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'La femme Thugnista' a theme for Melanie and Miltia

(Melanie & Miltia verse, rapped by both at the same time)

You ain't on the list yo

And merc work is in so

If we say it's time to go

Then get lost or hit the floor.

That the J-Club's arrangement

If you seek entertainment

Then money talks

Or its pavement.

Wanna buy us a drink? (Sure)

Mix it dirty or neat? (Sure)

But don't get love sick

'Cause unfortunately

There's no cure.

Bad girl roll hard boys

Fierce fashion and bladed toys

Your pick-up lines

Are just dead noise

There's no discussion

There's no choice

In the Night Life we're known

Near and far

So don't make us come 'cross

This bar

Dumb cop and cheap laws

Don't trump cash piles

And fast cars.

We've no time for you

You're subpar

Now run home to your

Trophy Wife pornstar.

We put basic bitches in steep ditches

Then dust you off before

The caviar hits the dishes.

(Junior's verse) It's a home run

When my bat swing.

Just ask ya girl

She calls calls me "the king".

They call me "junior"

But I'm not ya "son."

I got bodies, robbers,

I'm a busy man

I gotta club to run.

The weight of my words

Would equal tons

I employ the best and baddest

So you can run and hide

But that's no fun.

My bank account is

Higher than Beacon's death toll.

I cop credits, lien, cash, pasos

And diamond watches that'll

Freeze ya from the cold.

(Back to Melanie and Militia) You're too young

For this ride, kid.

Come back in 5 years

And try another bid.

You're delusion like acid

We go hardcore

You go placid.(laughs)

Teddy bears and turntables

Fine wine, imported beer with black labels.

Step up on the dance floor

We're livewires like torn cables.

Slide up like ice skaters

Step all over your new gators.

Fuck your blue suede

You cheap imitators.

Dice you up like a cabbage

Even the richest bitches

Can still get managed

Best steer clear

Or end up as

Collateral damage.