Lemon Pepper Lyrics

JT

City Cinderella

Lyrics to Lemon Pepper
(Extra lemon pepper on my wings, ho)
(I ain't got no rapper bitches on no sing, ho)
I ain't got no rapper bitches
I ain't got no rapper bitches

Got it all on the night, bitch, I'm showin' out (Yeah)
Filthy ass bitch, keep my name out your mouth (Dirty ho)
I'm the pretty one and you just look okay
Ask him for a bag and his reply is always, "Okay"
Bitches play they part just to suck the same dick as me
He tell a white lie, I make that nigga cop another key
I was bad as fuck at school and, bitch, I'm still bad (I'm still bad)
JT, convicted felon, and I'm still on they ass
These Rick Owens, boo, these ain't prison pants (Prison pants)
If the bag big enough, he get a second chance
Smokin' on some shit, smell like a bitch floppin' down
Used to be the shit, look at that bitch floppin' now

Extra lemon pepper on my wings, ho
I ain't got no rapper bitches on no sing, ho
I'm in a relationship, lookin' real single
Big titties slippin' out, yeah, it's givin' freak ho (Ow)

Pink and purple, new diamonds
Got my wrist frostbit (Ice)
He ate my pussy on the yacht
Now, bitch, he sick (What up?)
JT tear the club up
Just like I'm three-six
Like a blocker, that re-rock
He gon' wanna remix
I'ma shake my dunk
Valentino pumps
I'm the one, but he love my ass
Fat professor clumps
On my Queen Bee shit
He in love and he drunk
I'm a Dade County bitch
I shoot dice and play tongue

Got it all on the night, bitch, I'm showin' out
Filthy ass bitch, keep my name out your mouth
I'm the pretty one and you just look okay
Ask him for a bag and his reply is always, "Okay"
Bitches play they part just to suck the same dick as me
He tell a white lie, I make that nigga cop another key
I was bad as fuck at school and, bitch, I'm still bad
JT, convicted felon, and I'm still on they ass

Extra lemon pepper on my wings, ho
I ain't got no rapper bitches on no sing, ho (What up?)
I'm in a relationship, lookin' real single
Big titties slippin' out, yeah, it's givin' freak ho (Yeah, ow)

Barely got your first Chanel, yo' coochie ready trash
Like, bitch, you dog shit ugly, that's why you eating niggas' ass (Ew)
I'm in Givenchy boots, calf skin on my calves (Ow)
My nigga keep complaining, like, "Bitch, cover up that ass"
I can't help it though, hood bitch, order me a number (Survive)
I can Popeyes on them PJ's, then I'll put another
Exotic pop, tweenies, double D titties, I stash his block (Yeah)
Dusty bitches tryna funk with me, can't even afford a chop (Nah)
Got folded in your clothes while you was in them, then you caught the cops
You from whatever, nigga, you fuckin' at the time (I ain't blind)
But the baddest bitch throwin' up beats (Woah)
This Bottega AG (Banana)
I'm pretty in real life, huh, like I'm JT (Stunna)

Got it all on the night, bitch, I'm showin' out
Filthy ass bitch, keep my name out your mouth
I'm the pretty one and you just look okay
Ask him for a bag and his reply is always, "Okay"
Bitches play they part just to suck the same dick as me
He tell a white lie, I make that nigga cop another key
I was bad as fuck at school and, bitch, I'm still bad
JT, convicted felon, and I'm still on they ass

Extra lemon pepper on my wings, ho
I ain't got no rapper bitches on no sing, ho
I'm in a relationship, lookin' real single
Big titties slippin' out, yeah, it's givin' freak ho (Ow)