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Ultimate Bitch Track (Brad Mobley Mix) (feat. The Cast of RuPaul's Drag Race Seasons 9 & All Stars 2)

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Ultimate Bitch Track (Brad Mobley Mix) (feat. The Cast of RuPaul's Drag Race Seasons 9 & All Stars 2)

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Category is bring it to the runway

Category is stars, statements and legends

What category are you walking in?

(Femme queen realness)

Femme queen realness is in the house!

(I've snatched before)

And any other categories you are coming for

(Butch queen realness)

Butch queen realness, well honey

You might have that one in the bag!

Tens, tens, tens across the board!

Hold that pose for me!

DJ, start the music!

Category is

(Lookie here

Listen up)

Category is

I'm the one, oh!

Bring it to the runway (I'm the one, one, one)

Runway, run-run-run-runway

Bring it to the runway (I'm the one, one, one)

Runway, run-run-run-runway

Bring it to the runway (I'm the one, one, one)

Runway, run-run-run-runway

Bring it to the runway (I'm the one, one, one)

Bring it to the runway

Bring it to the, bring it to the

Category is

Hey girls my name's Alaska

I got a tiny little question to ask ya

Who's that bitch that's on the top?

Oh wait that's me, hey Porkchop!

You're born naked and the rest is drag

But your face just needs a paper bag

Gimme a challenge and I'll crush ya all

Changing the game like my name's RuPaul

Line em up, front to back

I'll send them bitches home like a heart attack

Mess with me and you wind up in a casket

I'm Dorothy you're Toto get in the basket!

I'll read you down, beneath the ground

Could you hold my purse while I snatch the crown

Legacy, remember my name

Cause you're gonna see me hanging in the hall of fame!

Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya

Category is

(Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya)

Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya

Category is

(Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya)

You've been read

Bring it to the runway (I'm the one, one, one)

Runway, run-run-run-runway

Bring it to the runway (I'm the one, one, one)

Runway, run-run-run-runway

Bring it to the runway (I'm the one, one, one)

Runway, run-run-run-runway

Bring it to the runway (I'm the one, one, one)

Bring it to the runway

Bring it to the, bring it to the

Category is

Detox coming at you with the slow verse

I'ma speed it up but had to shut it down first

Killin' bitches so hard need a pink hearse

I ain't sayin' I'm the best but I ain't the worst

You see me shinin', I'm tryin' to take this prime time

I see you whinin' and cryin' take that to Lifetime

So epic that it's poetic I spit it on a dime

On Reddit you look pathetic with that nursery rhyme

You can't stand me? I don't blame you

If Ru's number one, I'm number two

You disagree? Well that's on you

Eyes on the chalkboard, I'll spell it out for you

D to the E to the T to the O to the hold up... X

Naomi Campbell lead these hoes to the crown, next!

Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya

Category is

(Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya)

Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya

Category is

(Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya)

You've been read

Bring it to the runway (I'm the one, one, one)

Runway, run-run-run-runway

Bring it to the runway (I'm the one, one, one)

Runway, run-run-run-runway

Bring it to the runway (I'm the one, one, one)

Runway, run-run-run-runway

Bring it to the runway (I'm the one, one, one)

Bring it to the runway

Bring it to the, bring it to the

Category is

Yekaterina, Petrovna, Zamolodchikova

But your dad just calls me Katya

I'm the bright red scare with the long blond hair

Always keep em coming back for more

You're a basic ass hoe and it's your time to go

So bitch let me show you the door!

Cause it's me who's getting laid, and I'm always getting paid

The only high class Russian whore

I'm a scorching hot mess in a skin tight dress

That's a rash not a herpes sore!

Lenin in the streets, Dostoyevsky in the sheets

Baby, are you ready for this Cold War?

