They call me Betty
Betty Bruce

They call me Betty
Betty Bruce

Who that mommy??? Peekaboo
Every time I walk in the room, I be like ooh
This ain’t halloween, I know ya scared of me, boo
Imma transform like bippity boppity boo

Yea got me like,
Lookin at myself in the mirror thinking, I am just soy hot, oh
Lookin at yaself in the mirror and see that ZERO worth show
I’m working everyday, I can’t let no little whack bitch throw
shade at my name cuz I’m above u, and ya below

Flow too sick too bad it ain’t contagious
Ya know you get boos and I get all tha praises
Ya still runnin in place, while I go to places
Now don’t be scared and rewrite them phrases

Really I’ont give a fuck bout these lame ass hoes
Really I’ont say much bout these lame ass hoes
Really I’ont say nuthin’ bout that lame ass post,
That lame ass pose, them cheap shot throws,
In them trash clothes

Diga, poppin’ like a killa
Betty murderin’ this beat Jeffrey Dahmer
Diga, I was born a winner
Betty eatin u alive muthaf*cka

BRUM BRADI BRADI BRUM BRUM BRADI BRADI BRUM
all these hoes actin’ like they woke


BRUM BRADI BRADI BRUM BRUM BRADI BRADI BRUM
Ass on the thrown while ya provoke

BRUM BRADI BRADI BRUM BRUM BRADI BRADI BRUM
I sit pretty and observe

BRUM BRADI BRADI BRUM BRUM BRADI BRADI BRUM
Yes it is I, I’m who ya serve

I’m flawless, I’m the fairest in the land
Notorious, ain’t nobody can command
Ya delirious, what’s up with all of them demands???
Honey I’m serious, Betty be down at throwin’ hands

I got class, I got style I got moves
(And you don’t have it)
Got that sauce, got the swoosh on my shoes
(And you don’t have it)
Boy be careful I’m more pricey than them jewels
(You betta have it)
Cuz I got the class, I got the style, I got the moves
(I got the moves)

I got the moves
Come on now, come on now, feel me now, hear me now,
listen and follow my rules
Yea I be poppin, and I keep it comin, ya rotting
All ova the news
Betty be striking and Betty be shining
And Betty did cause ya a bruise
By Betty boos
By Betty Bruce

She nasty
Quite trashy
Disgusting, foul
Ya dirty
1,2,3
Back off b
Ya foolin’ nobody

I’m classy
I’m sassy
I’m fine as f*ck,
Yea that’s me
I’m pretty
Ya petty
No one like me I’m Betty

BRUM BRADI BRADI BRUM BRUM BRADI BRADI BRUM
all these hoes actin’ like they woke

BRUM BRADI BRADI BRUM BRUM BRADI BRADI BRUM
Ass on the thrown while ya provoke

BRUM BRADI BRADI BRUM BRUM BRADI BRADI BRUM
I sit pretty and observe

BRUM BRADI BRADI BRUM BRUM BRADI BRADI BRUM
Yes it is I, I’m who ya serve

Written by: Alex Bruce
Produced by: Goodson, Brian Lotho