Nonchalant I'm so aloof
Sip champagne all day, its brut
Your boyfriend, he think I'm cute
Thats why he gave you the boot
I come through bitches say mood
Pardon me, yes you're excused
I'm a vibe and I'm a muse
Think I'm worried bout you?
Then I'm amused
These bitches, they be confused
They're not equipped with the tools
Spend all day clocking my moves
Couldn't last one in my shoes
Every time I'm in the booth
I go dumb, I blow a fuse
Don't ask me if I write my rhymes
Can't nobody but me speak my mind
Don't ask me if I write my raps
I make hits and my shit slap
That's no cap thats Snapple facts
I come through and I'm looking like a B.A.P.
I read a bitch like she's scholastic
I get the bag, is it paper or plastic?
I make it stretch like the money elastic
Make it flip like I'm doing gymnastics
Everything I speak is the truth
Everything I do make the news
Every time I step in the booth
Kill the beat and the producer
Bitch don't get it misconstrued
I don't Cher bitch this ain't Clueless
Tell 'em it's Papa season (Hey)
Tell 'em it's Voncé season 2
Me and yo main bitch in kahoots
Putting this dick all in her glutes
She acute her legs obtuse
I made her ooze then I snooze in the pums
Knock one down who's next in the queue
Baby it's not me it's you
Fall in love bitch I refuse
Catch me on a cruise sipping booze with my boos
I got nothing left to prove
Come to the floss and get punched in ya tooth
Saw ya little youtube vid, that's cute
That ain't nothing new we get views like Fuse
Flint water my drink polluted
And my bank account gratuitous
And you know that tip included
Here's a tip, stay out the studio
And I make money maneuvers
I get top in the back of the Uber
All my pieces get approved
But I do not need your approval
I get bitches, I get poodles
I get f*cking labradoodles
Call me Papa Dr. Seuss cause that bitch yo bitch
She my new bitch
Everything I speak is the truth
Everything I do make the news
Every time I step in the booth
Kill the beat and the producer
Bitch don't get it misconstrued
I don't Cher bitch this ain't Clueless
Tell 'em it's Papa season (Hey)
Tell 'em it's Voncé season 2
VONCÉ - Truth (feat. Papa Naj) Lyrics
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Nonchalant I'm so aloof
Sip champagne all day, its brut
Your boyfriend, he think I'm cute
Thats why he gave you the boot
I come through bitches say mood
Pardon me, yes you're excused
I'm a vibe and I'm a muse
Think I'm worried bout you?
Then I'm amused
These bitches, they be confused
They're not equipped with the tools
Spend all day clocking my moves
Couldn't last one in my shoes
Every time I'm in the booth
I go dumb, I blow a fuse
Don't ask me if I write my rhymes
Can't nobody but me speak my mind
Don't ask me if I write my raps
I make hits and my shit slap
That's no cap thats Snapple facts
I come through and I'm looking like a B.A.P.
I read a bitch like she's scholastic
I get the bag, is it paper or plastic?
I make it stretch like the money elastic
Make it flip like I'm doing gymnastics
Everything I speak is the truth
Everything I do make the news
Every time I step in the booth
Kill the beat and the producer
Bitch don't get it misconstrued
I don't Cher bitch this ain't Clueless
Tell 'em it's Papa season (Hey)
Tell 'em it's Voncé season 2
Me and yo main bitch in kahoots
Putting this dick all in her glutes
She acute her legs obtuse
I made her ooze then I snooze in the pums
Knock one down who's next in the queue
Baby it's not me it's you
Fall in love bitch I refuse
Catch me on a cruise sipping booze with my boos
I got nothing left to prove
Come to the floss and get punched in ya tooth
Saw ya little youtube vid, that's cute
That ain't nothing new we get views like Fuse
Flint water my drink polluted
And my bank account gratuitous
And you know that tip included
Here's a tip, stay out the studio
And I make money maneuvers
I get top in the back of the Uber
All my pieces get approved
But I do not need your approval
I get bitches, I get poodles
I get f*cking labradoodles
Call me Papa Dr. Seuss cause that bitch yo bitch
She my new bitch
Everything I speak is the truth
Everything I do make the news
Every time I step in the booth
Kill the beat and the producer
Bitch don't get it misconstrued
I don't Cher bitch this ain't Clueless
Tell 'em it's Papa season (Hey)
Tell 'em it's Voncé season 2
Sip champagne all day, its brut
Your boyfriend, he think I'm cute
Thats why he gave you the boot
I come through bitches say mood
Pardon me, yes you're excused
I'm a vibe and I'm a muse
Think I'm worried bout you?
Then I'm amused
These bitches, they be confused
They're not equipped with the tools
Spend all day clocking my moves
Couldn't last one in my shoes
Every time I'm in the booth
I go dumb, I blow a fuse
Don't ask me if I write my rhymes
Can't nobody but me speak my mind
Don't ask me if I write my raps
I make hits and my shit slap
That's no cap thats Snapple facts
I come through and I'm looking like a B.A.P.
I read a bitch like she's scholastic
I get the bag, is it paper or plastic?
I make it stretch like the money elastic
Make it flip like I'm doing gymnastics
Everything I speak is the truth
Everything I do make the news
Every time I step in the booth
Kill the beat and the producer
Bitch don't get it misconstrued
I don't Cher bitch this ain't Clueless
Tell 'em it's Papa season (Hey)
Tell 'em it's Voncé season 2
Me and yo main bitch in kahoots
Putting this dick all in her glutes
She acute her legs obtuse
I made her ooze then I snooze in the pums
Knock one down who's next in the queue
Baby it's not me it's you
Fall in love bitch I refuse
Catch me on a cruise sipping booze with my boos
I got nothing left to prove
Come to the floss and get punched in ya tooth
Saw ya little youtube vid, that's cute
That ain't nothing new we get views like Fuse
Flint water my drink polluted
And my bank account gratuitous
And you know that tip included
Here's a tip, stay out the studio
And I make money maneuvers
I get top in the back of the Uber
All my pieces get approved
But I do not need your approval
I get bitches, I get poodles
I get f*cking labradoodles
Call me Papa Dr. Seuss cause that bitch yo bitch
She my new bitch
Everything I speak is the truth
Everything I do make the news
Every time I step in the booth
Kill the beat and the producer
Bitch don't get it misconstrued
I don't Cher bitch this ain't Clueless
Tell 'em it's Papa season (Hey)
Tell 'em it's Voncé season 2
Writer: Javonni Curmon, Najahwan Harris
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid