Mrs. Worldwide lyrics
by Y2K
[Chorus]
I need a bad b*tch, stupid thick
Peeped them cheeks and threw a fit
Throw it back, make 'em sick
That’s my lil' Florida b*tch
Fine hoe, bad as sh*t
Shawty like my favorite dish
Like the way she flick her wrist
That's my New York City b*tch
[Verse 1]
I just been cookin’ (Cookin')
They just been lookin' (Lookin')
Shawty been acting a fool
She gettin sauce on the cushions (Saucy lil' b*tch)
All good, ain't no loss
You could never really have too much sauce
Beat the devil out the cheeks, Bob Ross
I'm a nuisance
Got more hoes than the state of Massachusetts
I got bands that I don't know what to do with
I might call up all my exes, get ‘em new tits
Might put all my adversaries on a cruise ship
All inclusive
b*tch my neck, wrist, ears translucent
Get my fans laid, that’s my resolution
Gravy steal yo b*tch like the constitution
[Chorus]
I need a bad b*tch, stupid thick
Peeped them cheeks and threw a fit
Throw it back, make ’em sick
That's my lil’ Toronto b*tch
Fine hoe, bad as sh*t
Shawty like my favorite dish
Like the way she flick her wrist
That's my Minnesota b*tch
[Verse 2]
Hold up, wait, stop the tape
Please take a moment to get out my face
Hold up wait, park the Wraith
Shawty got a lisp, she give good fathe
Matter fact, I don't ever miSS
But a b*tch wit a lisp make it sound like a myTH
And that makes me wanna go make maTH
MaSS amounts of f*ckin cash
Wit your b*tch playin' whoopee
Catcher in the Rye, I’m the catcher in the pus*y
Wide receiver of the nookie
Pull up to Panera just to play a lil footsie
Ahoy!
Chips and cookies
Gravy be the kid, got ya b*tch playing hooky
I need a b*tch that look like Snooki
Riding through Atlanta, boutta boot-scoot-boogie
I need them bands now, not tomorrow
Don't make this your sayonara
I'm with Sofia Vergara
Put the rrrr in carbonara
Old Money
Once upon on a, time-piece
Look like Futurama
I got moms in Punta Cana
I feel like Tommy Bahama
[Chorus]
I need a bad b*tch, stupid thick
Peeped them cheeks and threw a fit
Throw it back, make 'em sick
That's my California b*tch
Fine hoe, bad as sh*t
Shawty like my favorite dish
Like the way she flick her wrist
That's my Yokohama b*tch
I need a bad b*tch, stupid thick
Peeped them cheeks and threw a fit
Throw it back, make 'em sick
That's my lil' Parisian b*tch
Fine hoe, bad as sh*t
Shawty like my favorite dish
Like the way she flick her wrist
That's my Tijuana b*tch