Capricorn Shit (Solo Version)
D3LVNTÉ
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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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