Flawless Brooke Candy (Ft. Alex Black & Closet Boy)

This bitch be flawless
Heart candy polish
This bitch be flawless
Heart candy polish
‘cause she’s fresh to death
And she’s lookin’ like a slut tonight
‘Cause she’s living in a cruel world
[?] slipper on her feet tonight

Hold up, hold up, yo let me speak
Known in my hood as the freaky-freak
Yeah, i’m fresh to death
‘Cause I do it like that
Better back off ‘cause I speak with a bat
[?] a whole lotta [?]
All the boys tell me it’s the super bowl
Rock your goodies like a piece of meat
Princеss bitch, so kiss my feet
Red bottoms, [?]
Risky business, underwеar
Dollar, dollar bill
Yeah, make your money
Boss bitch, don’t try nothin’ funny
Don’t try nothin’ funny
I said this ain’t even funny
Don’t try nothin’ funny
I said this ain’t funny