Katie Tropp Pop Tarts & Cereal
[Verse 1]
I know I look oh so fly
With my long blonde hair and my pretty blue eyes
But guys I don't wear a disguise
So don't approach me with bullshit and lies
Just know that I am somethin' different
Unlike most women I wanna earn my riches
Not by suckin' dick heads
Or bein' a gold digger
I don't take my drama straight to f..ckin' twitter
I'm very laid back and got a mind of my own
Don't care if I am yours to have and to hold
Not scared of bein' alone
Don't do what I'm told
If you lookin' for a house wife stay outta my zone
I ain't bout dat life and I ain't about to change
Baking food in the kitchen would drive me insane
I'd prolly take a knife stab you in the face
Drink all of your blood because I like how it tastes!
[Hook]
Pop Tarts and Cereal is all you get
Because you know my ass can't cook shit
Not interested in being domesticated
I don't bow down to no one I ain't your bitch!
Pop Tarts and Cereal is all you get
Because you know my ass can't cook shit
Not interested in being domesticated
I don't bow down to no one I ain't your bitch!
[Verse 2]
Now let's jump to the topic of kids
If you already got em I'm not interested
If you want em go find some other bitch
Cause I ain't the one to spend your life with
I was not born with that instinct
To wipe a child's ass or rub my man's feet
I ain't no servant I only clean up after me
Get outta my bed f..ck cuddling!
I don't want no bitch with some worthless opinion
Nagging in my ear like I'm spose to give a shit
I didn't sign up for this
I'd rather die in my loneliness
Than deal with a whiny bitch
Who can't handle my independence
Don't think you about to drag me around
Dress me up the way you want show me off around town
I ain't your clown
Or a trophy wife I'd rather eat glass than live that life!
[Hook]
Pop Tarts and Cereal is all you get
Because you know my ass can't cook shit
Not interested in being domesticated
I don't bow down to no one I ain't your bitch!
Pop Tarts and Cereal is all you get
Because you know my ass can't cook shit
Not interested in being domesticated
I don't bow down to no one I ain't your bitch!
[Verse 3]
If you think you bout ta get me with that mind control
That ain't about to happen though I think on my own
Because I know that I don't need you
I can kick you out my life with my size seven shoe
Then never look back because the past is where you stay
I only move forward and you can't keep up with me
So you best get out the way or get run over
You actin' all surprised even though I already told ya
Katie Tropp's the truth
I ain't like all of you
I don't play your stupid game I don't need a f..ckin' boo
If I'm alone than that's cool
I'm always gonna hold me down
Ain't scared of nothin', nothin's gonna stop me now!
[Hook]
Pop Tarts and Cereal is all you get
Because you know my ass can't cook shit
Not interested in being domesticated
I don't bow down to no one I ain't your bitch!
Pop Tarts and Cereal is all you get
Because you know my ass can't cook shit
Not interested in being domesticated
I don't bow down to no one I ain't your bitch!