I am the Wicked Bitch
No- one saw me naked
Pick a cat-fight each Friday.
Again! I’m arrested and at the station
Cops whisper me their numbers under the table
Swap boyfriends with my mates every full moon
Neighbour’s cats wanna sleep in my living room.
Only my cool company is an Asset on Wall Street
My name is mentioned from West to East.
So don’t be fooled by my Angel Voice
Or my almond eyes- I’ll tell you why
Cos I was born on the Street to my mamma’s luck…
And my pappas pride.
Hang around with me and they’ll look you high
But you’ll regret it if you tell a lie.
Im the Wicked Bitch
Braid my hair
My phone’s going off!
Someone needs me there.
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