Fierce

Bambi, belle of the ball

Banji, better than them all

Never been a flaw

Pretty kitty, manicure the claws

Silly, never been a draw

When he purr, bet he wanna paw

'Cause a stir when she on the floor

Givin' it her all

Champagne, always on the pour

Some happy, others can applaud

Bum bitches aggy, but of course

Mermaid comin' on the shore

Take that prince, crown, and the coin

Shut it down, then a bitch is gone

'Nother round of Don Perignon

Downtown, vampin' to the song

Tiara on my head when it's warm

Style get the critics in amor

Physically, shawty is the bomb

Whether blue weave or the blonde

Harlem or Milan

Banks break the bank and the bonds

I used to think I was fierce

'Cause I was in all the houses

I won trophies

I used to much trade for dollars too

But see, I'm fiercer now

'Cause I got a job, I got an education

And I got somebody waiting at home for me, goddammit

Now, one queen asked me the other day, was it?

She told me, "Miss thing, you think you're fierce?"

I said, "Of course"

She said, "All queens think they're fierce"

I said, "Miss thing, all queens and me"

Bon appetit, I'ma feast for the eyes

The reason why I'm in luxury designs

So chic, so ahead of time

Cunt queen, princess of the prize

Witness the baddest bitch alive

I'm reportin' from the belly of the night

Gorgeous, plus the world is mine

A girl with a twirl and a rhyme

Diamonds and a pearl on the shine

Welcome to her house in the sky

The house, the house, work me, the house

'Cause you pay ten dollars to get in the ball

You work me, the house, work me, the house

Work me, the house

'Cause you pay ten dollars to get in the ball

You, the house, the house, work me, the house

'Cause you pay ten dollars to get in the ball

You work me, the house, work me, the house

Work me, the house

'Cause you pay ten dollars to get in the ball

You mock, the house

The house, the, the house, the house, the house

The, the house

Work me, goddammit, dammit, dammit, dammit, dammit

Work me, goddammit

Back at it again

My only bad habit, my addiction to win

She only mad at it, did it better than her friends

You better have cheddar to attend

Wang gown with leather on the trim

Get together with the slim

Mermaid who came on the swim

Wave to the gents

Do my dips and the spin

Turn tricks for the fucking ends

You turned dick for the fucking gym

You a bum bitch to the end

Come again, come again

You running with the wrong sip, run to the gin

Bambi work it out like felons in a gym

Hey fella, f-fella, I'm better than a ten

Eleven in the denim

About twelve in her skin

Young mademoiselle, the devil wears Prada

I'm giving them hell, you bitches gettin' nada