Tiny Mansions
by Vikki V
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Digital Album
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In Paris (remix)
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East Coast
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Dance (A$$)
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credits
released 13 December 2011
Recorded at Sound Cellar Recording/Sonic Lounge with Nate McDonough
Mastered at Magic Garden Mastering by Brian Lucey
See song info for beat production.
Recorded at Sound Cellar Recording/Sonic Lounge with Nate McDonough
Mastered at Magic Garden Mastering by Brian Lucey
See song info for beat production.
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Rock bassist turned hip hop pop-ista with clever wit and a sharp tongue.
discography
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Dec 2011 -
Aug 2012 -
Jan 2013
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- Track Name: You Got Me ft. Kimberly Barr
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You got me hanging on the line
And I can’t get away, I’ve tried
I thought that it was love
What was I thinking of
You got me hanging on line
It’s like
Like I never learn my lesson
As hard as I try to keep him guessing
It’s like
Like he’s always seen it all
Cause there’s never no surprises
He’s already heard my calls
It’s like
Like here I am impressing
When the one I want
Always wants me less than
It’s like
Like why can’t I drop him
From my mind
But every time
I find out
Out how much I miss him
I go round
Round
I never get the ring
Not in platinum
Not in diamonds
I don’t pull the reigns
He always comes--
Always comes back home
He won’t let me go
Wouldn’t let him though
I’m fine with that cause he is mine
Oh
You got me hanging on the line
And I can’t get away, I’ve tried
I thought that it was love
What was I thinking of
You got me hanging on line
It’s like
Like I don’t regret him
All the tears that I have shed
And time that I am poorly spending
It’s like
Why can’t I stop myself from wanting this
Or ever finding that little something in someone else
It’s like
Like here I am obsessing
Over Mr. Wrong
I can’t move on
As if he were a blessing
It’s like
Like I’m stuck on every word
Every motion
All my emotions
My whole life becomes a blur
I go up ,up
And down, down
And practice in the mirror
I move out, out
I come back
I always end up here
I hate him
I love him
I need him
No, fuck him
Here I go,
Don’t you know
I’m better off
On my own, cous
You got me hanging on the line
And I can’t get away, I’ve tried
I thought that it was love
What was I thinking of
You got me hanging on line - Track Name: Run It Like a Boss (Prod. by Lexi Banks)
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Come up with the new shit
Better than the old shit
Come up with that white girl slash rapper slash who shit
Come up on the scene
I came up fresh and clean
I come up with that image slash business slash hot beat
Come up on your boys
Run game faster boys
Come up with that keep up slash beef up slash club noise
Come up looking good
Skip the acting hood
Come up with the couture slash New York slash Hollywood
Run it like a boss, r-run it like a boss
Run it like a boss, r-run it like a boss
Keep the champagne flowing, going,
Moaning throwing paper
Keep the stacks on racks and push it back on me
I'll make her
Spend it on the cool clothes
Blow it on the pole hoes
Spend it on that Tanqueray slash tonic chronic cali groves
Spendin with our hundreds
His and biz is how I run it
Spend it like I'm Travie slash rack city throwing one in
Spend it on a toothache
Grilling on my birthday
Spendit on the flavors slash fingers in my cupcake
Spend it on a deal
Trending topics that I hear
Spend it on the lease for all the beats that keep me real
Run it like a boss, r-run it like a boss
Run it like a boss, r-run it like a boss
Keep the champagne flowing, going,
Moaning throwing paper
Keep the stacks on racks and push it back on me
I'll make her
Drop it, drop it low
Touch it, touch your toes
Pop it, pop it go
Know who you bust it for
Run it like a boss, r-run it like a boss
Run it like a boss, r-run it like a boss
Keep the champagne flowing, going,
Moaning throwing paper
Keep the stacks on racks and push it back on me
I'll make her - Track Name: Karate Chop Remix
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V-I-K-K-I-V
Diamonds dripping like an IV
Real see real? You need some visine
I beast, got fangs, you know what I mean
I'm killing everything that I see
with an OHIO monster flow
You sip on that promethazine
I toss bottles of Nuvo
Oh shit! Run game!
Where's the endzone?
