[Chorus: Gloss Up]
Bi-bi-bitch, I'm from the ghetto
Ass shake like Jell-O
Real pretty bitch, all the boys sayin' "Hello"
[Verse 1: Slimeroni]
Ghetto bougie bitch with the shit
Yeah, I'm all that
Niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit, make 'em fall back
'Fit cost more than your rent
That's all facts
Single for the summer
Sucka nigga, I won't call back
Real pretty on the wake up
Don't even need no makeup
Slim thick with it
But this guap got me caked up
I can take your nigga and your bitch and make them taste somethin'
Yeah this nigga throwin' money, me and my bitches, we gon' take some
[Chorus: Gloss Up]
Bi-bi-bitch, I'm from the ghetto
Ass shake like Jell-O
Real pretty bitch, all the boys sayin' "Hello"
Bi-bi-bitch, I'm from the ghetto
Ass shake like Jell-O
Real pretty bitch, all the boys sayin' "Hello"
[Verse 2: Aleza]
Ghetto bitch in thirty inches what I'm steppin' in
I got this nigga, but I think I want his best friend
He a lil' cuter, I'm like, "Damn, I got the wrong friend"
I'm 'bout to start an argument so I can try again
Bad bitch, designer stitch, you know I'm in the latest
I'm rolling 'za inside my 'gar, you know I gotta face it
My pussy tasty like some carbs, I got him Harlem Shakin'
Like throw it back
He know I love to take it
[Verse 3: Glorilla]
Feelin' kind of ratchet, might take yo' baby daddy
Just got that call from GTL, I'm feeling kind of happy
Hello this is a prepaid collect call from— (Ahh, that's my man)
Pull up like what's happenin', I'm lookin' like a baddie
I like my niggas older, baby pull me to yo' daddy
[Chorus: Gloss Up]
Bi-bi-bitch, I'm from the ghetto
Ass shake like Jell-O
Real pretty bitch, all the boys sayin' "Hello"
Bi-bi-bitch, I'm from the ghetto
Ass shake like Jell-O
Real pretty bitch, all the boys sayin' "Hello"
[Outro: Aleza]
Ghetto bitch in thirty inches what I'm steppin' in
I got this nigga, but I think I want his best friend
He a lil' cuter, I'm like, "Damn, I got the wrong friend"
I'm 'bout to start an argument so I can try again
(Uh-uhh, I done picked the wrong one, next)