Capricorn Shit (Solo Version)

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Ladies and Gentlemen
Gays and Theys
Niggas and Bad Bitches
Introducing the one, the only
DeLanté
Hello, hello, can you bitches hear me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
This is a P.S.A
I want to see my bad bitches
My boss bitches
My bitches that got that cash
My hoes that make that green
On some real Capricorn shit, bitch
I want to see you shake that ass
I see you bitch niggas wanna play chess
They be sitting at the table
Salivating out of breathe
My delivery be packing
They be working up a sweat
So I put them out their misery
By shooting at they chest
Uh, I'm getting bold
Feeling a little teste
Like a physical, but nobody gonna check me
I be a pain in the ass, nigga trust me
You booked this ass whooping
A.k.a, forced entry
Tis the season, I got good reason
To keep these heels on
I'm too cool, its freezing
Mother of the House
My kids caught the breeze and
Watch how they spit
Got these niggas grieving
Serve a eulogy
While I'm out here serving cunt
I'm a pastor and comedian
Now someone pass the blunt
Out smoke these niggas
Since y'all gassing them up
But they be running on E
Cause they cant afford to stunt
This that Capricorn shit
Stand back, you don't wanna get hit
Cash on my hips, got diamonds on my lips
Talking out loud is the shit that make me rich
If you got a problem better save it for your clique
I don't wanna hear the chatter, distracting me from my shit
I'm a big stepper, when I hit I never miss
Now that's a homerun, when I see these niggas pissed
I suggest you mind your business
If it's not black owned bitch
I'm not supporting it
You eye level with my genitals
That's unfortunate
Acting like the man, but two stepping in my presence and
Pitchy like Ciara, if I hit them, gone be dogging it
Drop and give me hundreds, you know these niggas subordinate
Holding up those signs, "Say my name" like DC
But I'm a plead the fifth
Now Don Diva off the leash
I love my niggas equally if they supporting me
Otherwise, I leave them like they mama
Niggas dead to me
I be too funny and you know I had to double it
Ms. Mathematician when you see I run the numbers and
Check my track record cant you see that I outrun them and
I'm a need my reparations now, I'm impatient bitch
Calling one eight hundreds, since you thought I wont be clocking it
Nigga getting fired from his jobs, while he smoking dick
And I'm a bitch
That's the reason no one fucks with me
I apply the pressure
Bum niggas cant withstand the heat
Got them at the boiling point
Give them all anxiety
Get that nigga therapy
Me and the beat got chemistry
Ride it to the wheels fall off
I don't do soft
Rougher than a redneck bitch in the deep south
Nigga entertainment, I'm DeLanté and the big boss
Now you know my name, and don't you say it cause the shit cost
This that Capricorn shit
Stand back, you don't wanna get hit
Got cash on my hips, got diamonds on my lips
Talking out loud is the shit that make me rich
If you got a problem better save it for your clique
I don't wanna hear the chatter, distracting me from my shit
I'm a big stepper, when I hit I never miss
Now that's a homerun, when I see these niggas pissed

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