Southside - ASIAN DOLL

Real street bitch from the south side

Any nigga test my gangster, nigga bound to die

You ain’t talking 'bout no money, don’t see eye to eye

Sneak dissing on the net, you get no reply

Bitch you broke, and you mad, can’t get in to you

Say you know me, I don’t know you, I’m no friend of you

Freaky bitches, sucking dick, the gang got introduced

Niggas wanna catch me slipping, bitch I’m bullet proof

I’m a real bitch, I spit real shit

I sit back and let my niggas do that kill shit

Since '96, I’ve been a product of my hood bitch

You can see it in my eyes, I ain’t gon' snake shit

I got percs, I got xans, for the low low

Momma broke, she was fiending for that co co

Daddy told me, baby girl, you ain’t gon' blow, ow

Signed to Gucci, now I’m getting it, bitch I’m solo

Hottest female artist, girl you look retarted

Way these diamonds sitting up on my neck, it look like tardy

I ain’t talking no apologies, these niggas sorry

Put that beam right to your head, while I’m getting naughty

Forty make you burn, it make your motherfucking block hot

Any bitch that want it, she gon' get it, I’m the top notch

Asian I’m the princess, wanna pop it on his

Made him eat me like a skittle

I got niggas, they some hittas

Wanna taste me?

Just a little

Wanna taste me?

Just a little

Wanna taste me?

Just a little

Wanna taste me?

Just a little

Ayy, fifty bands, in my pants, fly like Peter Pan

I told that nigga I’m not faking, I’m not with pretend

My bitch she bad, she a stellar, she came from Japan

When I pull up, need my money, 'bout my dividends

Ghetto bitch, she creo

Now my nigga Nemo, with my draco, counting zeros

Kids they think I’m hero

Run up bitch, you stupid

I got shooters and they shooting

Bitch you talking, I’ma lose it

Off the earth, I’m fucking zooted

Real young street bitch, and I’m from the south side

Cross my heart, and hope to die

These niggas, they bound to die

I’m not with the sucker shit

I’m not with the fucking with

Made it out, I’m born to be, my niggas split a hundred keys

Real young street bitch, and I’m from the south side

Cross my heart, and hope to die

These niggas, they bound to die