Katya

Zamo

Lodchikova

Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya

Category is

(Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya)

Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya

Category is

(Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya)

You've been read

Bring it to the runway (I'm the one, one, one)

Runway, run-run-run-runway

Bring it to the runway (I'm the one, one, one)

Runway, run-run-run-runway

Bring it to the runway (I'm the one, one, one)

Runway, run-run-run-runway

Bring it to the runway (I'm the one, one, one)

Bring it to the runway

Bring it to the, bring it to the

Category is

I'm Roxxxy Andrews and I'm here to make it clear

I know you love me baby that's why you brought me here

Was a bitch on season five

I'm gonna make it right

Give me a sewing challenge and I'll give ya what ya like

I'm full of tricks baby, just like I'm Halloween

A room full of monsters and it makes me wanna scream

I have to get this right

So you don't waste your time

Not like my comedy, I'm killing on this rhyme

I'm gonna show you what I can do

You're going crazy and seeing too

It's not my fault you can't blame my game

On these other hoes, but they're all the same

Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya

Category is

(Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya)

Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya

Category is

(Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya)

You've been read

Ladies and gentlemen, for your consideration

(I'm the one, one, one)

Work, work! Yeah, you better snatch trophies honey!

(I'm the one, one, one)

You better snatch them trophies!

(I'm the one, one, one)

Are you here to snatch trophies?

(I'm the one, one, one)

Ok, hold that pose! Hold that pose for me!

(I'm the one, one, one)

Hold that pose for me!

Category is

Category is femme queen realness

(Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I)

Category is fish up in pumps

(Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I)

Category is category is the gift of giving

(Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I)

Category is catwalk realness, ladies and gentlemen

What category are we on right now?

(Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I)

What category are we on right now?

(Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I)

What category are we on right now?

(Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I)

Wha-wha-wha-what category bring it!

What category are we on right now?

(Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I)

What category are we on right now?

(Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I)

What category are we on right now?

(Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I)

Wha-wha-wha-what category bring it!

Category is

Sugary sweet confection

Bad for your teeth

Spicy, red-hot chocolatey

I'm minty fresh but it ain't for free (Listen up)

Legendary queen from NYC

Sassy, never shady

Classy, but I can still take it to the street

So you know you better never try to come for me (I'm the one)

Season nine, out the gate

Finish line, no time to wait

Ten queens down, only three to go

And I'm laying bitches out like dominoes

Sasha reads books

Shea turns looks

Trinity crazy but off the hook

But the number one queen is P-E-P-P-E-R

(I'm the one)

Bitch you know the rest

Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I

(Bring it to the runway

Runway, run-run-run-runway)

Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I

(Bring it to the runway

Runway, run-run-run-runway)

Category is

Bright eyed and bushy browed

Be the strange you wish to see in the world

Sasha Velour relies on brains

Beauty be damned, let monsters reign

If you wanna join the revolution

Innovate, that's my solution

Wear a crown, **** with gender

Bend the rules, don't surrender

A thinking queen speaks to the heart

She's stranger than fiction, better than art

I'm, I'm more true than real

I'm a magical bitch darling, that's how I feel

(I'm the one)

Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I

(Tatata, tatata, tatata, boom!)

Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I

(Tatata, tatata, tatata, boom!)

Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I

(Tatata, tatata, tatata, boom!)

Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I

(Tatata, tatata, tatata, boom!)

Category is

Trintastic, plastic, injectable realness

The body is here

I'm the mother-tucker, what can I say?

There can only be one and I'm feeling the fantasy (I'm the one)

My name is Trinity and can't you see

I've got a lot of plastic parts up in me

Crowns and gowns and tiny thongs too

Other bitches wishing but you ain't me boo

The talent I got, you just can't replace

Even with injectables in your face

The time has come to win a hundred G's

(I'm the one)

You think you're gonna beat me?

Girl please

What category are we on right now?

(Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I)

What category are we on right now?

(Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I)

What category are we on right now?

(Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I)

Wha-wha-wha-what category bring it!

Category is

Slay Couleé, look at the edges I snatched today

I see you watching how I sashay

Them other girls best get out my way

'Cause I want it, I get it and came up in here and did it

And girl I'm ready to show 'em, how these bitches I own 'em

Got that supermodel switch (I'm the one)

Ms. Couleé she a real, real bad bitch

Let me rock this mic

Leave 'em in my dust like Tina did Ike

I'm sickening, no? And real fierce too

Chicago in the house, girl whatcha gon' do?