Past the endo
Yea I'm rolling up while rolling down the window
Cause these thrills cost a mill
That cause chills on the wrist
On the other is a bill
That can kill if you stick
Out your neck too far man
Check the bar (damn)
Who you are and
It's not much darling
Cause I spit it, I spin it
a minute to win it
You got it, I get it
It's on it's way though
If you're listing the classics
Baby look at it
I got Tiny Mansions
And bank on escrow
Checking out my album,
Ooh I can't tell the outcome
Cause people come and people go
I'll do the same without 'em
I peace - Track Name: Money ft. Mic Skillz (prod. by Arjae Knox)
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[Vikki V]
Never worry how I'm paid
Got old world money
Cause I'll have a million anyway
I'm golden like I'm honey
Blow it? Oh, I'm caking it
Baking like I'm kitchen aide
Taking friends who gotta have it
Ask met to support their habits
Late nights, Coke cans
And white rabbits
Pop's on me, don't worry 'bout it
What chu need boo?
Just go and grab it
Rolling deep with me an my wallet
Jelly girls try to hate on me
But only gazelles can drink for free
Shelly girl, my right hand B
Bought her ice, bought the candy
B.B.I.T. that's Baddest Bitch in Training
and my zeros always doubling
Cause all I care is getting that (money)
[Mic Skillz]
Balling like I’m Donald Trump
Flossin like Im Warren Buffet
Spendin like I got a million dollars but I aint got nothing
So I got with Vikki V, Vikki on that Kennedy
Always on that Louie, homie, never sippin Hennesy
Money on my mind and grindin is the remedy
And enemies they envy me cause they know I'm an MVP
PHD in paper science now our bank is going green
We don’t need that biodesiel, sandwich baggy or triple beam
Everybody wanna be the dude that be the baddest, If I want it Imma take it gotta get it gotta have it gotta get it gotta grab it commin at it like an addict cause I got a bad habit and you know im gonna add it
Yea we want that money
Yea we love that moneu
You better count out money
We comin for that
[Vikki V]
Bank account on tilt, ya know
Money coming like my flow
Never red like menstrual
Just double, triple, million oh's
[Mic Skillz]
I don't make money cause I got to
It's because that I love it
Looking at seven figures
Any less? Take it and shove it
I'm at least four, five, six figures above it
They wanna be like Mic and the Nike's ain't the reason they love it. - Track Name: Don't Know How To Act (Prod. by Artixx)
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[HOOK]
My status on check
My speaker's on wreck
From the crowds I get frowns cause I don't know how to act
Hey I pull up so retarded
Til they realize I'm an artist
I gotta do it big so roll out that red carpet
My status on check
My speaker's on wreck
From the crowds I get frowns cause I don't know how to act
When I pull up I say hello
All bass, no treble, chick
With me caramello
I am on another leve
[VERSE]
Got my Gucci (check)
Louie wall on deck
I'm a bad ass chick
Need a black Amex
Step in stilletto pumps
Red bottoms, Boutonin's
Pop off in the club
With bottles I got em
Maybach music
Maybe someday
I skipped the underground cause those packs get no play
I'm the cerberus of business
Write the checks and write the lyrics
Sniff the tracks and lick the bitches
Flip that shit like switches
I'm bad, bad as I wanna be
And you can be mad, mad as you wanna be
Cause now I'm riding low
And my top's like bye
And when I play a show
My charts score high
And the others are below
And I'm like "Hi,
It's great up here and the weather's so nice
How you doing down there?
I forgot what's it's like"
Oh, it's rude to say that?
I don't know how to act.
[HOOK]
[VERSE]
Got the crowd? Yes
One, two, mic check
On stage I'm the best
With ice that could wreck
Built up an empire in a day
I'm just saying even Jordan would aspire
To the way that I've been playing
YM XO Uh Oh
I don't know but
All the heat on the scene could use a little Snow
So allow me to inform you
It's my pleasure let me measure
My thumb to my middle finger
Add an index for the haters
Say what, whatever you wanna say
Cause I don't give a fuck
Fuck what you did today
Cause when I go live
Competish is extinct
Something's lost from the time?
Yea I am the missing link
Quarter pounder to a dime
Man, I did it in a week
I dropped the bass like the line
And picked up a little pink
Now when I go to buy
All that's left is a sink
Oh, it's rude to say that?
