Scarlet (2023)

• Paint The Town Red
• Demons
• Wet Vagina
• Fuck The Girls (FTG)
• Ouchies
• 97
• Gun
• Go Off
• Shutcho
• Agora Hills
• Can't Wait
• Often
• Love Life
• Skull And Bones
• Attention
• Balut
• WYM Freestyle
• ACKNOWLEDGE ME (CLAUDE Bonus Track)
• DISRESPECTFUL (CLAUDE Bonus Track)
• URRRGE!!!!!!!!!! (CLAUDE Bonus Track)
• OKLOSER (CLAUDE Bonus Track)
• MASC (CLAUDE Bonus Track)
• PISS (CLAUDE Bonus Track)
• HEADHIGH (CLAUDE Bonus Track) 

Paint The Town Red lyrics - Doja Cat

Walk on by

Walk on by

Walk on by

Walk on by

Yeah, bitch, I said what I said

I'd rather be famous instead

I let all that get to my head

I don't care, I paint the town red

Bitch, I said what I said

I'd rather be famous instead

I let all that get to my head

I don't care, I paint the town red

Mm, she the devil

She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel

She put her foot to the pedal

It'll take a whole lot for me to settle

Mm, she the devil

She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel

She put her foot to the pedal

It'll take a whole lot for me to settle

Yeah, yeah

Said, my happiness is all of your misery

I put good dick all in my kidneys

This Margiel' don't come with no jealousy

My illness don't come with no remedy

I am so much fun without Hennessy

They just want my love and my energy

You can't talk no shit without penalties

Bitch, I'm in your shit if you send for me

I'm goin' to glow up one more time

Trust me, I have magical foresight

You gon' see me sleepin' in courtside

You gon' see me eatin' ten more times

Ugh, you can't take that bitch nowhere

Ugh, I look better with no hair

Ugh, ain't no sign, I can smoke here

Ugh, give me the chance and I'll go there (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, bitch, I said what I said

I'd rather be famous instead

I let all that get to my head

I don't care, I paint the town red

Bitch, I said what I said

I'd rather be famous instead

I let all that get to my head

I don't care, I paint the town red

Mm, she the devil

She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel

She put her foot to the pedal

It'll take a whole lot for me to settle

Mm, she the devil

She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel

She put her foot to the pedal

It'll take a whole lot for me to settle

Yeah, yeah

Said pop make money, now you try, bitch

You could use a revamp with a new vibe, sis

I don't need a big feature or a new sidekick

I don't need a new fan 'cause my boo like it

I don't need to wear a wig to make you like it

I'm a two-time bitch, you ain't knew I'd win?

Throw a shot, like you tryna have a food fight, then

All my opps waitin' for me to be you, I bet

Said, I got drive, I don't need a car

Money really all that we fiendin' for

I'm doin' things they ain't seen before

Fans ain't dumb but extremists are

I'm a demon, Lord

Fall off what? I ain't seen the horse

Called your bluff, better cite the source

Fame ain't somethin' that I need no more

'Cause, bitch, I said what I said

I'd rather be famous instead

I let all that get to my head

I don't care, I paint the town red

Bitch, I said what I said

I'd rather be famous instead

I let all that get to my head

I don't care, I paint the town red

Mm, she the devil

She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel

She put her foot to the pedal

It'll take a whole lot for me to settle

Mm, she the devil

She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel

She put her foot to the pedal

It'll take a whole lot for me to settle

Walk on by

Walk on by

Walk on by

Walk on by

Demons lyrics - Doja Cat

(d.a. got that dope)

(Ha-ha-ha-ha) Yeah, ayy

Yeah, ayy

How my demons look (How your demons)

Now that my pocket's full? (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy)

How my demons look (Ayy, yeah)

Now that you bitches shook? (Bitch)

Yeah, how my demons look (Ayy, yeah)

Now that my pocket's full? (Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah)

How my demons look (Bitch, ayy)

Yeah, now that you bitches shook?

I am on to bigger things

I just bought a limousine (A limousine)

You live like me in your dreams (Yes, you do)

I just quit the nicotine (I did)

If you throwin' dick at me (Do it, nigga)

That shit should be big at least (Do it, nigga)

Nigga, I'ma bring the heat

I'ma bring the cold (The cold)

You should bring your skis (Brr)

I'm a fuckin' queen (Queen)

I am expeditiously (See it, bitch)

Are you off a key? (You off a key?)

I would never let you in my V.I.P

We are enemies, we are foes

Who are you and what are those?

You are gross

Percocet got you playing with your nose

Yeah, ayy

How my demons look (How your demons)

Now that my pocket's full? (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy)

How my demons look (Ayy, yeah)

Now that you bitches shook? (Bitch)

Yeah, how my demons look (Ayy, yeah)

Now that my pocket's full? (Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah)

How my demons look (Bitch, ayy)

Yeah, now that you bitches shook?

I'm a puppet, I'm a sheep, I'm a cash cow

I'm the fastest-growing bitch on all your apps now

You are tired of me 'cause I'm on your ass now

You are mad at me 'cause I am all they slap now

I can nap now

Lots of people that were sleeping say I rap now

Lots of people's hopes and dreams are finally trashed now

Lots of people say they met me in the past now

I done took the spotlight and made 'em black out

I done took the whole dick and blew my back out

I just swallowed all his kids and spit the class out

I take the trash out, mm

I'm finna cash out, uh

Bitch, do not pass out

Yeah, ayy

How my demons look (How your demons)

Now that my pocket's full? (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy)

How my demons look (Ayy, yeah)

Now that you bitches shook? (Bitch)

Yeah, how my demons look (Ayy, yeah)

Now that my pocket's full? (Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah)

How my demons look (Bitch, ayy)

Yeah, now that you bitches shook?

Wet Vagina lyrics - Doja Cat

Move out the way 'cause here come giants

Move like a goat 'cause bitches lion

Rick Owens fuck wit' new fine china

I bring the drip wit' wet vagina

I bring the drip wit' wet (Bring the drip wit')

I bring the drip wit' wet vagina

I bring the drip wit' wet (Bring the drip wit')

I bring the drip wit' wet vagina

And I say that wit' my brand new chest

You ain't even got no muthafuckin' brand

I had to draw a long line in the sand

Now I see a lotta long lines at the venue

I just shut the block down, look at my estate

I just shut the Louie store down to be safe

I just shut the Gucci store down to be safe

I ain't even buy anything, then I left

I wanna have really, really, really rough sex

I been puttin' twenties in they titties on stage

Stroke it like he straight, but they think my nigga gay

We been makin' very many people upset, yeah

Move out the way 'cause here come giants

Move like a goat 'cause bitches lion

Rick Owens fuck wit' new fine china

I bring the drip wit' wet vagina

I bring the drip wit' wet (Bring the drip wit' wet)

I bring the drip wit' wet vagina

I bring the drip wit' wet (Bring the drip wit')

