Songtext Dark red lipstick Lola Monroe

Dark red lipstick

Featuring Azealia Banks

Move back, I'm on ya
New black Madonna
You lack persona, you stacks up on a
Only do zeros when it's plus commas
Comma, comma, comma

The queen in this bitch
All my diamonds royal blue
Taylor gang, only team I'm loyal to
Tell 'em bring the bottles out
Bring the red bottoms out
Pointin' at the map
I just pick a island out
Best believe I'm out chea
Broke bitches hidin' now
No really I'm watcha niggas fighting 'bout
Versace for the duffel
Pardon if I'm a fool
But I'm a bad bitch
Diamond covered muzzle
And all you hating bitches
Always gonna struggle
I just do the Loubies and
Stun and cop a couple doubles

Motherfucka bitch hatin
I'm getting too much money
When it gets cold I take my bitches where it's sunny

Uh, Dark red lipstick on
6 inch pumps
I'm about to do me tonight
Sitting on the passenger's side
Let my best friend drive
We all on 'bout to get right
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
We all on
'Bout to get right

These bitches don't know
Got the liz in escro
They need to let it go
Stuffin lissles fo sho
Yall bitches sophomores, I mastered the whole course
That whippin show forward, I'm flippin out both doors
Dark skin, slim bad bitch, you so cute
Petite rich, some sweetness, I'm vonch too
My thesis, new kick toes, yo Monroe
You peep these bitches, looking for loopholes and weakness
Kill em on the constant, it's this shit they ain't seen it
Young behind my mama, all the bunch with the skijet
Notice I'm a problem, bitches they can't breathe yet
Trend setter mama, swept me much my weave wet

Uh, Dark red lipstick on
6 inch pumps
I'm about to do me tonight
Sitting on the passenger's side
Let my best friend drive
We all on 'bout to get right
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
We all on
'Bout to get right

I'm like eenie meenie minee moe
Which one of you all wanna get my bow
Better hit that pole
Then hit that floor
My shit so potent gotta hit that slow
Slow, slow, slow
You get that, I get the dough
Dough, dough, dough
I'll get king and check that ho
All these bitches scared you
Could tell 'em that I said so
Beggin' for a yes you could tell em that I said no
Saint Laurent on her lips
Gold Rolley on her wrist
The ass thick enough
For the whole wide world to kiss
Fuck two lips, just put your two lips on
My two lips
Let me show you how to do this

Motherfucka bitch hatin
I'm getting too much money
When it gets cold I take my bitches where it's sunny

Uh, Dark red lipstick on
6 inch pumps
I'm about to do me tonight
Sitting on the passenger's side
Let my best friend drive
We all on 'bout to get right
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
We all on
'Bout to get right
We all on
'Bout to get right
We all on
'Bout to get right
We all on
'Bout to get right