Lyrics
[Chorus]
Pop out in the city lookin' hella pretty
Thirty-inch bustdown, all the ballers gettin' with me
I'm too geeked up right now, hundreds all in my titties
With some divas right now, my ho might call in a minute, uh
Bad bitch my demeanor, bossy viva, I'm a diva
Your ho tryna holler and I'ma keep her
All the pretty girls out here swipin' ****' Visas
[Verse 1]
Okay, caramel skin poppin', got these **** focused
I do magic in the bed, I do hocus pocus (Yeah)
Foot down on these bitches' necks, all these hoes be chokin' (Yeah)
Flexin' on my high-school ex, that **** still copin' (Yeah)
Pop out on these bitches, you can't eat while I'm servin'
Pop out on my last ****, ooh, I'm still splurgin'
Makin' money plays with no makeup, I feel perfect
Bad mama jama, I can't talk without flirtin'
[Chorus]
Pop out in the city lookin' hella pretty
Thirty-inch bustdown, all the ballers gettin' with me
I'm too geeked up right now, hundreds all in my titties
With some divas right now, my ho might call in a minute, uh
Bad bitch my demeanor, bossy viva, I'm a diva
Your ho tryna holler and I'ma keep her
All the pretty girls out here swipin' ****' Visas
[Verse 2]
High class definition, what is competition?
Got 'em reminiscin', I know that you miss it
Money always good and this beef still delicious
Flexin' on my ex, your new ho need my beautician
Geeked up, wildin', every once a while
Every once a while, give my sugar daddy rounds
I'm pretty in the passenger, get fetty when I pout
He hate it when I leave, but he love it when I walk out 'cause it's hangin' out
[Chorus]
Pop out in the city lookin' hella pretty
Thirty-inch bustdown, all the ballers gettin' with me
I'm too geeked up right now, hundreds all in my titties
With some divas right now, my ho might call in a minute, uh
Bad bitch my demeanor, bossy viva, I'm a diva
Your ho tryna holler and I'ma keep her
All the pretty girls out here swipin' ****' Visas
Written by: Jaida Roby, Pap Chanel