Bimbo lyrics

[Intro: Jane’s World:]
My sugar daddy like totally gave me his credit card, (Oh my God, really?) but he told me that I couldn’t max it out (the f*ck?) and i just think that's like -

[Hook:]
b*tch, don’t break bro code
‘cause then you know you f*cking with a bimbo
I’m getting paid with my iPhone
I’m poppin' in a million different time zones

[Verse 1: Zepkins]
Face of a doll, perfect body of a Zenbo
Zeppy pus*y pinker than a 6-foot flamingo
Bad b*tch dangle
First, two, cinco
Barbie dream house, full with plushies and sprinkles
b*tches getting botched tryna keep up with the dolly
I ain’t gotta run while you’re sitting here stalling
Zeppie for a mili, ching, chung, Charlie
Basic blondе b*tch, bimbo, gnarly

[Hook:]
b*tch, don’t break bro code
‘cause thеn you know you f*cking with a bimbo
I’m getting paid with my iPhone
I’m poppin' in a million different time zones

[Verse 2: Janes’s World]
We with Regina in the Benz, friends
Chilling with Lindsay Lohan
Then get myself a manicure
Or better yet a pedicure
It’s better for stepping on men
It’s Zepkin’s and it’s Jane’s Word
These dudes all act the same, girl
We’re awesome and we don’t give a f*ck
So get off my uhhh
Show you the front of my weapons
‘cause Jane’s world and Zepkins will stay in your mentions
So b*tch pay attention
Yes, b*tch pay attention
I want attention, I want attention

[Verse 3: Zepkins]
Pamela David just shot my pics and
Your titties not bigger than mine, b*tch
So, pull up in front of the line
Giving these n*ggas hard times
Watching these b*tches swallow where I spit, ya
Pink hot wheels on my whips, see
Gimme all the money plus a tip, ya
p*ss on a b*tch and watch it drip, hahaha
pus*y poppin' like I’m off a bean
Bussin like vanilla creme
Lick it up, it ain’t a dream
Addiction worse than nicotine
Titties busting out the seams
Your n*gga is my favorite feen
Only bimbos on the dolly team
These titties astonishing
I’m conquering, all these b*tches next I’ve been stompening
I don’t give a f*ck about your chopper
[?] b*tches, Willy Wonka
On my di*k like Mr. Crocker
Hit the goal, yeah I’m a talker
Knocking b*tches off their rocker
Ya, ya, ya, ya
[Hook:]
b*tch, don’t break bro code
‘cause then you know you f*cking with a bimbo
I’m getting paid on my iPhone
I’m poppin' in a million different time zones

[Bridge: Jane’s World]
I buy what I want
Swipe his card then smoke his blunt
I buy what I want
I get my own way and I do my own stunts
I'm a bad b*tch, I’m a doll
I buy everything at the mall
Bossy, I want it all
You’re doing coke in the bathroom stall
b*tch don’t step on my motherf*cking [?]
Spending bread and doing anything to f*cking please her
If you’re acting funny, I’mma pluck you like a tweezer
If you spend your money I won’t f*ck you, I’ma tease ya

[Outro:]
Oh my God, oh my God (you're pathetic)
(Well you're thinking it!)
(Oh what's up b*tch? Stop playing with me girl, I can't take it no more girl)
I’m a bimbo, (bimbo) (I am) I'm a zimbo
f*cking-wucking with a bimbo
Weak b*tch, don’t break bro code
You f*cking with a bimbo
Stop playing with my girl, I don’t give a f*ck
Like, stop it, big-body b*tch, [?]
[?] on my lens b*tch
[?]
Stop playing f*cking playing girl, i don’t give a f*ck
You know what it is
I’m a ten b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
You wanna hit it more, I don’t know, I don’t know
I’m tired of being a whore
But uh, I don’t know, I just want some more
I just wanna get my bread and give back to whores
As I hold the torch