Isabel Clava - Miss Canyonero

Blind everybody with my super-fly bling
Chain smacking on my chest when I’m riding
Your man’s in my dm’s thinkin’ about me when you with him
That’s a fact, I’m too hot
Can you blame him? I cannot
I’m a Canyonero bitch, and I’m tyre’d of you thots

I’m that man squashing, ball sack smacking machine
Call me Mr. Sparkle the way I’m always shining
I’m from another planet, so my coochie Poochie
I’m a Canyonero bitch, so come on and take a seat

Top of the line, I wear the pants
I’m too sexy, goddamn
All this money in my hand, making it rain on his nut sack
Brain so big S-M-R-T, thighs too thick T-H-C-C
Call me MJ, but I ain’t a dope fiend
Billy creaming his jeans at the signs of me

What the fuck you say? Morgzy you deranged
When I pop up on that mic you know it’s fire but can’t explain it
My ego so inflamed, taking up both lanes
I’m gonna put the whip in ‘H’ so get the fuck up out my way…
Hot stuff coming through, boy I’m too hot for you
Boy you a regular, I only want premium dudes
Cos I'm a Canyonero bitch, I’m the shit
I’m the baddest that there is
And my wit too quick, na you can’t keep up with it
And my thighs too bricks, snap your neck up like a twig
At the gym, bitch, I been getting ripped

Your mans tryna be me and his friends tryna chill
Got Billy and the Cloneasaurus up in my Le' Grill
And I answer his calls like "Hello Joe!"
Please speak up I'm wearing nothing at all
Ass too fat can't keep his hands off
He reaching out for that...

Canyonero Bitch
In the back of the whip
Got this man real stiff
Spelling my name on that dick
Miss Canyonero Bitch
Miss Canyonero Bitch
Can ya narrow down how many clowns do it like this?