Dimple [Next Song Remix] lyrics

[Intro]
Queen

[Verse]
I talk what I live and that's simple (Simple)
Freaky little b*tch, give me that top, give me that mo'f*cking temple (Give me that mo'f*cking top)
I'm with this sh*t, I don't hold grudges lil' n*gga, I'm never resentful (I'm never)
Make a b*tch happy and f*ck on me right, I might let you put di*k in my dimple (Might let you put di*k my-)
One of my n*ggas not listening, send his ass back like a mo'f*cking rental (Send his ass back)
Ain't sh*t for free, I'm expensive (Great)
I'm hoping this sh*t comprehensive (Ha)
b*tch, next song
I don't give a f*ck what his ex on (f*ck)
I'm the type of b*tch put a hex on him (I'm the type of b*tch-)
I'm the type of b*tch put some real good sex on him
Queen sh*t, in a whole no flex zone (No flex zone)
And I get what I want cause I'm pretty
You never could have me and never could keep me
No really
I could care less if we f*ck
b*tch
Did you ever bust on my titties? (I don't think so)
All of these n*ggas so silly (All of these silly ass little-)
I run this sh*t like I wear EMPA
Act up, lil b*tch I'ma sew up the city (Eat my pus*y, b*tch)
All of these b*tches so sh*tty (sh*tty), All of these b*tches so sh*tty (sh*tty)
If I was you, I would try to join forces b*tch, cause I'm running the city (b*tch, cause I'm-)
And n*ggas ain't running up in me (Boom)
And b*tches ain't running up on me (Boom, boom)
All of these hoes so phony
None of these hoes my homie (Hell nah)
I do this sh*t by my lonely (Hell yeah)
b*tch, yo n*gga been on me (Yeah)
Don't no n*gga own me (Facts)
[Outro]
Queen sh*t b*tch
Period
Eat My pus*y, Eat My pus*y Again, Eat My pus*y Forever
That's a mother f*cking -
What's the call it
Something that's very clever, b*tch
I'm just tryna rhyme, period
Let me not f*ck myself up
Period b*tch, bet you can't do it like me
No, D, for real (D G [?])
If you ain't f*ck, you go to hell, b*tch yeah (Ha ha ha ha)