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Walking is an art, so is my body
Papi is a workaholic, I'm his little party
I'm Miss Parlor Tricks, sips of the Cardi
I can make you dope, sick from the naughtiness
He says who the best
You is
I'm glamorous, famous
Notorious, dangerous but you're crazy
I'm gonna leave you
He said you're not a real girl
You're like a cartoon
All caught up in this fame game
Yo good luck, good luck, good luck
May all the stars in the sky
Bow down to you
We're through
You gotta be smart and I'm a little smarty
Papi is a gangsta, I'm his little dolly
Party favor favorite of them all
He says baby doll is so sick, sick off your naughtiness
Let's go to Vegas, he say who the best
He said she is, she is but
Yo she crazy like in every single way
Like a hurricane
You gotta get out of the way
But she's hot and she's cold
And she's cool and she's bold
And she's full of rage like me
And I like the game yo
‘Cause I'm glamorous, I'm famous
Notorious, dangerous but I'm crazy yo
Glamorous, dangerous
Notorious famous but I'm crazy
He's gonna leave me
He wants a real girl
I'm like a cartoon
All caught up in this fame game
Yo good luck, good luck
He said we're through
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