I bring the drip wit' wet vagina

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I live life like I got a cheat code

I don't shop anymore because I get free clothes

You can have a trophy, I no longer need those

You can have her, homie, shorty got an ego

Tell me why ol' shorty walkin' like she got a stick in her ass, and

Pretty face plastic, it's givin' Kardashian

Agent 47, yeah, I'm giving assassin

Kick me out the Met, but I really run fashion

All that stressin' 'bout me has been giving you acne

Pass the popcorn 'cause I really like rap beef

I got hot songs, that's why everyone at me

I don't get involved, but my bitches get nasty

Move out the way 'cause here come giants

Move like a goat 'cause bitches lion

Rick Owens fuck wit' new fine china

I bring the drip wit' wet vagina

I bring the drip wit' wet (Bring the drip wit' wet)

I bring the drip wit' wet vagina

I bring the drip wit' wet (Bring the drip wit')

I bring the drip wit' wet vagina

Fuck The Girls (FTG) lyrics - Doja Cat

Fuck the girls

They ain't wit' me, then they wit' me, so fuck the girls

I don't need 'em, I'm too pretty, so fuck the girls

Every region, every city, the whole damn world stay sayin' fuck the girls

Fuck the girls

They ain't wit' me, then they wit' me, so fuck the girls

I don't need 'em, I'm too pretty, so fuck the girls

Every region, every city, the whole damn world stay sayin' fuck the girls

Who dare ride my new Versace coattails?

You can't buy none that if it was wholesale

They wan' pull out cameras at hotels

Sell that shit for a dime, I pay they whole bills

You sold ten autographs for the utilities

Y'all take credit bypassing my abilities

You just here by proxy, you ain't feelin' me

Girls don't let girls live, but that ain't killing me

Now, fuck you, ho

You need a cookie 'cause you hatin', I could stuff you, ho

I'm just so grateful you a patron, I don't love you hoes

You worship everything you couldn't be, smokin' that regina

Becoming all that you shouldn't be

Fuck the girls

They ain't wit' me, then they wit' me, so fuck the girls

I don't need 'em, I'm too pretty, so fuck the girls

Every region, every city, the whole damn world stay sayin' fuck the girls

Fuck the girls

They ain't wit' me, then they wit' me, so fuck the girls

I don't need 'em, I'm too pretty, so fuck the girls

Every region, every city, the whole damn world stay sayin' fuck the girls

I said suck my dick, clit, tits, I'm yellin', "six-six-six"

I can't believe how bold, you think the line's that thin

I'm gettin' rich, rich, rich

How many lick, lick, licks

Is it gon' take to feel the barrel of my ...?

Now what the heck, darn frick, y'all want attention

Since when was y'all my bastard children? Go 'head and raise y'all self

Come get ya bad ass kids, no need to mention

I been sittin' on that thought for a minute, now I got time for a minute

I'm never poppin' no shit

I focus most on my craft, I stay on top of my shit

But y'all done got me convinced that I'm the popularist

That's why you watchin' my moves

So check the time on ya wrist, that's why my mama said

Fuck the girls

They ain't wit' me, then they wit' me, so fuck the girls

I don't need 'em, I'm too pretty, so fuck the girls

Every region, every city, the whole damn world stay sayin' fuck the girls

Fuck the girls

They ain't wit' me, then they wit' me, so fuck the girls

I don't need 'em, I'm too pretty, so fuck the girls

Every region, every city, the whole damn world stay sayin' fuck the girls

Ouchies lyrics - Doja Cat

Let me get it started, round one

Fight, round two, ice, round three, bye

Let me get it started, yeah, round one

Fight, round two, ice, round three, bye

OK

I don't mean to instigate

Y'all really phone it in with the music lately

I don't need another hit 'cause it's useless really

I ain't lookin' good? You hallucinating

Every time I hear 'em talk I assume they crazy

You could open up for me

Who are you? First lady?

Shut it down, mid-show tell 'em, "Fuck you, pay me"

That's a new Mercedes, I am graduating

Let me get it started, round one

Fight, round two, ice, round three, bye

Let me get it started, yeah, round one

Fight, round two, ice, round three, bye

Yeah, and it's so much ice

She wanna hit me, I said no Mike Tyson

In 2050 they won't know you, Otis

A hunnid billies, I'm the G.O.A.T., no Eilish

You full of Remi, now your face look tired

Use to be the baby ma, you Marten now

You gon' need another doc, can't talk me down

You better pick her up 'cause hoes brawlin' now, so come buck up

Let me get it started, round one

Fight, round two, ice, round three, bye

Let me get it started, round one

Fight, round two, ice, round three, bye

You crusty, musty, dusty bitches

Don't you ever

Ever

In your life

Come for me

97 lyrics - Doja Cat

Pull up in the '97 Benz (Baby, get up in it)

Sexy with that fire truck red (With the windows tinted)

Smokin' while I cruise through the valley (You so ignorant)

Looks like we don't give a shit (Looks like we don't give a shit)

Looks like we don't give a shit (Looks like we don't give a shit)

Looks like we don't give a shit (Looks like we don't give a shit)

Looks like we don't give a shit (Looks like we don't give a shit)

Looks like we don't give a shit (Looks like we don't give a—)

Yeah, I ain't got no skeletons in my luxury walk-in

They ain't know I'm innocent, baby, look who is talkin'

They ain't even ready spaghetti, baby, they sauceless

Speedin' through the city, we medicated the horses

You could hit up P.E.T.A., the paint on me make me gorgeous

I'ma take the geese and chinchilla coat on a walk and

Don't forget the cheetah print, speed up, come here, record it

If that shit ain't bleedin' and screamin' I do not want it

Take it back

Pull up in the '97 Benz (Baby, get up in it)

Sexy with that fire truck red (With the windows tinted)

Smokin' while I cruise through the valley (You so ignorant)

Looks like we don't give a (Looks like we don't give a shit)

Said looks like we don't give a shit (Looks like we don't give a shit)

Looks like we don't give a shit (Looks like we don't give a shit)

Looks like we don't give a shit (Looks like we don't give a shit)

Looks like we don't give a shit (Looks like we don't give a—)

Yeah, said if these are clothes, motherfucker, what are those?

You look like a butter face, butter body, butter toes

I put Can't Believe It on my early morning butter toast

Y'all cannot believe I'm not a fiend and that it wasn't coke

You look so uncomfortable

You could have a seat and several hundred mo'

Hop up off my D just like a bunny go

Hop up out the scene, and now they want it mo', I don't know

I like when they plead and beggin', "Please, now where the fuck is Doj'?"

