AliciaBeisha

AliciaBeisha

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Rap - Hip Hop | Somewhere ;), Connecticut, United States
Total Song Plays: 103   
Member Since: 2015
   Last Login: over 30 days ago

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Plays:

22

Story Behind the Song

Some people were trying to cut up on me and then had the nerve to brag about their private areas and the sizes and how many girls they "get" so, I had to let them know how I feel, and what's up through rhythm and poetry.

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Lyrics

Stop cuttin up on me
And focus on yourself
You A broke ass hitta
Can't afford a Gucci belt
You Keep tryna say that any girl Is your bae
But the truth is, no hoes come your way
Then you tryna say
You can make her scream
Boy, bye get away with your eight inch dream
I'm tired of you
And your "Hommy Tilfiger"
Ask yo momma for money
You the gold digga
And don't take my facts as being rude
Don't be a baby, or imma call you Blue
Ivy yes, Beyonce's child
Go ahead say something back you'll be exiled
By me, A
But just call me AliciaLeigh
Step up to the plate
Or cringe and flee
And no I don't wanna know where ya bound to be
Probably in the back alley smoking weed
Shoutin out who need to be free
Running around saying you'll shoot
Who caught your homie
But in reality, you not the one who bleed.
So get down on your knees
And do a good deed,
Pray to God to fix yo destiny
Pray to God to fix yo destiny
I said pray to God to fix you destiny
Pray to God to fix yo destiny.

Song Length
1:12
Genre
Rap - Hip Hop
Tempo / Feel
Non 4/4
Lead Vocal
Female Vocal

Subject Matter
Change
Similar Artist
B.o.B
Language
English
Era
2000 and later

Lyric Credits AliciaLeigh
Music Credits B.o.B
Producer Credits AliciaLeigh
Performance Credits AliciaLeigh