Rude Tings

So smooth I’m a pendulum
They call me L Capitain
I be da one, shoot you with no gun
Sit under the sun
Sip mimosas with my pinky up
Grenade mouth bombs they come
From the island on my tongue
No words closed caption, unless you talkin action
School bell-a-ring lemme teach you tings
Come to da back of my classroom
Come and gimme that Vidal Sassoon
But then you gotta beat it Michael Jackson
Hardbody no attachments
(Grenade my bombs they, grenade my bombs, grenade my bombs they come)
I be da queen of da pack, I be da ting with da glow (2x)
I be da, I be da, I be da queen of da pack, I be da ting with da glow
I be da, I be da, I be da (2x)
One with the rude tings
Bad with the mood swings
Howl at the moon like the wolves be
Stay gettin coofie
No stress over goofies
I’m a lioness of Judah — run
Royalty through my blood
Chicago, Ethiopia
When I walk bang them drums
You could be big as Madonna I still give you shrugs
Cause I be on my tip top
No time for the wishy washy flip flop
If it ain’t juug talk, you can bag it up like a ziploc
Young Lulu I spit Voodoo — Bruja
And I keep it hot Africana
Fried plantains, no banana
Sipping fantana, pina colada
Pinky up smoking my marijuana