Nadine Velazquez - Belly Of The Bitch lyrics

Uh, you know what this is We want the riches Get you to business God is my witness Yeah Gimmie a rule and I'ma break it like a bone Knucklehead, thoroughbred, leader of the globe Bag a rude boy and skinny dip in his cologne The chocolate chick, lick me and leave me alone They wanted the monster home, I'm better off on my own Jill will never bow down to high up on the throne I'm thrillin 'em, uh, I'm killin 'em, uh I'm sendin' 'em home scarred up and broken hearted I don't wanna go to Sunday school I wanna get live on a Sunday wit my day one crew Sip a little drink, and get all up in my feelings Attitude heavy, got my mind on makin' millions If you want it, you can get it baby, nice and slow Make you beg for this sugar, I'm sweet and low I'm a product of the hood, the preacher's daughter Sinnin' since the beginnin', never losin' we winnin' It's a cold winter So you better bundle up I'm a go-getter I get the money all at once (that's right) Out here in the belly of the b*tch Times might be hard but we 'bout to be a hit It's a cold winter So you better bundle up I'm a go-getter I get the money all at once (that's right) Out here in the belly of the b*tch We always on the grind, it's time to get rich Bri get the money, Queens get the money Don't you ever just mistake me for some Playboys bunny I'm not your sweetheart, I'm book and street smart Valedictorian, my story is glorious Put the pen to the paper and release my gift You can catch me in Timbs or a skirt wit a slit The slick talker be amongst rich figures my clicks harder Pimps tryna get rich quick, this chic smarter Not the average broad, don't approach me wit your fraudulence Master of the ceremony, I control the audience Go from couture to that all black velour In some 54 eleven's, yeah I'm all that and more More money, more dudes, tryna holla at a scholar Not a push over ever, I'm a rider for my dollars If I do decide to bother, you just hit the lotto Brianna P Sex, I'm a hard act to follow It's a cold winter So you better bundle up I'm a go-getter I get the money all at once (that's right) Out here in the belly of the b*tch Times might be hard but we 'bout to be a hit It's a cold winter So you better bundle up I'm a go-getter I get the money all at once (that's right) Out here in the belly of the b*tch We always on the grind, it's time to get rich Competition I'm iller Than 5 mics the minimum Every rapper I'm killin 'em You all up in your feelin's and This cinnamon skin goddess is all about her dividends Try to keep me at rock bottom I show you who Xplicit is Viciousness Road to success all paved in rose gold The cold world spins, I heat it up like a stove My flow sicker than torture bang like 4/4's Foes who underestimate, they bow to my toes The crown is all mine, ain't no thorns in my roses God came to me and told me I'm the chosen Cold as winter snow, hotter than an explosion Volcano ambrosian, supreme being Feed the beast or unleash her hell, yeah Babylon From the streets to the suites, keep your cameras on Ain't no wins in my city of sin They don't want us up in the door, so we kickin' it in It's a cold winter So you better bundle up I'm a go-getter I get the money all at once (that's right) Out here in the belly of the b*tch Times might be hard but we 'bout to be a hit It's a cold winter So you better bundle up I'm a go-getter I get the money all at once (that's right) Out here in the belly of the b*tch We always on the grind, it's time to get rich