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$pice Girls (2011) Lyrics

A$AP Ferg – $pice Girls (2011) Lyrics

I'm trying to be as famous as the Spice Girls
Got 'em dancing off beat like them white girls
I'm trying to be as famous as the Spice Girls
Got 'em dancing off beat like them white girls
I'm trying to be as famous as the Spice Girls
Got 'em dancing off beat like them white girls
I'm trying to be as famous as the Spice Girls
Got 'em dancing off beat like them white girls

Victoria Beckham
Talk shit and I dead them
Caskets with them shiny suits, I'm sendin' 'em Mason Betha
West in the crib with a model bitch she gon' giraffe neck 'em
See them numbers on his toes I guess that's when I text 'em
Say hi to the reverend, say low to the devil
'Cause it's dark as hell and hell is hot so put some coal in the shovel
I be on that next shit, A$AP on my necklace
A$AP boy I'm necklace, now put that on your death wish
My daddy died when I was 17 three days before my birthday though
I cried once never cried again 'cause real niggas will never go
My momma wanted to kick me out, "baby boy you'll never grow"
But I hoped back on my dick as soon I started to get all this rapping dough
My fashion so immaculant, Yves Saint Laurant, and Ralph Lauren
And Raf Simmons and Mexico
I'mma mack for sure, I'll mack your hoe
My tat is so A$AP for sure
I'm laughing though 'cause I'm blasting hoes
All of these white, white bitches got me dancing slow

I'm trying to be as famous as the Spice Girls
Got 'em dancing off beat like them white girls
I'm trying to be as famous as the Spice Girls
Got 'em dancing off beat like them white girls
I'm trying to be as famous as the Spice Girls
Got 'em dancing off beat like them white girls
I'm trying to be as famous as the Spice Girls
Got 'em dancing off beat like them white girls

Double L's, dubb easy
Dirty bands Versacheesy
Medusa head when it say cheesy
All the pics make the bitches peepee
Harlem boy you ain't know that though
Throw Idaho 'cause I da hoe
I ride it slow, try to go
'Cause I'm on green like a pot of gold
My eyes is low, rent is high, car sitting low
Tints is dark, police a dick, they want to start
Don't even budge PD AR
Her knees is low, dick is hard
Head peasy, shit I'm a star
I need a fuckin' big body guard prolly a Russian nigga with a mighty scar
Duff a nigga if he talking shit
Won't fuck your bitch, but she'll fuck my dick
I like 'em tall and mighty thick
Who pussy dope like a fucking brick
Toss that shit from wall to wall
I'm tippin' slow I'm Paul Wall
Ghost ride the whip with open doors
Her neck is out with open jaws
Cobra, met a bitch like anaconda cobra
I pop that bitch like a soda
She don't mind I'm a little bit older
I'm out this world I'm in the solar
Hit that girl call me bi-polar
Make 'em say uh no lemon solider
Candy paint when this crew roll up bitch

I'm trying to be as famous as the Spice Girls
Got 'em dancing off beat like them white girls
I'm trying to be as famous as the Spice Girls
Got 'em dancing off beat like them white girls
I'm trying to be as famous as the Spice Girls
Got 'em dancing off beat like them white girls
I'm trying to be as famous as the Spice Girls
Got 'em dancing off beat like them white girls

What up y'all this is Geri Spice
And I just want to give a shoutout to my nigga A$AP Ferg I love you baby
I also want to give a shoutout to all my baby Spice Girls I love you bitches
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