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Zara Bash - MADISON AVE Lyrics



Zara Bash - MADISON AVE Lyrics
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Just make sure you send my percentages
Circle the block and we spinning shit
Bitches be acting so innocent
I'm tryna f*ck Tommy Genesis
Out of water drip I'm giving you benefits
Uzi on me that bitch clear out the premises
Bash the reaper bitch I bully your nemesis
With ya bitch a nigga finna get intimate
Gimmie like 10 minutes bet I go dumb
Shorty be pressing me like where you from
I'm from where they sneak in the club with a gun
I'm from where they shooting before all the questions
So look if you playing bitch I'm not the one
Y'all on some other shit
With the mob cause we got a covenant
If you talk take you out like the government
They be paying the press not to publish it
You a pussy and all of yo homies is bitches
Your company's not a good supplement
But all of these industry niggas is snitches
I guess that I gotta put up with it all
New pack just in, lil something like Bieber
Ice on my neck, feel like a freezer
British lil bitch she show me her visa
Told me it's big she touching my heater
She down to f*ck whenever I need her
I get the guap, cheese, Velveeta
Running these laps, I need a breather
He ain't gone slide that nigga a tweeter
I be stuck like a fork
Popped a molly in New York
Buy new Patek when I'm bored
Overslept didn't go to court
Tuck a choppa in my shorts
You can't buy that shit you poor
F*ck this freak bitch out on tour
Buss it down you little whore
They look at my bro like control him
F*cked around and snuck the pole in
Up in the space bitch I'm floating
I get the cheese like a rodent
Crashing the whip but its stolen
Look at my neck shit is frozen
Pop me a 30 I'm rolling
I'm hoping that nobody notice
Tryna get a nut like a cashew
Shorty doing lines in the bathroom
Gang outside better not let us a catch you
Plus I'm already in a bad mood
Choppa get it popping like its tap shoes
Finally got lil shorty in the back room
Always wanna talk about a nigga's bad moves
Bitch shut up, I ain't ask you
I got dope don't need no friends
Bitch I'm upside on my ends
With two hoes they look like twins
I pull up they like who him
Pussy popping for her rent
Only time that shit gets spent
Roll a back up with the tints
Walk right in like f*ck the list
Walk right in like f*ck the list
Niggas always with the shits
Till they see what's on my hip right, right
Till they see what's on my hip
Niggas always with the shits
Walk right in like f*ck that
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Just make sure you send my percentages
Circle the block and we spinning shit
Bitches be acting so innocent
I'm tryna f*ck Tommy Genesis
Out of water drip I'm giving you benefits
Uzi on me that bitch clear out the premises
Bash the reaper bitch I bully your nemesis
With ya bitch a nigga finna get intimate
Gimmie like 10 minutes bet I go dumb
Shorty be pressing me like where you from
I'm from where they sneak in the club with a gun
I'm from where they shooting before all the questions
So look if you playing bitch I'm not the one
Y'all on some other shit
With the mob cause we got a covenant
If you talk take you out like the government
They be paying the press not to publish it
You a pussy and all of yo homies is bitches
Your company's not a good supplement
But all of these industry niggas is snitches
I guess that I gotta put up with it all
New pack just in, lil something like Bieber
Ice on my neck, feel like a freezer
British lil bitch she show me her visa
Told me it's big she touching my heater
She down to f*ck whenever I need her
I get the guap, cheese, Velveeta
Running these laps, I need a breather
He ain't gone slide that nigga a tweeter
I be stuck like a fork
Popped a molly in New York
Buy new Patek when I'm bored
Overslept didn't go to court
Tuck a choppa in my shorts
You can't buy that shit you poor
F*ck this freak bitch out on tour
Buss it down you little whore
They look at my bro like control him
F*cked around and snuck the pole in
Up in the space bitch I'm floating
I get the cheese like a rodent
Crashing the whip but its stolen
Look at my neck shit is frozen
Pop me a 30 I'm rolling
I'm hoping that nobody notice
Tryna get a nut like a cashew
Shorty doing lines in the bathroom
Gang outside better not let us a catch you
Plus I'm already in a bad mood
Choppa get it popping like its tap shoes
Finally got lil shorty in the back room
Always wanna talk about a nigga's bad moves
Bitch shut up, I ain't ask you
I got dope don't need no friends
Bitch I'm upside on my ends
With two hoes they look like twins
I pull up they like who him
Pussy popping for her rent
Only time that shit gets spent
Roll a back up with the tints
Walk right in like f*ck the list
Walk right in like f*ck the list
Niggas always with the shits
Till they see what's on my hip right, right
Till they see what's on my hip
Niggas always with the shits
Walk right in like f*ck that
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Writer: Torrence Williams
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Performed By: Zara Bash
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Torrence Williams

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