Lady Sovereign - Sad Ass Stripah lyrics
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Jentina this is not a dream... THIS IS A FUCKING NIGHTMARE YOU BITCH! wanna wanna wanna b wanna b wat eva what the f**k? You was born in a caravan, That don't make you ghetto I seen more ghetto in posh spice's stelleto You chat like a blonde but i swear your a brunette When's your carrer endin'? Tell me as soon as 'cause ur fuckin' annoyin' ma ears with your bullshit walk and bullshit talk and crack head dances! and you didnt get crap advances Your record labels dumb for signing a fitch who can tracks her bum whos still askin her mum "whats cum?" your fake and you look k-cut try wearing less make-up you got a quiff like elvis how can you sell this escalade, st tropez What escalade!? i saw you drivin a Nissan Sunny down Peckham way. 'Caus your fuckin' annoyin' my ears Wid your bullshit walk 'n' bullshit talk and crack head dances And you didn't get crak head 'vances Your record label's dumb For signin for a (?) (?) You're fake and you look caker (?) Try wearin less make up You got a quiff like elvis How can u sell this? (escalate and St. Tropez) wat escalate hahaha swear you drive down his house sunny day back and wave (wtf?!) (chorus) wanna wanna wanna b wanna b sad arse strippah in a messed-up way Get out da car 'n' drop ya hair sprays wanna wanna wanna wanna b wanna b sad arse stripper in a meseed-up way, how da fuck did you get airplay? fuckin' fake Fuckin' fake, fuckin' fake fuckin' fake Jenny from da block more like jenny from a flock of pidgeons What class A drug did they put in it? Chicken- all spazin out in the video like you're trippin' Incase your mum gave birth while she was strippin' Shuka Shake, shake the brake your hips andfall out of your caravan right into a ditch, bitch! (chorus) wanna wanna wannab wanna b fu**kin fake fu**kin fake x2 wanna wanna wanna b wanna b sad arse srtipper in a messed-up way get out ya car n drop ya hair sprays wanna wanna wanna wanna b wanna b sad arse stripper in a messed-up way How da f**k did ya get airplay? fu**kin fake fuckin fake x2 I have come to fuck up your carerra Bitch- dont fuck around wid dis titch, yeah! I, have cum 2 really take da piss And, you, will take dis lyrical dis'! (happy birthday!) (repeat chorus) Ah, yeah! You been chattin' bout ya gucci thongs but how many weeks, bitch have u had it on (eurgh!) I can tell by your dances- dat it's sum wear stuck up her bum (eurgh!) (repeat cHorus) burberry... St. Tropez..when are ya' gunna learn to speak properly?! Who gives a shit anyway? Just some dirty ol' men in cell block H Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake (repeat Chorus) chorus
