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Quay Dash

"No Drama"

[Intro]
Tristan
Yeah

[Chorus]
f*ck you talkin' 'bout shows
When you gettin' paid like a hundred dollars
I look better than you
Your sis, and your f*ckin' mama
Makin' money all day, non-stop
Gettin' f*ckin' commas
I ain't with no games, no hoes, no f*ckin' drama

[Verse 1]
f*ck you talkin' 'bout, hoe?
You ain't makin' no money
You ain't been around the world
Ain't that sh*t funny?
I'll be countin' them commas
Shout out to Osama
I don't ride in no Honda
Lucky star like Madonna
You ain't with the sh*ts
You are a bum b*tch
I don't f*ck with these hoes though
'Cause they all on some dumb sh*t
Doin' shows, it's like magic
I don't f*ck with these faggots

[Verse 2]
Bo-bossed, i-iced out
Man, these broads be tragic
Have you- have you ever seen Australian money?
Have you- have you ever flown overseas?
I doubt that, honey
b*tches is dummies
Let a n*gga c*m in your tummy
Baby, know you f*ckin' broke
And you think that it's funny
Keepin' it up
We know you ain't gettin' no luck
You a chickhead, b*tch
Just a bog in the cluck
Makin' them bucks
Pay me if you tryin' to f*ck
And I'm all about the game
Always running amok

[Chorus]
f*ck you talkin' 'bout shows
When you gettin' paid like a hundred dollars
I look better than you
Your sis, and your f*ckin' mama
Makin' money all day, non-stop
Gettin' f*ckin' commas
I ain't with no games, no hoes, no f*ckin' drama
f*ck you talkin' 'bout shows
When you gettin' paid like a hundred dollars
I look better than you
Your sis, and your f*ckin' mama
Makin' money all day, non-stop
Gettin' f*ckin' commas
I ain't with no games, no hoes, no f*ckin' drama

[Verse 3]
Be up in these b*tches' faces, all I see is hate
I guess it time to get these bingies eatin' off my plate
And make about a mil, we're just a G away
I'll go the Gia way, Angelina J
I don't need a date, I just need some cake
Fifteen hundred, two thou' just to see Quay
Better sign a check, or direct deposit
Send me all my f*ckin' money to buy a closet
Need-need to buy a dress, need-need to buy some shoes
Need-need to buy martini glasses just to drink booze
And sit lovely, live comfortably
So all you bummy-ass b*tches can't come for me
'Cause I'm a f*ckin' boss
f*ck with me, of course
And you would never catch me steppin' 'cause I'm always sauce
And you would never catch me steppin' 'cause I'm always sauce
And you would never catch me steppin' 'cause I'm always sauce


[Chorus]
f*ck you talkin' 'bout shows
When you gettin' paid like a hundred dollars?
I look better than you
Your sis, and your f*ckin' mama
Makin' money all day, non-stop
Gettin' f*ckin' commas
I ain't with no games, no hoes, no f*ckin' drama
f*ck you talkin' 'bout shows
When you gettin' paid like a hundred dollars?
I look better than you
Your sis, and your f*ckin' mama
Makin' money all day, non-stop
Gettin' f*ckin' commas
I ain't with no games, no hoes, no f*ckin' drama

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