Miss Prada - Queen of Pop
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{Intro}
Yeah, it's me
Joanne fucking Prada
You thought I was gone?
Guess you were wrong
{Verse 1}
What the fuck you got? I still look hot
Say you wanna fuck 'till I bleed
N****, give me what you got
They say I'm onto nothing, but I'm onto something
You see the follow button? (Hit me, baby, one more time)
{Verse 2}
I'll break your cunt with my front teeth
You f*****s think you're so cunty
Miss Voodoo Pussy, bitch, that's me
Bitch, that's tea
Fist fuck me, I'm real fit
You heard Gutta, I'm a real bitch
Now pray to Britney and pray to Lindsay
'Cause I'm Satan, that's real shit
{Chorus}
You're on the bottom, I'm on the top
Bitch, I'll never flop
I'm the queen of pop
Queen of pop, queen of pop
Queen of pop, bitch, I'll never stop
Queen of pop, I'm your queen of pop
Queen of pop, bitch, I'll never stop
{Post-Chorus}
Prada's coming down to Hollywood
I wanna make it in the neighborhood
They lovе the smell of me in Hollywood
How could you hurt mе when I look this good? Uh
{Verse 3}
And I'll still come back to slay the girls
Once I'm in Hollywood
I won't forget for the girls
I'm sick of slaying you weak hoes
Your simple mind, your Goodwill clothes
I'm Oprah, you're Wendy
I'm Madonna, you're Britney
Get a bitch, 'cause I'm sick of your shit
I'm (?...)
Like it or not, I'm the queen of pop, work
{Chorus}
You're on the bottom, I'm on the top
Bitch, I'll never flop
I'm the queen of pop
Queen of pop, queen of pop
Queen of pop, bitch, I'll never stop
Queen of pop, I'm your queen of pop
Queen of pop, bitch, I'll never stop
{Bridge}
You're on the bottom, I'm on the top
You're on the bottom, I'm on the top
On the top
Ah, feels so good to be on top
Take that, take that, take that
I'm a top, I'm a top
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a top
I'm a top, I'm a top
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a top
Top, top, top
Top, top, top
{Chorus}
I'm the queen of pop
Queen of pop, queen of pop
Queen of pop, bitch, I'll never stop
Queen of pop, I'm your queen of pop
Queen of pop, bitch, I'll never stop
{Outro}
Prada's coming down to Hollywood
I wanna make it in the neighborhood
They love the smell of me in Hollywood
How could you hurt me when I look this good? Uh
{Intro}
Yeah, it's me
Joanne fucking Prada
You thought I was gone?
Guess you were wrong
{Verse 1}
What the fuck you got? I still look hot
Say you wanna fuck 'till I bleed
N****, give me what you got
They say I'm onto nothing, but I'm onto something
You see the follow button? (Hit me, baby, one more time)
{Verse 2}
I'll break your cunt with my front teeth
You f*****s think you're so cunty
Miss Voodoo Pussy, bitch, that's me
Bitch, that's tea
Fist fuck me, I'm real fit
You heard Gutta, I'm a real bitch
Now pray to Britney and pray to Lindsay
'Cause I'm Satan, that's real shit
{Chorus}
You're on the bottom, I'm on the top
Bitch, I'll never flop
I'm the queen of pop
Queen of pop, queen of pop
Queen of pop, bitch, I'll never stop
Queen of pop, I'm your queen of pop
Queen of pop, bitch, I'll never stop
{Post-Chorus}
Prada's coming down to Hollywood
I wanna make it in the neighborhood
They lovе the smell of me in Hollywood
How could you hurt mе when I look this good? Uh
{Verse 3}
And I'll still come back to slay the girls
Once I'm in Hollywood
I won't forget for the girls
I'm sick of slaying you weak hoes
Your simple mind, your Goodwill clothes
I'm Oprah, you're Wendy
I'm Madonna, you're Britney
Get a bitch, 'cause I'm sick of your shit
I'm (?...)
Like it or not, I'm the queen of pop, work
{Chorus}
You're on the bottom, I'm on the top
Bitch, I'll never flop
I'm the queen of pop
Queen of pop, queen of pop
Queen of pop, bitch, I'll never stop
Queen of pop, I'm your queen of pop
Queen of pop, bitch, I'll never stop
{Bridge}
You're on the bottom, I'm on the top
You're on the bottom, I'm on the top
On the top
Ah, feels so good to be on top
Take that, take that, take that
I'm a top, I'm a top
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a top
I'm a top, I'm a top
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a top
Top, top, top
Top, top, top
{Chorus}
I'm the queen of pop
Queen of pop, queen of pop
Queen of pop, bitch, I'll never stop
Queen of pop, I'm your queen of pop
Queen of pop, bitch, I'll never stop
{Outro}
Prada's coming down to Hollywood
I wanna make it in the neighborhood
They love the smell of me in Hollywood
How could you hurt me when I look this good? Uh