Pull up and they smiley instead (Actin' stupid)

Like they wasn't tryin' to fight me in Threads ('Bout some music)

In a tweet that I'ma probably still stand by (I'm ruthless)

Keep ya money, funky bitch, 'cause I don't play about the (The rumors)

They gon' buy it, they gon' pirate, they gon' play it, they consume it

If you're scootin', let me know 'cause that's a comment, that's a view

And that's a ratin', that's some hatin', that's engagement, I could use and

I could teach y'all how to do this, but I'd much rather be cruisin'

Watch me pull up in the '97 Benz (Baby, get up in it)

Sexy with that fire truck red (With the windows tinted)

Smokin' while I cruise through the valley (You so ignorant)

Looks like we don't give a shit (Looks like we don't give a shit)

Looks like we don't give a shit (Looks like we don't give a shit)

Looks like we don't give a shit (Looks like we don't give a shit)

Yeah, looks like we don't give a shit (Looks like we don't give a shit)

Looks like we don't give a shit (Looks like we don't give a --)

Looks like we don't

'Cause we don't, motherfucker

That's 'cause we don't, little bitch

That's 'cause we don't

Gun lyrics - Doja Cat

Here's a new position from the front

Ain't gon' be no duckin' when ya bust

Baby, I know how to use a gun

I could make that dick go fuckin' grata tatata

Here's a new position from the front (From the front nah)

Ain't gon' be no fuckin' when ya bust (When ya buss down)

Baby, I know how to use a gun (When that gun down)

I could make that dick go fuckin' grata tatata

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I said James Dean

Let me in them jeans

Put me on yo' hip, and let me ride it till I cream

I just saw yo' girl, and now we gotta flee the scene

Hide it in my pussy like you hide it in yo' sleeve

G, G, I'ma fuckin' G

Take it like a thug and make you change your new white tee

Better bite the bullet, baby, take one for the team

Put this pussy on it till you wake up from yo' dream

If that shit not workin' you could fire her, nigga

Shoot it down my throat, but with a silencer, nigga

I know that she mad, but I don't vibe wit' her, nigga

If she talkin' shit, then I'ma silence her, nigga

Here's a new position from the front

Ain't gon' be no duckin' when ya bust

Baby, I know how to use a gun

I could make that dick go fuckin' grata tatata

Here's a new position from the front (From the front nah)

Ain't gon' be no duckin' when ya bust (When ya buss down)

Baby, I know how to use a gun (When that gun down)

I could make that dick go fuckin' grata tatata

Yeah, yeah, yeah, now assume new position, aye

I been cravin' chickens, keep a tool in the kitchen, aye

Stick it up me in the livin' room, here's ya ticket, aye

Jump on that machine, and load the turret, give 'em friction, aye

Cock it when I walk into the room, "Chk-chk"

Aim, fire, when he behind it go boom, let the trigga spray

When these local women wanna woo

It don't hit the same, trust me I am into pain

Whip it, I don't feel a thing

Let's try some new positions, baby

Here's a new position from the front (Front, fr-fr-front)

Ain't gon' be no duckin' when ya bust

Baby, I know how to use a gun

I could make that dick go fuckin' grata tatata

Here's a new position from the front (From the front nah)

Ain't gon' be no duckin' when ya bust (When ya buss down)

Baby, I know how to use a gun (When that gun down)

I could make that dick go fuckin' grata tatata

Go Off lyrics - Doja Cat

(Go off, and choke)

('Boutins, ice on)

Lil' mama, go off, let them gag and choke

With your Louboutins, put your new ice on

Get your bag, don't stop 'cause they won't shut up

Lil' mama, go off, lil' mama, go off

'Cause she might just pop, do not get it messed up

She that bitch in charge, she the real top dog

She gon' fuck shit up if your ass get smart

Lil' mama, go off, lil' mama, go off (Yeah, yeah)

She mixed the Fendi with the Shein, she don't slide in no DM

She don't let no one win, she see 'em when she see 'em

She fuck me and my friends, she like a big expense

Men are means to an end, so she don't let them in

She never been in love, don't tell her that you are

'Cause she gon' turn her cheek, and she gon' tell you "tuh"

She like it from the back 'cause she don't ever front

But when she hit the gas, the trunk is in the front

Lil' mama, go off

Lil' mama, go off, let them gag and choke

With your Louboutins, put your new ice on

Get your bag, don't stop 'cause they won't shut up

Lil' mama, go off, lil' mama, go off

'Cause she might just pop, do not get it messed up

She that bitch in charge, she the real top dog

She gon' fuck shit up if your ass get smart

Lil' mama, go off, lil' mama, go off

There she ride, yeah

There she go now

Yeah, she ride, yeah

Girl, let 'em know now (Yeah)

And they all call her Mommy, she don't mess with her body

She never need to judge me, she love to do Pilates

But she ain't always happy, but she know where to find me

She snap just like a Pocky, I put that all behind me

'Cause they get so inspired, she show up when she tired

She don't care if you famous, don't play or you get fired

Her taste is all acquired, she sing just like a choir

These bitches all admire, she buildin' her empire

Lil' mama, go off

(Go off, and choke)

('Boutins, ice on)

(Don't stop, shut up)

(Go off, go off)

'Cause she might just pop, do not get it messed up

She that bitch in charge, she the real top dog

She gon' fuck shit up if your ass get smart

Lil' mama, go off, lil' mama, go off

Shutcho lyrics - Doja Cat

I'm not in love

So don't forget it

I'm not in love

So don't forget it

Got a lot of things to be happy 'bout (Got a lot)

Run my check up while they run they mouth (While they runnin', yeah)

Got you cussin' on a Sunday now (Good lord)

Run my check up while they run they mouth (While they runnin', yeah)

(Run it up, run it up)

Shutcho, shutcho goofy ass up (Shut up, bitch)

(Run it up, run it up)

Shutcho, shut, shutcho dumb ass up (Quiet now)

(Run it up, run it up)

Shutcho, yeah, yeah, shutcho goofy ass up (Shut up, bitch)

(Run it up, run it up)

Shutcho, yeah, shutcho dumb ass up (Quiet now)

They say they want money (They say they want money)

All they do is run they mouth (But all they do is run they mouth)

I swear all they do is complain (All they do is complain)

Bet you thought that shit was funny now (Bet you thought that shit was funny now)

You thought you was doin' somethin' (You thought you was doin' somethin')

How you hatin' on the Lord's day? (How you hatin' on the Lord's day now?)

How you hatin' on a Sunday? (How you hatin' on a Sunday?)

Go and take a look at your account (Go and take a look at yours, yours)

Yeah

It's that weird swag (It's that weird)

Weird money, weird bitches, put me near that (Near that)

Prolly see her in her brand new hollyweird bag (Yeah)

Shawty red flag, put-you-to-the-test bag

Got good head up on her shoulders, hope this neck last (Yeah)

I'ma fall off when I want, they gon' respect that (Yeah)

Setbacks never stop me, let them get dragged (Yeah)

Get back, lil' ho, you don't know me like that

Ex-lax, they ain't shit, they need to check facts (Check, check)

Got a lot of things to be happy 'bout (Check, check, got a lot)

Run my check up while they run they mouth (Check, check, while they runnin', yeah)

Got you cussin' on a Sunday now (Got you cussin', good lord)

Run my check up while they run they mouth (Check, check, while they runnin', yeah)

(Run it up, run it up)

Shutcho, shutcho goofy ass up (Shut up, bitch)

(Run it up, run it up)

Shutcho, shut, shutcho dumb ass up (Quiet now)

(Run it up, run it up)

Shutcho, yeah, yeah, shutcho goofy ass up (Yeah, yeah, shut up, bitch)

(Run it up, run it up)

Shutcho, yeah, shutcho dumb ass up (Yeah, quiet now)

I'm a, I'm a, I'm a rich-body bitch, thick-body bitch

Y'all-gon'-make-me-sick body bitch, where's Roddy Ricch?

