NovaGalore - 11:29 (feat. The Girly) Lyrics

It's 11:29 when i'm making this song
He ain't let me take it off, he ate my cat thru the thong
We ain't talking if you aint, cashapping my phone
Take a look up in the sky, awl shit, its a drone
Uh, hollon, wait thats Nova
The BossLady, the mean bitch
With the big ole juicy booty
And she keep a clean whip
I'm the shit
But all you bitches boo-boo like dookie
Nigga wanna be my man, but his face on boogie
Earrings from tiffany, purse from Italy
F*ck i'm such a bad bitch, they should start whipping me
So addictive, girl yo boyfriend cannot stop licking me
Don't believe them rumors bout me, thats just a bunch of bigotry
Wait, why you lying? That shit weak
Bitch I'm climbing to my peak
He was at my house, licking my feet, every single week
You can call me rice crispy, I'm a f*cking treat
You done f*cked the whole damn team, damn yo pussy stink
It's 11:29
Body so crazy, I'm outta my mind
If you want these groceries, then get yo ass in line
You don't see him with me ho, so why you think he mine?
Wait, I'm running outta time
It's 11:29, tick-tock like a clock
Please don't waste my time, you gone get yo ass popped
And i'ma hypnotize you, when this pussy pop
Can you hit my line? Uh, i'd rather you not
It's 11:29, tick-tock like a clock
Please don't waste my time, you gone get yo ass popped
And i'ma hypnotize you, when this pussy pop
Can you hit my line? Uh, i'd rather you not, it's 11:29
So by 12PM, need that big Chanel, and that Largerfeld, nigga
Dior belt, nigga
How you felt, nigga?
Get you dealt, nigga
Boss-lady be on bullshit, and I be right with her
I'm Girly, bitches don't be ballin'
But these bitches is not Girly, or Barbie, or Princess
It ain't workin' out? Tell them bitches hit the bench press
Never reconcile with these hoes, this ain't Dipset
Dumb ass ho
Body so crazy, I'm outta my mind
If you want these groceries, then get yo ass in line
You don't see him with me ho, so why you think he mine?
Wait, I'm running outta time
It's 11:29