RuPaul - Ultimate b**h Track (brad Mobley Mix) lyrics

Category is bring it to the runway Category is stars, statements and legends What category are you walking in? (Femme queen realness) Femme queen realness is in the house! (I’ve snatched before) And any other categories you are coming for (Butch queen realness) Butch queen realness, well honey You might have that one in the bag! Tens, tens, tens across the board! Hold that pose for me! DJ, start the music! Category is (Lookie here Listen up) Category is I’m the one, oh! Bring it to the runway (I’m the one, one, one) Runway, run-run-run-runway Bring it to the runway (I’m the one, one, one) Runway, run-run-run-runway Bring it to the runway (I’m the one, one, one) Runway, run-run-run-runway Bring it to the runway (I’m the one, one, one) Bring it to the runway Bring it to the, bring it to the Category is Hey girls my name’s Alaska I got a tiny little question to ask ya Who’s that b**h that’s on the top? Oh wait that’s me, hey Porkchop! You’re born naked and the rest is drag But your face just needs a paper bag Gimme a challenge and I’ll crush ya all Changing the game like my name’s RuPaul Line em up, front to back I’ll send them b**hes home like a heart attack Mess with me and you wind up in a casket I’m Dorothy you’re Toto get in the basket! I’ll read you down, beneath the ground Could you hold my purse while I snatch the crown Legacy, remember my name Cause you’re gonna see me hanging in the hall of fame! Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya Category is (Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya) Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya Category is (Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya) You’ve been read Bring it to the runway (I’m the one, one, one) Runway, run-run-run-runway Bring it to the runway (I’m the one, one, one) Runway, run-run-run-runway Bring it to the runway (I’m the one, one, one) Runway, run-run-run-runway Bring it to the runway (I’m the one, one, one) Bring it to the runway Bring it to the, bring it to the Category is Detox coming at you with the slow verse I’ma speed it up but had to shut it down first k**in’ b**hes so hard need a pink hearse I ain’t sayin’ I’m the best but I ain’t the worst You see me shinin’, I’m tryin’ to take this prime time I see you whinin’ and cryin’ take that to Lifetime So epic that it’s poetic I spit it on a dime On Reddit you look pathetic with that nursery rhyme You can’t stand me? I don’t blame you If Ru’s number one, I’m number two You disagree? Well that’s on you Eyes on the chalkboard, I’ll spell it out for you D to the E to the T to the O to the hold up… X Naomi Campbell lead these hoes to the crown, next! Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya Category is (Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya) Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya Category is (Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya) You’ve been read Bring it to the runway (I’m the one, one, one) Runway, run-run-run-runway Bring it to the runway (I’m the one, one, one) Runway, run-run-run-runway Bring it to the runway (I’m the one, one, one) Runway, run-run-run-runway Bring it to the runway (I’m the one, one, one) Bring it to the runway Bring it to the, bring it to the Category is Yekaterina Petrovna Zamolodchikova But your dad just calls me Katya I’m the bright red scare with the long blond hair Always keep em coming back for more You’re a basic a** hoe and it’s your time to go So b**h let me show you the door! Cause it’s me who’s getting laid, and I’m always getting paid The only high cla** Russian who*e I’m a scorching hot mess in a skin tight dress That’s a rash not a herpes sore! Lenin in the streets, Dostoyevsky in the sheets Baby, are you ready for this Cold War? Katya Zamo Lodchikova Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya Category is (Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya) Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya Category is (Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya) You’ve been read Bring it to the runway (I’m the one, one, one) Runway, run-run-run-runway Bring it to the runway (I’m the one, one, one) Runway, run-run-run-runway Bring it to the runway (I’m the one, one, one) Runway, run-run-run-runway Bring it to the runway (I’m the one, one, one) Bring it to the runway Bring it to the, bring it to the Category is I’m Roxxxy Andrews and I’m here to make it clear I know you love me baby that’s why you brought me here Was a b**h on season five I’m gonna make it right Give me a sewing challenge and I’ll give ya what ya like I’m full of tricks baby, just like I’m Halloween A room full of monsters and it makes me wanna scream I have to get this right So you don’t waste your time Not like my comedy, I’m k**ing on this rhyme I’m gonna show you what I can do You’re going crazy and seeing too It’s not my fault you can’t blame my game On these other hoes, but they’re all the same Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya Category is (Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya) Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya Category is (Wrote ya, told ya, now I, now I read ya) You’ve been read Ladies and gentlemen, for your consideration (I’m the one, one, one) Work, work! Yeah, you better snatch trophies honey! (I’m the one, one, one) You better snatch them trophies! (I’m the one, one, one) Are you here to snatch trophies? (I’m the one, one, one) Ok, hold that pose! Hold that pose for me! (I’m the one, one, one) Hold that pose for me! Category is Category is femme queen realness (Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I) Category is fish up in pumps (Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I) Category is category is the gift of giving (Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I) Category is catwalk realness, ladies and gentlemen What category are we on right now? (Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I) What category are we on right now? (Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I) What category are we on right now? (Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I) Wha-wha-wha-what category bring it! What category are we on right now? (Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I) What category are we on right now? (Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I) What category are we on right now? (Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I) Wha-wha-wha-what category bring it! Category is Sugary sweet confection Bad for your teeth Spicy, red-hot chocolatey I’m minty fresh but it ain’t for free (Listen up) Legendary queen from NYC Sa**y, never shady Cla**y, but I can still take it to the street So you know you better never try to come for me (I’m the one) Season nine, out the gate Finish line, no time to wait Ten queens down, only three to go And I’m laying b**hes out like dominoes Sasha reads books Shea turns looks Trinity crazy but off the hook But the number one queen is P-E-P-P-E-R (I’m the one) b**h you know the rest Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I (Bring it to the runway Runway, run-run-run-runway) Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I (Bring it to the runway Runway, run-run-run-runway) Category is Bright eyed and bushy browed Be the strange you wish to see in the world Sasha Velour relies on brains Beauty be damned, let monsters reign If you wanna join the revolution Innovate, that’s my solution Wear a crown… with gender Bend the rules, don’t surrender A thinking queen speaks to the heart She’s stranger than fiction, better than art I’m, I’m more true than real I’m a magical b**h darling, that’s how I feel (I’m the one) Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I (Tatata, tatata, tatata, boom!) Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I (Tatata, tatata, tatata, boom!) Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I (Tatata, tatata, tatata, boom!) Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I (Tatata, tatata, tatata, boom!) Category is Trintastic, plastic, injectable realness The body is here I’m the mother-tucker, what can I say? There can only be one and I’m feeling the fantasy (I’m the one) My name is Trinity and can’t you see I’ve got a lot of plastic parts up in me Crowns and gowns and tiny thongs too Other b**hes wishing but you ain’t me boo The talent I got, you just can’t replace Even with injectables in your face The time has come to win a hundred G’s (I’m the one) You think you’re gonna beat me? Girl please What category are we on right now? (Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I) What category are we on right now? (Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I) What category are we on right now? (Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I) Wha-wha-wha-what category bring it! Category is Slay Couleé, look at the edges I snatched today I see you watching how I sashay Them other girls best get out my way ‘Cause I want it, I get it and came up in here and did it And girl I’m ready to show ’em, how these b**hes I own ’em Got that supermodel switch (I’m the one) Ms. Couleé she a real, real bad b**h Let me rock this mic Leave ’em in my dust like Tina did Ike I’m sickening, no? And real fierce too Chicago in the house, girl whatcha gon’ do? About to shut it down Come on Mama Ru, bring the queen her crown I approve this message and all I’m gonna say (I’m the one) Is I’m Shea Couleé and I always… Bring it to the runway Runway, run-run-run-runway Bring it to the runway Runway, run-run-run-runway Bring it to the runway Runway, run-run-run-runway Bring it to the runway Bring it to the runway (I’m the one, one, one) Bring it to the, bring it to the Category is Taste this chocolate, yes Godiva b**h, you know the rest New York City, we strong Talent last long All I do is win, no matter what I’m on the sneak attack they’re like “What the f…” You think it, I’ve done it You’ve played it, I’ve slayed it You think you’re the first Well it’s been innovated Peppermint why you so nice? (‘Cause I can be!) Peppermint how you always right? (‘Cause I am, bee!) Peppermint how you stay lookin’ so nice Gettin’ dollars in your titties almost every single night? Learn the tricks, collect the tips Gender flip, flip the script Built legendary status, brick by brick And it did not come from a YouTube clip! New York, New York, New York, New York (Category is) We are (Club) We are (Legend) We are (Art, Art) We are (Theater) We own everything, we are New York (Category is) Ooh (Hahaha…) Club, Legend, Art, Theater Radical, magical, liberal art Gender is a construct, tear it apart Wearable art and terrible art It’s the motherf**ing world is unbearable art This part, this is for us Don’t need a museum, this club is enough For a revolution with the best intentions Beauty with a twist, just an intervention Yes ma’am, I’ll take that dollar Doesn’t even matter, I’m a Fulbright scholar I’d rather be modest, but I need to show it There’s a lot of pretty girls, but a queen better know sh** Femmes, rebels, meddle with gender Realness bores me, I’m a better pretender Brooklyn witches, revolutionary Come up with a read that’s better than hairy New York, New York, New York, New York (Category is) We are (Club) We are (Legend) We are (Art, Art) We are (Theater) We own everything, we are New York (Category is) Ooh (Hahaha…) Club, Legend, Art, Theater Stretch, kick, curtain up Don’t pop the head, it’s showtime folks An actress ain’t got coins for cabs That’s why I paint for subway dads Judy, Julie, Audrey too As a little boy, I lived for you Now I’m a dame, I own the stage Five, six, seven, eight, off the page Y’all might think I live for drama I just want you to feel mama Showy queen, that’s my name Subway fish is how I came Express, create, the theater’s safe Don’t come for me, ’cause Love Trumps Hate Life imitates art Dreams come true NYC, I’m coming through New York, New York, New York, New York (Category is) We are (Club) We are (Legend) We are (Art, Art) We are (Theater) We own everything, we are New York (Category is) Ooh (Hahaha…) Club, Legend, Art, Theater Touch this skin, what’s it feel like to you? I’m a nightmare dressed as a dream come true I’m a banjee c*nt, don’t call me that for nothin’ I spin and I dip and the tricks, that’s stuntin’ I’m getting my tens, all I see is these fives p**y on point, nails sharp like knives Stone the stones, I got stones on my ring (I’m the one) ‘Cause I’m opulent b**h, that means I own everything Pop that sh**, I’m a bubblegum b**h Grab on my a**, you like liquorice? I’m sweet like candy but I’m hot like a pepper b**hes ain’t sh**, ’cause they know they know better Eyes on me, and my looks break necks Model-esque body, serve straight up s** You can never get enough, I’m the b**h that you love (I’m the one) Just call me the Queen of Clubs New York, New York, New York, New York We are (Club) We are (Legend) We are (Art, Art) We are (Theater) We own everything, we are New York Ooh (Hahaha…) Club, Legend, Art, Theater New York, New York, New York (I’m the one) New York, we are New York (I’m the one, one, one) Ohh, New York Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I Category is Ohh, we are, we are, we are (I’m the one, one, one) Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I Category is Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I We are who we are We are, yeah Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I Category is Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I Category is Wrote ya, wrote ya, told ya, now I read ya, read ya