About to shut it down

Come on Mama Ru, bring the queen her crown

I approve this message and all I'm gonna say

(I'm the one)

Is I'm Shea Couleé and I always...

Bring it to the runway

Runway, run-run-run-runway

Bring it to the runway

Runway, run-run-run-runway

Bring it to the runway

Runway, run-run-run-runway

Bring it to the runway

Bring it to the runway (I'm the one, one, one)

Bring it to the, bring it to the

Category is

Taste this chocolate, yes

Godiva bitch, you know the rest

New York City, we strong

Talent last long

All I do is win, no matter what

I'm on the sneak attack they're like "What the fuck"

You think it, I've done it

You've played it, I've slayed it

You think you're the first

Well it's been innovated

Peppermint why you so nice? ('Cause I can be!)

Peppermint how you always right? ('Cause I am, bee!)

Peppermint how you stay lookin' so nice

Gettin' dollars in your titties almost every single night?

Learn the tricks, collect the tips

Gender flip, flip the script

Built legendary status, brick by brick

And it did not come from a YouTube clip!

New York, New York, New York, New York (Category is)

We are (Club)

We are (Legend)

We are (Art, Art)

We are (Theater)

We own everything, we are New York (Category is)

Ooh (Hahaha)

Club, Legend, Art, Theater

Radical, magical, liberal art

Gender is a construct, tear it apart

Wearable art and terrible art

It's the motherfucking world is unbearable art

This part, this is for us

Don't need a museum, this club is enough

For a revolution with the best intentions

Beauty with a twist, just an intervention

Yes ma'am, I'll take that dollar

Doesn't even matter, I'm a Fulbright scholar

I'd rather be modest, but I need to show it

There's a lot of pretty girls, but a queen better know shit

Femmes, rebels, meddle with gender

Realness bores me, I'm a better pretender

Brooklyn witches, revolutionary

Come up with a read that's better than hairy

New York, New York, New York, New York (Category is)

We are (Club)

We are (Legend)

We are (Art, Art)

We are (Theater)

We own everything, we are New York (Category is)

Ooh (Hahaha)

Club, Legend, Art, Theater

Stretch, kick, curtain up

Don't pop the head, it's showtime folks

An actress ain't got coins for cabs

That's why I paint for subway dads

Judy, Julie, Audrey too

As a little boy, I lived for you

Now I'm a dame, I own the stage

Five, six, seven, eight, off the page

Y'all might think I live for drama

I just want you to feel mama

Showy queen, that's my name

Subway fish is how I came

Express, create, the theater's safe

Don't come for me, 'cause Love Trumps Hate

Life imitates art

Dreams come true

NYC, I'm coming through

New York, New York, New York, New York (Category is)

We are (Club)

We are (Legend)

We are (Art, Art)

We are (Theater)

We own everything, we are New York (Category is)

Ooh (Hahaha)

Club, Legend, Art, Theater

Touch this skin, what's it feel like to you?

I'm a nightmare dressed as a dream come true

I'm a banjee cunt, don't call me that for nothin'

I spin and I dip and the tricks, that's stuntin'

I'm getting my tens, all I see is these fives

Pussy on point, nails sharp like knives

Stone the stones, I got stones on my ring (I'm the one)

'Cause I'm opulent bitch, that means I own everything

Pop that shit, I'm a bubblegum bitch

Grab on my ass, you like liquorice?

I'm sweet like candy but I'm hot like a pepper

Bitches ain't shit, 'cause they know they know better

Eyes on me, and my looks break necks

Model-esque body, serve straight up sex

You can never get enough, I'm the bitch that you love (I'm the one)

Just call me the Queen of Clubs

New York, New York, New York, New York

We are (Club)

We are (Legend)

We are (Art, Art)

We are (Theater)

We own everything, we are New York

Ooh (Hahaha)

Club, Legend, Art, Theater

New York, New York, New York

(I'm the one)

New York, we are New York

(I'm the one, one, one)

Ohh, New York

Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I

Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I

Category is

Ohh, we are, we are, we are

(I'm the one, one, one)

Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I

Category is

Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I

We are who we are

We are, yeah

Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I

Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I

Category is

Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I

Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I

Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I

Category is

Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I read ya, read ya

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