Put-you-in-a-box body bitch, get bodied, bitch

You-don't-wanna-talk body bitch, lips prolly zip

Stop-callin'-me-sis body bitch, we not a kin

You do not exist to me, miss, I'm not your friend

I'ma let 'em wish 'bout me, bitch, kiss 'bout me, bitch

Y'all be steady' dick-ridin', don't you piss on me, bitch

I just want my toes in the sand, one hunnid bands

Body lookin' real overseas, hips motherland

I can't even sit in my chair, zip up my pants

I did all the things I ain't need, I don't wanna dance, yeah

Got a lot of things to be happy 'bout (Happy 'bout, got a lot)

Run my check up while they run they mouth (Run my check up while they, while they runnin', yeah)

Got you cussin' on a Sunday now (On a Sunday, good lord)

Run my check up while they run they mouth (While they runnin', yeah)

(Run it up, run it up)

Shutcho, shutcho goofy ass up (Shut up, bitch)

(Run it up, run it up)

Shutcho, shut, shutcho dumb ass up (Quiet now)

(Run it up, run it up)

Shutcho, yeah, yeah, shutcho goofy ass up (Shut up, bitch)

(Run it up, run it up)

Shutcho, yeah, shutcho dumb ass up

Agora Hills lyrics - Doja Cat

Kissing and hope they caught us

Whether they like it or not

I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off

I wanna brag about it, I wanna tie the knot

I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off

I wanna show you, yeah, yeah

I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off

I wanna show you, yeah, yeah

I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off

I wanna show you

Hold my hand

You can hit while they watch, boy

So, 9:30?

I'll see you there

No, you hang up

You hang up

Some different about you

Love it when he hit and smack too

Baby, lemme lick on your tattoos

That's true, that I like PDA

Take you to a seedy place

Suck a little dick in the bathroom

Who that man with the big strong hands

On her ass in the club with the paps? Baby, that's you

Front-seat chillin' with the window down

I be ten toes down on the dash getting' fast food

Hope you can handle the heat

Put your name in the streets

Get used to my fans looking at you

Fuck what they heard, I don't fuck with them birds

I'm a mean kitty, don't get stabbed with the rat tooth

Boys be mad that I don't fuck incels

Girls hate too

Gun to their pigtail, I love you

I want a big chill, boy, don't trip

I'll split a big bill

Take you 'round the world

They don't have to understand

Rub it in their face

Put a rock on her hand

Baby, can you call me back? I miss you

It's so lonely in my mansion

Kissing and hope they caught us

Whether they like it or not

I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off

I wanna brag about it, I wanna tie the knot

I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off

I wanna show you, yeah, yeah

I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off

I wanna show you, yeah, yeah

I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off

I wanna show you

Hold my hand

You can hit while they watch, boy

Sorry, I was taking a sip of my root beer

'Cause love is pain but I need this shit

We fuck too good when the bean kicks in

Like Fortnite, I'ma need your skin

Don't give a fuck where the penis been

Boy, you're the one, you're the only man

Me and you on my OnlyFans

Holy cow, you're the Holy Trin

Hold me down, when a hole need dick

Be my security, it's your therapy

With you I ain't holding shit back

When I need my space, you give that

When he broke my heart, you fixed that

With a long walk on the beach

Love it when they honk-honk on the street

When they see us zoom by in the Jeep

We a whole damn joint, we an energy

Baby, we could just ride on our enemies

They all wanna know how you get to me

Let 'em feel how they feel and be Philistines

'Cause this type of love's the epitome

Said

Baby, you're literally capping to me right now

Like, why are you capping?

You just cap so hard, it's

I don't know what to do

Kissing and hope they caught us

Whether they like it or not

I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off

I wanna brag about it, I wanna tie the knot

I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off

I wanna show you, yeah, yeah

I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off

I wanna show you, yeah, yeah

I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off

I wanna show you

Hold my hand

You can hit while they watch, boy

Can't Wait lyrics - Doja Cat

All the things I do

All the plans I move

All the men I shoo

Boy, I can't wait to get next to you

I can't wait to get next to you

I can't wait to get next to you

Can't wait to get next to you

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah

Here's another one about you

Baby, I wanna gush about you

I wanna be the stubborn crust of barnacles upon you

If you were to become a Middle American farmer

I'd read up on every vegetable and harvest them around you

Not to be too much, but I am always me around you

But when you leave I'm moving very awkwardly without you

I have never met a man who gets it like you do

Precious as you are

You're cursing out your mirror

You're takin' it too far

You need to see it clearer

I've seen it all before

I wanna be there for you when the goings getting hard

When you're feelin' like the lowest thing that no one even wants

I wanna write you poetry, and jokes, and even songs

I hope this lasts forever, or at least till we a hundred

Please know how much I want this

All the things I do

All the plans I move

All the men I shoo

Boy, I can't wait to get next to you

I can't wait to get next to you

I can't wait to get next to you

Can't wait to get next to you

Yeah

And I wouldn't do this for no man

It's a understatement if I tell you you's important

I'm just tryna bring you drinks and assortments

Hot towels with a mocktail by the ocean

Top down with our ice shinin' like a snowman

Cook you a crab boil that reminds you of New Orleans

Don't give any time of day to these coke heads

We too busy getting experience and exploring

I wanna take you overseas

And stop by in Pari

And watch you taste the cheese

Take you to Buly and get you smellin' sweet

In love with you, je suis

I love you, mon chéri

And if you feel the need

To dip and take a breather

Just know that I will wait

Or that I'd never leave

I'm giving you space, giving you cover

Uh-huh

Giving you true love in abundance

Uh-huh

Giving and taking because we're not a fling

Giving me faith that it's not another

All the things I do

All the plans I move

All the men I shoo

Boy, I can't wait to get next to you

I can't wait to get next to you (I can't wait, no, I can't wait)

I can't wait to get next to you (Yeah, I can't wait, boy, I can't wait)

Can't wait to get next to you (No, I can't wait)

Can't wait

No, I

Often lyrics - Doja Cat

You must do this often

You must do this often

You must do this often

You must do this

Oh-oh-oh-oh, whoa

Baby, it's so telling

What you can do

It's a simple understanding

Between me and you

Oh, because

'Cause when you run your tongue up my thigh

I can't help but wonder, hmm, why?

