Princess Superstar Lyrics
Nyc Cunt

(C. Kirschner, C.Webster) Produced by Curtis
Curtis and Concetta (BMI) Bass: Walter Sipser
Drums/Keys: Curtis Curtis and Concetta Guitar:
Concetta Hand: Suede! Intro Players: Felicia,
Walter Sipser, Louise Crane, Clyde Haygood NYC
Cunt singers: Louise, Hirschel, Clyde, Lissa,
Curtis, Amanda Ray, George

CUNT, New York City New York City CUNT! Whatever
Yo I'll put it blunt if that's what you want Yo I
am a Cunt and that's what you want You take
affront, just shake your butt just shake your butt
New York City? What! I'm busy, getting busy on the
mic, Cause I do, do whatcha like Jump high, yeah
hit that height, Now bounce that ass, just bounce
aight? Ya'all show me love when I step in your
club I'm nasty, I don't care, you bug Hey check
me, fresh candy on the shelf, When I think about
me, I touch myself

CUNT!

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It's hot in the city, I'm from New York City Not
Atlantic City no New Jack City Hey yo Kansas City,
I love New York City Wha? Twin City is my titties
I'm money, put your mouth where the bitch is
Ya'all finished check my sink, wash dishes,
Vicious, I'm the CEO see- You wanna get with me,
work for me

CUNT!

Gotcha on lock walk on the block ya'all wanna talk
cuz you're ugly I'm not I got a man (What's your
man got to do with me?) --Exactly!

Coutures fight to dress me, SAT scores ain't high
to test me Dow Jones on my ass try and assess me,
Steal your shit then do the cop that arrests me
Rentin the Bentley just to rock Wendy's, Frosty on
my Fendi crash into your Hyundai Blob of the
Bengay put it in your panty so while I fuck you
man your thing's burnin with the Bandaid Ya'all
don't wanna mess with me, honestly, they call me
the other white meat I keep my fee so deep I got
those motherfuckin Jetson jets on my feet Ya'll
don't wanna mess with me, honestly, they call me
the other white meat I keep my fee so deep so
high, I don't gotta finish my rhym--