I don't know how to act
[HOOK] - Track Name: Get Down (Prod. by Alta Ego Beatz for MyBeatPalace.com)
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Pop it, pop it
Drop it low and get down
When my fella’s in the house
Oh, you know I get down
Pop it, pop it
Drop it low and get down
When my fella’s in the house
Oh, you know I go down
I play my men like I play poker
I’m the queen of diamonds, jokers
And if he don’t have a good hand
Then I guess I’ll have to fold him
There was one that raised the stakes
So I went home the winner
And I love it when the jackpot’s bigger
He was my deep voiced, caramel heart throb
Knew the spot to make panties drop
And uh, uh
Pressed against the wall
He could make that booty pop
And he always had me like
Drip drop drip drop
I’m the head bitch of this ish
But I’d drop it all and quit
For the one dude that can break me off
And make me submit
He won’t put up with my shit
And I’ll love him for it.
Keep me classy, keep me nasty,
And keep me wanting it
You could be my next ex, dirty text big shot
On and off the stage I’m on top
And uh, uh
If you make me wait for it
I’ll beg you nonstop
As I’m counting down the seconds like
tick tock tick tock
I’m a kitten
I’m a tiger
I like dinner and the finer
Things in life
Or I don’t bother
I’m laid back like a recliner
I don’t need a lazy boy
I need something crazy, boy
So If you supply the play room
Then I will bring the toys
Cause you know that you got it
And you know that I want it
And I know that you’ll always make me get off on it - Track Name: East Coast
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- Track Name: Who Are You (Prod. by DJ Shaw-t/John Elliot Cesta)
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Everything I do
Is just to prove
What I’m made of
I can do it too
This boys club
Needs new blood
I can stand up
I can rub
Elbows with the best of them
Make them think I’m one of them
Do it with a drink in hand
Do it with grace and
I got them
Cut my teeth on rock bass and a sharp tongue
I came upon the scene like I got some
Yes I’m 26, but still young
Though the clock ticks
I’m on this
Give me limelight, some Patron, I’lll sip this
I’m a good host, you can be my guest
I’m honoured
Your honour,
I call Yogi to the stand, bear witness
That I have no competition, local scene is missing women
I think that I can make it, cause I pay attention
Wrote a mixtape, so next week I’m paid millions
People try to hate. Whatever playa. Carry on.
Flipped the switch with one hand and the other flips you off
This is my trip,
Get my quest on
Before I take a step
So many questions
Like
Chick, where you from?
Who are you?
Why should we care?
Bitch I’m Vikki V
And I came out of nowhere
Skipped the underground
To appeared out of thin air
I just checked in here
Mayor
Foursquare
I know what they say
But I’m not Nicki
I’m not anyone
I am just V
She’s what I’ve become
This has begun
Know my direction
In for the long run
Sorry to those I love
Had to burn Victoria
I rose from the ashes of
Her to be someone
That’s the game
Dropped some weight,
Dropped the bass
Then brought it back up again
Cause I came in the ring to contend
I’m a warrior
There’s no weekends
I said it all before: I intend
To put this in my sights, aim, the end
Cause I feel this life beat more than a gorilla’s chest
I keep my heart and my money in this treasure chest
Fuck the rest, I can be the best
If you have dollars you should probably invest
This is my trip,
Get my quest on
With every a step
So many questions
Like
Hey, where you’d you go?
Why’d you leave?
When are you back?
Bitch I’m Vikki V
And I’ve already unpacked
I showed up in town
And hit it like a heart attack
Did you just feel that?
Flat line, call that
I don’t have issues, I have subscriptions
I am so ill, but don’t need a prescription
This is my medicine, I bring the estrogen
Someone call the cops, I’m about to make a killing
Don’t know if I got it or if everyone’s an amateur
Don’t know if my background gives me better hands in life than yours
Don’t know if my shit will be accepted or will start a war
I just know this is the only thing worth fighting for.
This is my trip,
Get my quest on
With every a step
So many questions
Chick, where you from?
Who are you?
Why should we care?
Hey, where’d you go?
Why’d you leave?
Why weren’t you there?
V, over here!
Sign your name!
Who do you wear?
Bitch I’m Vikki V
And I came out of nowhere - Track Name: Three (Prod. by Alex Je for Platinum Sellers Beats)
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I like bottles of champagne
Pink lips and gold chains
Taking rappers backstage
I wrote the book on good brain
You love me for my mind, right?