You got so much more up yo sleeve

You wanna make sure I don't leave

I won't, and what is this now?

You must make your daddy so proud

Way you bump n' grindin' on me

You got more than something I need

You must do this often

Practice on me or perform

You must do this often

Because I really want more

You must do this often

Makin' my way to your door

You must do this

Oh-oh-oh-oh, whoa

I just wanna watch us again and over again

Superstar

Professional

You already read the room

I wanna do intervals

Let that soak in

'Cause when you run your tongue up my thigh

I can't help but wonder, hmm, why?

You got so much more up yo sleeve

You wanna make sure I don't leave

I won't, and what is this now?

You must make your daddy so proud

Way you bump n' grindin' on me

You got more than something I need

Love Life lyrics - Doja Cat

Yeah

I love it when my life's like this

I love it when my life's like this

I love it when my life's like this

I love it when my life's like this

Life's like this

Love it when my life's like this

I love it when my life's like this

When my life's like this

I love it when my life's like this

I said, "I love it when my life's like, yeah"

I love it when my life's like this

I love it when my ice look crisp

I love it when my clothes smell fresh

I love it when my fans speak French

I love it when they like my fits

I love it, how up high my tits now

I love the way my man throw dick

I love his lips

I love it when my friends call back

I love showin' them brand new tracks

I love roasting 'em all

And hearin' them all roast me back

Y'all never had no friends like that

I love it when my waist look small

And ass look fat

I love it when my fans ain't mad

When I look snatched

I love it when my mom cook food

She bake that mac

I love hearing the roar

When I go on the stage, on tour

They love when I embrace my flaws

I love it when they doin' the same

I love it when my fans love change

That's how we change the game

I love it when my life's like this

I love it when my life's like this

My life's like this

I love it when my life's like this

I love it when my life's like this

I love it when my life's like this

I love it when my life's like this

When my life's like this

I love it when my life's like this

I said, "I love it when my life's like"

When life's like this I'm thankful

Warm sun

Good vibrations

When life's like this, be grateful

One life

One chance

Take it

They love it when I write like this

I love it when my team feel strong

And them deals flowin' in

I love that they don't fight like that

'Cause everybody know how to act because we tight like this

Not all of them be getting along

I hope that I can ease some the stress

Can I chime in?

I know I been the root of the cause

I know I've had a temper before

But still y'all don't quit

I understand you want me to win

I understand how hard that you bend

I understand the cause and effect now

Like dog eat dog and cat eat fish

I understand the jungle we in

Now let me finish

We all gon' make mistakes and it's cool, I love how you grew

You offer me tools

That make my life feel simple

I know it, that you lovin' me down

Man, I love y'all big

And I love it when my life's like this

Yeah

I love it when my life's like this

I love it when my life's like this

My life's like this

I love it when my life's like this

I love it when my life's like this

Life's like this

I love it when my life's like this

I love it when my life's like this

When my life's like this

I love it when my life's like this

I said, "I love it when my life's like this"

When life's like this I'm thankful

Warm sun

Good vibrations

When life's like this, be grateful

One life

One chance

Take it

Skull And Bones lyrics - Doja Cat

It's cold

I mean really cold

But my blood is warm

Blood is warm

What's inside of me but skull and bones?

Ask the Lord

There's a price for yours

Price for yours

What's inside of me now but my soul?

The only thing that I sold was a record

The only thing I folded under was pressure

Can I say, I digress?

You the aggressor

Now y'all say, y'all impressed

I'm the successor

I don't need no intervention or one ya lectures

What's so hard to believe, what is the message?

Talented and I'm driven like you ain't ever seen

And that's why God blessed me you should respect Him

You need to mind your business, Helga Pataki

'Cause I'ma do something devilish if you "@" me

I might hit Woo for the kudu and get a back piece

You too high off that booboo to unpack me

When I arrive on set there ain't no holy water

But when I grind my set make sure to throw me waters

I'ma make it through twenty-seven, y'all superstitious

I'ma say jinx on my twenty-eighth when you owe me sodas

It's cold

I mean really cold

But my blood is warm

My blood is warm

What's inside of me but skull and bones?

Ask the Lord

There's a price for yours

Price for yours

What's inside of me now but my soul?

Yeah

Y'all been pushin' Satan this and Satan that

My fans is yellin', "'Least she rich," you need that pact

Lookin' like I got some things you hate I have

And trust me baby, God don't play with hate like that

So you gon' be real upset when he pick Cat

To be the one up on them charts all over the map

And you could keep on tellin' yourself it's all in my tats

And you could keep on addin' the numbers and doin' the math

I see y'all prepping for Doomsday

But that ain't San Andreas fault

And this ain't a movie

But I know y'all been livin' life like this is a school play

How red is them rubies?

You chokin', it's too late

I turn 'em to blue face, I run on a full tank

Can't nobody move me

Bitches cryin' with full face

That's animal cruelty

And I don't need to say it to 'em

I'ma let the paper talk, gotta elevate the bar

The worlds losin' faith 'cause it's cold

It's cold

I mean really cold

But my blood is warm

Blood is warm

What's inside of me but skull and bones?

Ask the Lord

There's a price for yours

Price for yours

What's inside of me now but my soul?

Attention lyrics - Doja Cat

Baby, if you like it, just reach out and pet it

This one doesn't bite, it doesn't get aggressive

Show you how to touch it, hold it like it's precious

It don't need your lovin', it just needs attention

Love me, it needs, it seeks affection (So sweet)

Hungry, it fiends attention (Help me)

It needs, it seeks affection (Baby)

Hungry (Yeah), it fiends (Yeah)

Look at me, look at me, you lookin'?

My taste good, but I just had to redirect my cookin'

I could've been an opener, I redirect the bookin'

I read it, all the comments sayin', "D, I'm really shooketh"

"D, you need to see a therapist, is you lookin?"

Yes, the one I got, they really are the best

Now I feel like I can see you bitches is depressed

I am not afraid to finally say shit with my chest

Lost a lil' weight, but I ain't never lost a tushy

Lookin' good, but now my bald head match my-

Lookin' good, but now they all sayin' that I'm ugly

Boo-hoo, my nigga, I ain't sad you won't fuck me

I'm sad that you really thought your ass was above me

You're lucky, 'cause I just paid your bill with a reply

I just made your money pile knee high

I just made your stats peak, now you got a blue check

Now you can afford to go and reinstall a new wig

Now you can afford to not be lousy, go and do shit

Talk your shit about me, I can easily disprove it, it's stupid

You follow me, but you don't really care about the music

Baby, if you like it, just reach out and pet it

This one doesn't bite, it doesn't get aggressive

Show you how to touch it, hold it like it's precious

It don't need your lovin', it just needs attention

Love me, it needs, it seeks affection (So sweet)

Hungry, it fiends attention (Help me)

It needs, it seeks affection (Baby)

Hungry, it fiends (Yeah)

Look at me, look at me, I'm naked

Vulnerability earned me a lot of bacon

I put a thong all in my ass and taught you how to shake it

I paid all my respect to those who taught me how to make it

And now I reap the benefits with no confrontation

Y'all fall into beef but that's another conversation

I'm sorry, but we all find it really entertainin'

'Cause we all wanna see them slip and fall right on their faces

And we all wanna be the one to see the devastation

Not be in it, but ain't the bad press good?

