C'est quoi ça ? Songtext
von DEBBY FRIDAY

C′est quoi ça, le bitch punk?


Bitch punk, yeah, I know you heard it
Pumping through your speakers, I ain't got to reward it
I know you feel the fire, I got heat like a furnace
But if you fuck around, I might go ahead and burn you
Uh, I might hurt you, know I make you nervous
Disengage your server, but you′re all up in my circuit
You talking all that shit, but say you like the way I work it
If you wanna stay observing, I could give you ass a sermon

I'm on your block, picture me like Kodak
I heard you love to talk, but when I pull up where that hoe at?
Oh, you don't know that I beat you like a face, honey
Pretty little Debby, but I bet I leave that nose runny
You say you got it, but you don′t really get it
No miscommunication, I′m aggressive with the message
Lil' baby never listen ′cause I ain't your fucking fetish
I′m your fucking retribution, now you know I really meant it