Lady Sovereign - 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.

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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

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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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