The disrespect's real, how this Patek look?

Pull out the checkbook, now why your neck crooked?

I never learn to superstar from a textbook

Talkin' 'bout she fallin' off, why she get booked?

Man, I been humble, I'm tired of all the deprecation

Just let me flex, bro, just let me pop shit?

"Why she think she Nicki M? She think she hot shit," hmm

I never gave a F, go stir the pot, bitch

I got y'all head all in the dirt just like an ostrich

Of course you bitches comparin' Doja to who the hottest

Baby, if you like it, just reach out and pet it

This one doesn't bite, it doesn't get aggressive

Show you how to touch it, hold it like it's precious

It don't need your lovin', it just needs attention

Love me, it needs, it seeks affection (So sweet)

Hungry, it fiends attention (Help me)

It needs, it seeks affection (Baby)

Hungry, it fiends

Balut lyrics - Doja Cat

Remember this girls, none of you can be first, but all of you can be next

Whoa, whoa

Ah, uh, yeah

Uh, wow, uh, yeah

Uh, wow, uh, yeah

It's like takin' candy from a baby

Uh, wow, uh, yeah

Uh, high, uh, live

Uh, yeah, uh, wow

It's like takin' candy from a— (Ride a, ride a)

Ride a coattail, this isn't my fourth meal

Dishes on my ass, still, I'm thicker than some oatmeal

Glass houses, I don't really like to keep my stones there

Oh, well, I'll buy another property for four mil'

Doorman said that you gon' have to leave your phones there

On a boat, yeah (Boat, yeah), it's really no fair (No fair)

The only problem that I have, and I'll be so real

I hit the stage and lose the crystals on my toenails (Yeah)

Make the ho kneel, she kill it like an O'Neil

Makin' more bills till I copped the mobile

Can't drive 'cause I really don't need to

Got some professionals, they're really nice people

Ah, uh, yeah

Uh, wow, uh, yeah

Uh, wow, uh, yeah

Uh, wow, uh, yeah

It's like takin' candy from a baby

Uh, wow, uh, yeah (Mm, yeah, huh)

Uh, wow, uh, yeah

Uh, wow, uh, wow (Said)

It's like takin' candy from a baby

So easy, so cheesy, so fresh

So queasy, so nauseous, so sick

Is it coke? Is it crack? Is it meth? (Is it?)

What the fuck do she put in them hits?

I'm the shit, you a real piece of shit

I am needed, you a real needy bitch

I'm competing, you are incompetent

You are fleeting 'cause you can't copy this

Copy this (Copy this), copy that (Copy that)

Every bitch that is here, copycat (Rawr)

Copy the greats, that's my number one strategy

But beware that you can't copy stats

Ah, uh, yeah

Uh, wow, uh, yeah

Uh, wow, uh, yeah

Uh, wow, uh, yeah

It's like takin' candy from a baby

Uh, wow, uh, yeah

Uh, high, uh, live

Uh, yeah, uh, wow

It's like takin' candy from a baby

WYM Freestyle lyrics - Doja Cat

Fuck this beat

Yeah, fuck it, mm, wait, uh (Fuck it)

Fuck it, mm, wait, uh (Fuck it)

Fuck it, mm, wait, uh (Fuck it)

Fuck this beat, mm, wait (Ah-ah)

Fuck it, mm, wait (Mm)

Fuck it, uh, wait, mm (Yeah)

Fuck it, ah

Fuck this beat (Fuck this beat)

Fuck this beat (Fuck this beat)

Fuck them drugs, fuck the club, fuck a speech (Fuck a speech)

Fuck up all them other albums on repeat (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em)

Fuck what y'all been sayin', I "ain't for the streets" (Okay)

What you mean? (Yeah) What you mean? (What you mean?)

What you really talkin' 'bout? I know you sneak (Know you sneak)

I was wakin' all these hoes up in my sleep (In my sleep)

I was cakin' while these hoes could barely eat (Eat)

Ain't no beef (Eat), ain't no sides (Sides)

Ain't no competition when they hear me slide (Slide, slide)

I'm a sell out all my seats to see me live (Live, live)

Was a sellout 'til I notice I got drive

Bitch, I get my life and it's giving (Yeah, it's giving)

Got a lifelong career, you make a living (Make a living)

I got a overflow of trophies, you ain't winning (You ain't winnin', bitch)

Got my body done, but look who's really sittin' now

Bitch, you must be kidding (Must be kidding)

Please be kidding (Please be kidding)

Got a overflow of growth, y'all bitches thinning (Ah, ah)

Always knew I was gon' change from the beginning (Yeah, yeah)

Always knew them claims was cap 'cause y'all be sinnin', ah, ah

I been washin' all you bitches, I be shitting, ah, ah

I been buyin' all these clothes that's in the fittings, ah, ah

Too much jewelry I take off when I be spitting, ah, ah

Hear that? Is you forgetting? Ah, ah

Bitch, fuck this beat (Stupid bitch)

Fuck this beat (Step on my toes)

Bitch (My toes)

Fuck this beat (Step on his feet, yeah)

Fuck it

Ay-yi, ay-yi-yi

Ay-yi, ay-yi-yi

Ay-yi

Haha, haha, ayy, yeah

ACKNOWLEDGE ME lyrics - Doja Cat

(Welcome to the camp)

I hide my face and run far away

I get crazy, angsty

When you get under my skin

The power it takes to make me cry that way (Mwah)

Baby, I hate me (Yeah)

When you get under my skin (When you, yeah)

Another glass, broke the other glass

Technically, it wasn't me, I'm sober now (Now)

You get all in a mood when it's overcast (Cast)

I get all in a mood when it's over cash (Yeah)

I'm over that (I'm over that), you notice that? (That)

Other couples be cussin' and fightin' over tabs

Baby, take another tab, come and hold my ass (Just hold me)

Don't you ever in your life call me "Doja Cat" (Nah)

I don't sign titties on my coffee dates (Nah)

I emptied out your motherfuckin' Coffee-Mate

I can show you crazy if you call me cray

I ate a pussy for you, don't you call me gay

You out here actin' like you sniffin' on some Carly Rae

Cartier on you, but you barkin' like you Cardi B (Yeah)

You ain't stupid, but you probably ain't as smart as me

I told the concierge to change the lock for the apartment key

I hide my face and run far away (My face)

I get crazy (Crazy), angsty

When you get under my skin

The power it takes to make me cry that way

Baby, I hate me

When you get under my skin (Yeah, hey, yeah, hey, yeah)

