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lirik lagu lia y2k - #my name

[verse 1: lia y2k]
i want designer bags, luxury
paper gangsta, k!ll the beat
walking fashion, like britney
he go r~t~rded when i suck that d
all these boys wanna touch me (uh)
they all wanna feel me (uh)
they all wanna f~ck me
might let him hit it from the back if he good to me (uh)

[chorus: lia y2k]
my name is your religion
my name they all obsessing
my name, no competition
my name their new religion
my name they shout in rhythm
my name, their main obsession
my name, no competition
my name their nеw religion

[verse 2: mika montag]
jealous, i guess of thе icons
these hoes can’t take when i go blonde
m~i~k~a and y2k
talkin’ ’bout “it’s ma’am”
thought you were gay
old bra’s can’t fit my new tits in
old broads ain’t been hot since nixon
i’m tight, p~ssy barely fit the d~cks in
grey goose to the dome i ain’t mixin’
lia just puffed and passed the chronic
we don’t share blunts if you’re not in our clique
you scroll and you cl!ck
bookmark every fit
wanna be just like the dolls, iconic
[verse 3: genie johanson]
speak bad on my name tongue, turn to dust
genie against the whole team, i don’t give a f~ck
poke my ass out, tell the b~tch, “pucker up”
bar for bar and i promise i’ma f~ck her up
send him what i want and i tell him pay for it
my body bang b~tch, yeah, i had to pay for it
queen title only fair i was made for it
to rub my lamp, all the boys go and pray for it
been that b~tch since i dropped miss disaster
b~tches trash, b~tches mad, i’m past her
she got verses memorized like a pastor
her man on my tail and i told him, “f~ck me faster”
with my b~tches and we smoking on sativa
yeah, my name take you higher like mika
b~tch, my name get ’em hot like lia
smoke a b~tch with a thirty second feature

[verse 4: the tease]
hi b~tch, yes, i’m the tease
it’s really nice to meet
i’m the hottest f~g, since freddy mercury
i party, 365, it’s tatted on my arm
i’m walking 9/11, so trade, better stay alarmed
i go to punk shows to watch bis~xuals mosh
if he got cte, trust, i’m gonna make him bust
oh, he got a girlfriend, i don’t give a f~ck
if he’s really yours then why he feeling on my b~tt?
[verse 5: britney keimel]
brit comin’ through s~xy
turn me on and get me real f~ckin’ wet, see
w~w~w~wet, see, w~w~w~wet (uh)
real c~nt, real fish, and i love to smoke
in the back of the club, i be huffin’ dope
you know my name is an obsession
the girls love me like i’m a religion
l!ck you up and down, cater to you like i’m destiny
but don’t touch this
broke b~tch betta know you can’t touch this
grab the weed, i got the bag
videotape me, smack my ass
pop my cherry, the name’s britney
every time i’m ’round the feelings so deadly

[verse 6: lia y2k]
put the kitty on drive, let it roar out
makin’ sure they know my name now
lia b~tch, and you b~tches know what’s up
pull up with the crew adam, genie, brit, and montag
you do it good, but i do it the best
what’s up? your man, he lookin’ kinda zest
pop quiz and you b~tches wanna test
lemme put you in your place, i really am that b~tch
city shut down, got everybody f~cked up
ten star b~tch, so you know i’m goin’ all out
never out of bars and my flow stay stocked up
p~ssy so wild, it gotta be locked up
power in my music and the city’s in my hands now
pull up with the foreign, leave ’em b~tches with their hands down
no shade, but that fit lookin’ worn out
pen on fire to keep my disses cut deep, ho
[chorus: lia y2k]
my name, my name, religion
my name, my name, obsessin’
my name, my name, competition
my name, my name, religion
my name, my name, religion
my name, my name, obsessin’
my name, my name, competition
my name, my name, religion

[outro: lia y2k & mika montag]
(i want designer bags, luxury)
(walking fashion, like britney)
(all these boys wanna touch me)
if you’re like me, and
well, honestly none of you are like me
(they all wanna f~ck me)

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