Sad Ass Stripper lyrics

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Jentina this is not a dream...
THIS IS A FUCKING NIGHTMARE YOU BITCH!

Wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna be, Wanna be

What the f**k?
You was born in a caravan,
That don't make you ghetto
I seen more ghetto in Posh Spice's stiletto
You chat like a blonde but I swear you're a brunette
When's your career endin'?
Tell me as soon as
'Cause you're fuckin' annoyin' ma ears
With your bullshit walk and
Bullshit talk and
Crack head dances!
And you didn't get crap advances
Your record labels dumb
For signing a fitch
Who can tracks her bum
Who's still askin her mum "What's cum?"
Your fake and you look k-cut
Try wearing less make-up
You got a quiff like Elvis
How can you sell this?
Escalade, St. Tropez.
What escalade! ?
I saw you drivin a Nissan Sunny down Peckham way.

[Chorus]
Wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna be, Wanna be
Sad ass stripper in a messed-up way
Get out ya car n drop ya hair sprays
Wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna be, Wanna be

Sad ass stripper in a messed-up way
How da fuck did ya get airplay?
Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake

Jenny from da block more like Jenny from a flock of pigeons
What class A drug did they put in it?
Chicken- all spazing out in the video like you're trippin'
In case your mum gave birth while she was strippin'
Shuka-shu-shake; brake your hips and fall out of your Caravan right into a ditch, Bitch!

Wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna be, Wanna be
Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake

Wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna be, Wanna be
Sad ass stripper in a messed-up way
Get out ya car n drop ya hair sprays
Wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna be, Wanna be

Sad ass stripper in a messed-up way
How da fuck did ya get airplay?
Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake

I have come to fuck up your career
Bitch- don't fuck around wid dis titch, yeah!
I, have come to really take da piss
And, you, will take dis lyrical dis'!
(Happy Birthday! )

Wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna be, wanna be
Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake
Wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna be, wanna be

Ah, yeah!
You been chattin' bout ya Gucci thongs
But how many weeks, bitch have u had it on (eurgh! )
I can tell by your dances-
Dat it's sum wear stuck up her bum (eurgh! )

Wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna be, wanna be

Burberry... St. Tropez... when are ya' gunna learn to speak properly!
Who gives a shit anyway?
Just some dirty ol' men in cell block H

Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake

Wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna be, Wanna be
Sad ass stripper in a messed-up way
Get out ya car n drop ya hair sprays
Wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna be, Wanna be

Sad ass stripper in a messed-up way
How da fuck did ya get airplay?
Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake, Fuckin' fake

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