Black Popstar Rapsody (Ft. DIXSON)

[Intro]
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[Verse 1: Rapsody]
Oh, no! Here I go—yo, yo
Got a attitude—snapback
Never like to show that side
So I try to let it ride like a ol' school Pontiac
Saw what you said, but I'm focused on the bread
Shoppin' sprees make me feel better—I ain't mad
Overnight stays when I go see my babe
Gotta put the lingerie in a duffle bag
Added on more like I ain't got baggage already
Yeah, yeah, I'ma hurt my back
E never lied, Badu on my ride
Got a lot on my mind like her double hat
Did it anyway, like, "Chick, you okay?
You be doin' dumb things—you a dingbat"
Adam live in theory; you just added to the query
I be thinkin' like Jazmine—the ho's back
People get mad; they be laughin'—kiss my ass
Nah, nah, mm, mm, I don't do crack
Been drug through the mud tryna show a little love
Like Ty money sign—they don't sing back
Marian Jones; I coulda ran rap
Hmm, they asked for they ring back
But when they kill us in the street, bang-bang wit' the heat
What? Rap who they ask back (Where is she at?)