Mrs. International
Lyrics
Fuck that! I'm about to be Miss International up in this bitch!
Well, fuck that! I'm about to be Miss International, too!
Wait a minute, bitch! Ain't you too big to be Ms. International?
Wait, hold up, I know this Diet Dr. Pepper drinking bitch ain't tryin' to play me!
Fuckin' little skinny ass hoe!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, y'all stop that shit! Y'all cut that shit out!
Where y'all think y'all at, the Flavor of Love?
And you, put that fuckin' cigarette down, please, that shit stink!
Now, all y'all bitches is beautiful, international
Oh, he must be talking to you, 'cause I know this nigga didn't just call me no bitch!
Yeah, he said bitches
Yeah, I said bitches don't look at her, look at me!
Now, whether you fat, skinny, black, white, crippled
One titty to the left, all y'all women is beautiful!
You international, baby! Now let's go out here and give these people a show!
Y'all ready? I said are y'all bitches I mean, y'all women ready?
Yeah, daddy, I'm with that
Let's go
Let's get this show on the road
Aight then, baby, let's go!
Writer(s): John Atkins, Anthony Best, John Hill, Reggie Noble, Erick Sermon, Clifford Smith
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, DELLA MUSIC PUBLISHING, LLC
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