I stopped poutin' (Twin), I stopped cryin' (Ah)

The chef made breakfast, check the center island

DHL package came, I don't have to sign it

The toilet seats poppin' open when I walk by 'em

Put it to bed, close the black-outs

You wouldn't treat your mama like that in a Black house

Hats off to that, I can't cap now

Admit you hate seein' me with all them plaques now

Security around the clock, you gotta back down

And put the bag down, turn your ass 'round

Now that you got it front and center, face the facts now (Yeah)

This what you get for leavin' bitches in the background

Quote, bitches, end quote (Ah)

(Yeah, yeah, said, I)

I hide my face and run far away

I get crazy (Crazy), angsty (Angsty)

When you get under my skin

The power it takes to make me cry that way

Baby (Baby), I hate me (Hate me)

When you get under my skin (My skin)

DISRESPECTFUL lyrics - Doja Cat

The way you know what I want

The way they wish I wouldn't fall

The way you save me from them dogs

Baby, it's disrespectful

Baby, it's disrespectful

Baby, it's disrespectful

Baby, it's disrespectful (Yeah)

(Let's go, ah, yeah)

Yeah

Woah there, boy, don't go there, boy

Tell me how they 'posed to breathe with no air, boy

Okay, way you treat 'em ain't no fair, boy

They all wanna get a piece of them coattails, boy

Class act, put you in the business

Even in economy, I'm giving him the biscuit

Give 'em any task, any man here would risk it

For me, they ain't cuffin', that's imaginative figment

All disrespect, you ain't letting your foot off

I like it when they mad and we making they wood soft

Uh, yeah, he nice and he fine and he tall

But if I'm with him, I'm eventually finding flaws

What the heck it is, his smile and walk

He got experience and generously kind and soft

Sexy the way that he sensitive

Jealousy don't ever get the best of him

Thank God, 'cause

The way you know what I want

The way they wish I wouldn't fall

The way you save me from them dogs

Baby, it's disrespectful

Baby, it's disrespectful

Baby, it's disrespectful

Baby, it's disrespectful

All the ugly boys (Get rowdy)

All the pretty boys (Get rowdy)

All the skinny boys (Get rowdy)

All the big boys (Get rowdy)

All the rich boys (Get rowdy)

You a hustler (Get rowdy)

You ain't getting funds (Get rowdy)

I ain't kidding, boys, come on (Get rowdy)

URRRGE!!!!!!!!!! lyrics - Doja Cat (feat. A$AP Rocky)

Loced out, pistol grip in the trunk, stunt blunt

Got me doing some stupid shit, monkey bitches make me click

(Wanna fuck them kids, wanna fuck the world, wanna fuck them all, uh)

Yeah

Fuck them kids

Ain't got nice words for none of them kids

What you heard ain't what I said

You got snakes all in your camp

Yeah (Don't, don't)

Don't make me untie my durag (Don't, don't)

Don't make me send your ass to the gulag (Don't, don't)

Don't make me open up my new bag (New bag)

Don't make me eat it up like food stamps (Food stamps)

You ain't mad at me, that's hormones, bitch

Takin' beans out the bag like cornhole, bitch

Mask on face like Zorro

Fuckin' on dude lookin' like Antonio, bitch

Never sign nothin', who sold you those, bitch?

Let me build my portfolio, bitch

Gotta fight the urge

Fight the urge to talk my shit

Fight the urge to fuck your bitch

Fight the urge to keep gettin' rich

Fight the-

Fight, fight, fight the urge

Gotta fight the urge to keep gettin' rich, ah

Cross that line, it's a flat-line

And you out of time like a deadline

Somebody gon' bleed red wine

If a nigga step on my landmine

Hope my guys don't face (Fed time)

A renaissance God, I'm like Greg Hines

Speak my mind, it's another headline

This blood look orange, call him Dev Hynes (Woo)

I don't wear ESSENTIALS 'cause I'm quintessential

Influential on the instrumental

I'm intricate, the flow sentimental

I'm unconventional, the GRIM is mental

Yeah, I look like Thugnificent

Will someone tell the judge I'm innocent?

I peep how they tried to cancel him

Then resubscribe for the membership

Fight the urge, make them bite the curb

Might just strike a nerve

Not the type to wife a bird

I just might just buy a spur

So I can write your curse

Pop a nerve, I heard you like to swerve

Hahaha (Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve)

Gotta fight the urge

Fight the urge to talk my shit

Fight the urge to fuck your bitch

Fight the urge to keep gettin' rich

Fight the-

Fight, fight, fight the urge

Gotta fight the urge to keep gettin' rich, ah

Loced out, pistol grip in the trunk, stunt blunt

Got me doing some stupid shit, monkey bitches make me click

Loced out, pistol grip in the trunk, stunt blunt

Got me doing some stupid shit, monkey bitches make me click

OKLOSER lyrics - Doja Cat

I say okay, okay, loser (Okay, loser)

We go way, way back, I won't say, "Okay, boomer" (Okay, okay)

Ain't shit sweet, I brush my teeth, but still my tooth hurt (Still my tooth hurt, hey, hey)

You can not come to the cookout, get your hand up out the cooler (Cooler, bitch)

She was in my seat, I had to scooch her (I had to scooch her, I had to)

She was at her knees, I had to boot her (I had to boot her)

She just left the team like we ain't knew her (Like we ain't knew her, bitch)

She just left the team like, okay, loser

Yeah, yeah (Okay, loser)

I ain't all on my lonesome, they want me to loan some

I made a fortune, they can't let that go none

I'm doin' so much, that shit cost a shoulder

I don't blow it all on a VVS boulder

I put the verse in the motherfuckin' 'ace

I put the grr in they motherfuckin' top teeth

Rock on my hand make The Rock wanna rock me

Flock to the stands 'cause my opp always watchin'

I say okay, okay, loser (Okay, loser)

We go way, way back, I won't say, "Okay, boomer" (Okay, okay)

Ain't shit sweet, I brush my teeth, but still my tooth hurt (Still my tooth hurt, hey, hey)

You can not come to the cookout, get your hand up out the cooler (Cooler, bitch)

She was in my seat, I had to scooch her (I had to scooch her, I had to)

She was at her knees, I had to boot her (I had to boot her)

She just left the team like we ain't knew her (Like we ain't knew her, bitch)

She just left the team like, okay, loser

And I said loser, loser, loser

Why the fuck these bitches always comin' out the woodwork?

