Versace Hottie

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody

What up? What up? You ain't fazin' me

You know pussy run the show, VIP

I's a pretty young thing, call it PYT

Got these bitches all mad, on the MAD

If the money ain't there, got to BYE

S-sorry little mama got to G2g

Got a price on his head for the EYE

I'm settin' bombs on these niggas, y'all can DIE, uh

Hood bitch, fashion would adore me

I does what I do, all y'all sucka bitches corny

I don't like the style so you move kinda phony

And lemme tell you again, I don't need a homie

Live my life alone, 'cause lonely is the only

Rather eat by myself than dine with bologna

I'm a BITCH, bitch

Rather be a whore than be known as a snitch

Rather die for honor and dig my own ditch

I'm a girl from the street on my Hollywood shit

Zenon the Zequel, little Spanish flavor

Left home at sixteen, I been stackin' paper

See, I been on my grind and I been gettin' paid

17 was the year, you know the checks that I made?

I think I had it comin', since 18 I was ready

I had swag like Escobar, straight down from the ghetty

Pinky finger, I don't wanna be a pop star

Ring finger, wanna pull up in a fast car

Middle finger in the air, fuck you

Trigger finger ready, ain't nowhere to run to

Pointer finger but you never point a finger

Rap green thumb, you know Wavy do deliver

Malibu Barbie and I was a Theresa

Baby Spanish fly, East Side señorita

I be cuttin' checks like it was a pizza

You know how I do, boricua Lolita

I'm a bad girl and I take what I want

That's your baby papi callin' and he tryna eat it up

You call my friend and he say what's what

And if he get paid then you know I get a cut

Wavy always get a cut

Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what?

Like to smoke alone and I don't like soda

Carbonate a fifth, use a day-old cola

Don't like carbs and I don't like calories

Like my salad green with the top-grade celery

Skinny little bitch, got your favorite nigga fannin' me

He my side nigga, know these niggas ain't a man to me

Know these niggas ain't a man to me

Uh, uh, uh

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody

Barbie, Theresa, Lisa Frank

I don't got no friends 'cause they all act fake

Smile up in your face but they move like snakes

Silly little girls who ain't got no taste

Pépé, Baby Phat, Lady and Michi

On another planet said that light-skin impeached me

Study all men and I learn from their mistakes

You gon' stay on bein' average, I'ma come off with the bank

Got no friends, ain't nothin' to break off

Marie Antoinette when it's time to cake off

I'm from New York, you know Harlem is my city

'Bout to shake it off like Mase, Cam, and Diddy

'Bout to kill it first, then get to the nitty-gritty

I was with the fellas on the benches lookin' pretty

Aha, aha, aha, ah

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody

I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody