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It's slayyyter, bitch (Uh) material girl, I'm just like madonna Got the fangs so sharp like piranhas Put it in my cart if I wanna Fendi prints, Dolce & Gabbana Pinky ring cigars; that's cubana Call him daddy, he calls me mama Freak and make him sweat like a sauna Pussy brings him peace like nirvana Let him toss my lettuce with the salad on the side Oh me, oh my, I'm the skinniest bitch alive If I want it, I get it, baby, look at this ice It shines so nice, baby, check that price You cannot afford to ignore when I walk out of the store (Got bags on bags on bags, baby I clear that rack) Freaky little whore from the 314 always wanting more (Got stacks on stacks on stacks, baby I got that cash) Gimme, gimme (more) Gimme (more) Gimme, gimme (more) Gimme, gimme (more) Call him up on my pink flip-phone Go throatzilla on his dick like woah On my knees soon as I get home If he spend that dough, I'ma throw him a bone He buys me Louis, I buy him Gucci I can upgrade him, these bitches losing I am an heiress, please call me Paris Look in the mirror, bitch I'm the fairest I'm a cowgirl making all my shopping trips onto rodeo In the 90210, oh I see you staring at my birkin bag Asking me how much I bought that for Baby, you don't need to know Oh, oh Gimme, gimme (more) Gimme (more) Gimme, gimme (more) Gimme, gimme (more) Get what I want right when I want it Black card in my Prada wallet Gucci heels so high I'm fallin' Woke up rich now bitch I'm ballin' Private jets and private islands You got rocks, bitch I got diamonds Whip my Benz without a license Give me more! Gimme, gimme (more) Gimme (more) Gimme, gimme (more) Gimme, gimme (more)