Don't know why she mad, 'cause, bitch, ain't nothin' I did to her

She just out here plottin' on my ass, I call her Stewart

She the lowest, she so down and out, I'll sue her

Grow the fuck up, act your age, you immature

Maybe one day, you gon' create some allure

Maybe one day, you'll be great and go on tour

Like me, hey

Okay, okay, loser (Okay, loser)

We go way, way back, I won't say, "Okay, boomer" (Okay, okay)

Ain't shit sweet, I brush my teeth, but still my tooth hurt (Still my tooth hurt, hey, hey)

You can not come to the cookout, get your hand up out the cooler (Cooler, bitch)

She was in my seat, I had to scooch her (I had to scooch her, I had to)

She was at her knees, I had to boot her (I had to boot her)

She just left the team like we ain't knew her (Like we ain't knew her, bitch)

She just left the team like, okay, loser

Okay, loser, ayy

Okay, okay (Loser)

Gon' leave me alone

Okay, okay (Loser)

You need me, I know

Okay, okay (Loser)

Ain't givin' you none

Okay, okay (Loser)

Gon' leave me alone

Okay, okay (Loser)

Gon' leave me alone

Okay, okay (Loser)

You need me, I know

Ain't givin' you none, none

MASC lyrics - Doja Cat (feat. Teezo Touchdown)

[Doja Cat:]

Boy, we way too grown

For this shit (Mm)

Boy, we way too grown

For this shit (Yeah)

I ain't havin' it (No), oh, you mad again ('Gain)

Don't you make me put you on the couch again ('Gain)

Don't you make me kick you out the house again (Again, again)

On your ass, I did have to get masculine (I did)

I ain't havin' it (No), oh, you mad again (Yeah)

Don't you make me put you on the couch again (I did)

Don't you make me kick you out the house again (Again, again)

On your ass, I did have to get masculine (I did)

Oh

Boy, we (Boy, we) way too grown (Too grown)

For this shit (For this), yeah (For this)

I gave you a heart that you can't keep (Keep)

You gave me the dick, then gave the dick without the D (D)

If I had one wish, it'd be to practice what I preach (Yeah)

If I had one wish, it'd be to keep this off IG (G)

Why you always dippin' into business about me? (Me)

Why you always wish I could be bitches I won't be? (Be)

Everybody doin' you so wrong and you a victim

Everybody doin' you like dances up on TikTok

Maybe, it's the dude in you that make you act so vicious

I don't need to prove to you that I am with my bitches (No, no)

We both really deadin' it, it's sleepin' with the fishes

Let's rewrite our story, 'cause I ain't that good with fiction (Mmm)

Boy, we (Boy, we) way too grown (Too grown)

For this shit (For this shit, oh)

Boy, we (Boy, we) way too grown (Too grown)

For this shit (For this shit)

[Teezo Touchdown:]

Look at me, I'm packing my stuff, I'm 'bout to leave

We breakin' up, you mean it this time, okay, so do I

Make sure I sweep, I don't wanna leave my charger and keys

My favorite cup, okay, enough to keep it G

I'm not that tough, I need your love, I need your touch

I need your time, I need your feet cuddlin' mine (Honey, I need)

I need your feet cuddlin' mine (Man, I need this shit)

I'm comin' to you man to man

Hopin' that you'll understand

I'm not perfect, I'ma make mistakes

I'll do anything if you stay

[Doja Cat:]

Boy, we way too grown

For this shit (Mm)

Boy, we way too grown

For this shit

PISS lyrics - Doja Cat

Oh, you found a pocket, oh, I've got a locket

And if I could just show you this docket

Then, we could go

We could get a profit

(AP, CashMoneyAP)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

All my diamonds look like piss (Yeah, yo)

You want that, so I want this (Yeah, yo)

Call the paps and get a pic, I keep passing on yo' bitch (Yeah, yo)

She want diamonds just like this, all my diamonds look like piss (Yeah, yo)

All my diamonds look like piss

All yo' boys look like the Backstreets

I just hit the roll, look like Mary-Kate and Ashley

He don't like no bats, but he busting on my back piece

Muscle in my clique, nigga, you ain't pushin' past me (Yeah, yeah)

All I see is long lines, money love me long time

All we got is face cards, you could put that on mine

Fit look like shit, nigga, wouldn't put that online

Bit how I dress, but you never got that co-sign

All my diamonds look like piss (Yeah, yo)

You want that, so I want this (All my, yeah, yo)

Call the paps and get a pic, I keep passing on yo' bitch (Yeah, yo)

She want diamonds just like this, all my diamonds look like piss (Yeah, yo)

All my diamonds look like piss

Yeah, you can't see me (Yeah), even through the management (Management)

You can't be me, you won't reap the benefits (Benefits)

Body mannequin (Yeah, ay), you know nun' 'bout fashion, bitch (Fashion, bitch)

These shenanigans, front row next to Janice sitting cute

Get the knee-high, get the boot, you ain't me and I ain't you

Gotta pee, I'm off the Goose (Yeah), getting cheese is all I do (Yeah)

All these females ride caboose, look like pee all on my jewels

I'ma teach 'em all the rules, monkey see, so monkey do

All my diamonds look like piss (Yeah, yo)

You want that, so I want this (Yeah, yo)

Call the paps and get a pic, I keep passing on yo' bitch (Yeah, yo)

She want diamonds just like this, all my diamonds look like piss (Yeah, yo)

All my diamonds look like piss

Don't nothing come to sleep on your dream

So, as much as you sleep and you get depressed and you stand around and

Just mope around about that shit

Cut that shit out, go after your dreams, you got this rap shit

You got this acting shit, you got all this shit in the bag, man

I believe in you

So, call me back, peace

HEADHIGH lyrics - Doja Cat

Now I hold my head high

Can you feel the head high?

Now I hold my head high

Can you feel the head high?

Now I hold my head high

Can you feel the head high?

Now I hold my head high

Can you feel the head high?

I'm so afraid to put you down

But when we're safe, we're all allowed

And I got a gift, I use my voice

But you can't hear amongst the noise

There's dirt around my neck, I'm blind

Now I don't have to hear them whine

It's nice

I got a mother, y'all got moms

And they love every fuckin' song

They help me hold my—

Now I hold my head high

Can you feel the head high?

Now I hold my head high

Can you feel the head high?

Now I hold my head high

Can you feel the head high?

Now I hold my head high

Can you feel the head high? (Yeah)

Fatherless, I do act so fatherless

Except that's not actin', actually, I lack some confidence

They draggin' my name through the web, they should call me Spider-Bitch

You got no designer, you gotta take care your mom and them

You work nine-to-fives and you still managin' to comment this?

Fuck is your problem, bitch? I know you ain't proud of this

Deep down, you just wish you didn't feel stuck in the life you live

Deep down, you got power to change the view they assigned you with

Lost faith in humanity, also lost some common sense

Also lost the motivation to begin to find the shit

I won't take it personally 'cause I get addicted as well

Hard to wish enemies well

That's how the internet feel

Hard to hold my—

Now I hold my head high (Hard to hold my head high)

Can you feel the head high? (Can you feel the head high?)

Now I hold my head high (Hard to hold my head high)

Can you feel the head high? (Can you feel the head high?)

Now I hold my head high (Hard to hold my head high)

Can you feel the head high? (Can you feel the head high?)

Now I hold my head high (Hard to hold my head high)

Can you feel the head high? (Can you feel the head high?)