Lyrics Lola Monroe – Dark Red Lipstick

I’m back, I’m on ya
New black Madonna
You lack persona, you stacks up on a
Only do zeros when it’s plus comas

The queen and this bitch
All my diamonds royal blue
Taylor Gang, call me team I’m loyal to
Tell ’em bring the bodies out,
Bring the rear bottoms out
Ṗointin’ at them mad
I just pick an Allen now
Best believe I’m out here
Broke bitches hidin’ now
No really I’m what ya niggas fighting ’bout
Versace for the duffel,
Pardon if a muffle
But I’m a bad bitch,
Diamond covered muzzle
When all you hatin bitches
Always gonna struggle
I just do the loonies and
Then it coughing couple doubles

Motherfucker bitch hey
I’m getting too much money
When it gets cold I take my bitches where it’s sunny

Ah
Dark red lipstick on
6 inch pumps
I’m about to do me tonight

I’m like ini mini miny moe
Which one of ya’ll wanna get my bo
Better hit that ṗole
Then hit that floor
My shit so pump gotta hit that slow
Slow, slow, slow
You get that, I get the dough
Dough, dough, dough
I’ll get in and check that hoe
All these bitches scare you
But tell ’em that I said so
Beggin’ for a yes but tell em that I said no
Saint Laurent on her lips
Gold Rolley on her wrist
The ass thick enough
For the whole wide world to kiss
Fuck two lips, I’ll just switch to tulips
For my two lips
I’m a show you how to do this

Motherfucker bitch hey
I’m getting too much money
When it gets cold I take my bitches where it’s sunny

Ah
Dark red lipstick on
6 inch pumps
I’m about to do me tonight
Sitting on the passenger’s side
Let my best friend drive
We on one ’bout to get right
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
We on one
‘Bout to get right

Dark red lipstick on
6 inch pumps
I’m about to do me tonight
Sitting on the passenger’s side
Let my best friend drive
We on one ’bout to get right
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
We on one
‘Bout to get right
We on one
‘Bout to get right
We on one
‘Bout to get right
We on one
‘Bout to get right