[Intro: Cheerlebridee]
Five, six, seven, eight
[Chorus: Cheerlebridee]
Poof be gone, your makeup too strong
Please, get back, donut powder attack
Poof be gone, your makeup too strong
Poof, you can't be classy if your makeup ashy
(Kyle, you made that?)
[Verse 1: Yung Baby Tate]
P, double O to the IzzFF
Once they call the P to the O then I lizzeft
I don't fuck with cops or the SWAT, like an insect
But if this little piggy wanna top me then I'm with that
'Cause this little kitty got that meow meow meow (Meow)
Make a man tell his girl, "Ciao ciao ciao" (Bitch)
Then fly me out to Vеnice in canal, 'nal, 'nals
Put his Wock' in my water, screaming, "Baow, baow baow"
Whеre my dogs at?
Shorty face beat, I applaud that (Applaud that)
My shooters say, "Skeet", had to pause that (Yeah)
These bitches don't eat, they be starving, I'm all that
A bag of chips and a soda (Yeah)
Your face ashy like coke (Haha), bitch, damn the cola
[Chorus: Cheerlebridee & Yung Baby Tate]
Poof be gone (Bye), your makeup too strong (I make 'em trip)
Please (Hmm), get back, donut powder attack (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
Poof be gone, your makeup too strong (Okay)
Poof, you can't be classy if your makeup ashy
[Verse 2: Yvette]
I make these bitches go
Flexed on a hoe, bitch, I'm big bank (Yeah)
Run a nigga pockets, I ain't giving out no free play (On God)
I don't give a fuck about no he say or she say (At all)
I sleep good and get ate like a buffet bitch (Heavy, poof)
Blowing up my phone, bitch, you burning me up (Wassup, poof-poof)
Tryna post me on your socials, hoe, you pressing your luck (Uh-huh)
Don't compare me to these bitches that be gassing you up
I got a list of niggas waiting to be the next runner up (Yeah, poof)
I ain't lurking on no hoe that I don't like (Ugh, poof)
Shooters on call for the smoke, no, we don't fight (Boom, boom)
You can't go to war if you broke, better tread light (Yeah)
Take a bitch nigga and I made 'em give me head like (Hahaha)
[Chorus: Cheerlebridee & Yung Baby Tate]
Poof be gone (Bye), your makeup too strong
Please, get back (Bye), donut powder attack
Poof be gone (Ooh), your makeup too strong
Poof, you can't be classy if your makeup ashy
(I make these bitches go poof)
Poof be gone (Bye), your makeup too strong (I make 'em trip)
Please (Hmm), get back, donut powder attack (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
Poof be gone, your makeup too strong (I'm slick as fuck, I'm the truth)
Poof, you can't be classy if your makeup ashy (Yeah, yeah)
Five, six, seven, eight
[Chorus: Cheerlebridee]
Poof be gone, your makeup too strong
Please, get back, donut powder attack
Poof be gone, your makeup too strong
Poof, you can't be classy if your makeup ashy
(Kyle, you made that?)
[Verse 1: Yung Baby Tate]
P, double O to the IzzFF
Once they call the P to the O then I lizzeft
I don't fuck with cops or the SWAT, like an insect
But if this little piggy wanna top me then I'm with that
'Cause this little kitty got that meow meow meow (Meow)
Make a man tell his girl, "Ciao ciao ciao" (Bitch)
Then fly me out to Vеnice in canal, 'nal, 'nals
Put his Wock' in my water, screaming, "Baow, baow baow"
Whеre my dogs at?
Shorty face beat, I applaud that (Applaud that)
My shooters say, "Skeet", had to pause that (Yeah)
These bitches don't eat, they be starving, I'm all that
A bag of chips and a soda (Yeah)
Your face ashy like coke (Haha), bitch, damn the cola
[Chorus: Cheerlebridee & Yung Baby Tate]
Poof be gone (Bye), your makeup too strong (I make 'em trip)
Please (Hmm), get back, donut powder attack (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
Poof be gone, your makeup too strong (Okay)
Poof, you can't be classy if your makeup ashy
[Verse 2: Yvette]
I make these bitches go
Flexed on a hoe, bitch, I'm big bank (Yeah)
Run a nigga pockets, I ain't giving out no free play (On God)
I don't give a fuck about no he say or she say (At all)
I sleep good and get ate like a buffet bitch (Heavy, poof)
Blowing up my phone, bitch, you burning me up (Wassup, poof-poof)
Tryna post me on your socials, hoe, you pressing your luck (Uh-huh)
Don't compare me to these bitches that be gassing you up
I got a list of niggas waiting to be the next runner up (Yeah, poof)
I ain't lurking on no hoe that I don't like (Ugh, poof)
Shooters on call for the smoke, no, we don't fight (Boom, boom)
You can't go to war if you broke, better tread light (Yeah)
Take a bitch nigga and I made 'em give me head like (Hahaha)
[Chorus: Cheerlebridee & Yung Baby Tate]
Poof be gone (Bye), your makeup too strong
Please, get back (Bye), donut powder attack
Poof be gone (Ooh), your makeup too strong
Poof, you can't be classy if your makeup ashy
(I make these bitches go poof)
Poof be gone (Bye), your makeup too strong (I make 'em trip)
Please (Hmm), get back, donut powder attack (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
Poof be gone, your makeup too strong (I'm slick as fuck, I'm the truth)
Poof, you can't be classy if your makeup ashy (Yeah, yeah)
( KyleYouMadeThat, Yung Baby )
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