The body of my work is tight
I back it up like hard drives
Make you take a nose dive
I’m flying mile high
Club hopping with your guy
Got magic mountains to try
Cause he’s go two tickets to ride
And I’ve no responsibilities
Just two kitties to feed
Well, technically there’s three
But I always have on on me
And I save it for the back seats
Town cars and in limousines
The front page of the magazines
Will Geotag where I have been
Always on my iPhone
Pimping my new download
Text him on the down low
All this before I’ve played a show
I could go all night
I’ve been up for days
Got all the pretty Sprites
And I’m getting it, like, three ways
Let’s go out tonight
And we can mob the stage
Under all the pretty lights
Cause we’re getting in like threeways
All my dudes and ladies
At like nerd raiding panties
No ifs, ands, buts, or maybes
We’re boss babies from the 80s
Ok
Yea I drive a Nissan
Sick shift to put my hand on
I bite my nails so these claws
Are all just press ons
And my boys wear gator polos
Gucci, BeBe, DG logos
But my price tags never show though
I’m too modest for that shit, hoe
Too hot for me to quit
No stopping til I’m big
Go ‘head and make your digs
Cause I’ve got bigger bones to pick
Like I’m too clever for the stations
They run me on filtration
It gets lost in translation
And I’m not sure who they’re saving
But I bank on every play
Built and image and MySpace
And I did it all in one day
Just so you could learn my name
Bitch!
I could go all night
I’ve been up for days
Got all the pretty Sprites
And I’m getting it, like, three ways
Let’s go out tonight
And we can mob the stage
Under all the pretty lights
Cause we’re getting in like threeways
All my dudes and ladies
At like nerd raiding panties
No ifs, ands, buts, or maybes
We’re boss babies from the 80s
So are you free or will it cost me?
You know I money
You know I have swagger
You know I’m always ready
Cause this isn’t just a phase, see
This is how life made me
Vikki’s been inside me
And she’s double penetrating
Now I’ve written all the flows
And I’ve staked up all my dough
And I’ve got this Tiny Mansion
And it’s pending in escrow
I could go all night
I’ve been up for days
Got all the pretty Sprites
And I’m getting it, like, three ways
Let’s go out tonight
And we can mob the stage
Under all the pretty lights
Cause we’re getting in like threeways
All my dudes and ladies
At like nerd raiding panties
No ifs, ands, buts, or maybes
We’re boss babies from the 80s - Track Name: Safe To Say (Prod. by Alex Je for Platinum Sellers Beats)
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All of my relationships are less than half a year
Things are so backwards, don’t know how I see the future clear
Damn
I blame so much on my mother
Who loves a glass of wine more than me or my brother
So I curse the day of my father’s diagnosis
Keep so much inside, no one even knows this
One day we’re fine
The next I’m at a funeral
Now I’m trying to find a deeper meaning to it all
Is it safe to say losing you hurt the most
And to this day I still pay the cost
Of our mistakes do I have what it takes
To move on
Move on
Move on
Move on from you
Is it safe to say losing you hurt the most
And to this day I still pay the cost
Of our mistakes do I have what it takes
To move on
Move on
Move on
A couple months ago I left two of my friends
We let ourselves be fooled by a wolf in sheepskin
No one cared that I was breaking down in front of you
When, before that, did I ever cry, Andrew?
You even said you’d never seen me like this before
Was told the problem was we were always too similar
One day we’re fine
The next we fell apart
And now we’ve crossed a line
And I don’t know who you are
Is it safe to say losing you hurt the most
And to this day I still pay the cost
Of our mistakes do I have what it takes
To move on
Move on
Move on
Move on from you
Is it safe to say losing you hurt the most
And to this day I still pay the cost
Of our mistakes do I have what it takes
To move on
Move on
Move on - Track Name: Dance (A$$)
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Wobble de wobble de wob
Wobble wobble
Dropped it low once
Now these bitches wanna swallow me
But they can’t follow me
Bouncin’ like a trampoline
Up down, up down
I jump on like 1,000…
Can’t be a pop star
Mouth like a sailor
Ass too big
And I’m grown in my demeanor
Vikki’s getting meaner
But the pussy’s getting sweeter
I might bust it for you if you show me some green, uh
I look in your wallet
And what do you know
Stacked to the brim
So I’m ready to go
I ain’t saying all I care for is gold
But I’m not messing with a brother that’s broke
Make it rain
I’ll make it pour
Save your dollar bills for poles
Make me great
Make me more
And I might just
Back that ass
