Dressed to Kill Video (MV)

I ain't come to party, bitch I came dressed to slay
Bitches know its over when I show up, D.O.A
I just walk up in a room, and heads turn all day
Your man came here with you, but baby he won't stay
I ain't come to party, bitch I came here to drag
These hoes outta time; my body lookin like an hourglass
Better duck for cover or these eyes gonna snipe yo ass
Knockin you bitches off in this club like I'm poppin tags
Wait, let me pop my knuckles, ready to start a scuffle
Breakin hearts, watch Cupid shuffle
Stoppin bags, got Nicki troubles
Ima cross dresser, but dont cross me bitch
I'll leave ya ass in stitches. don't get cocky, sis
I ain't come to party bitch, I'm dressed to kill
I ain't come to party bitch, I'm dressed to kill
I ain't come to party bitch, I'm dressed to
I ain't come to party cuz I got zero f*cks to find
And every single bitch up in this club aint no friend of mine
You're an afterthought, i'm always on your man's mind
You thought you were bangin? Well, baby, I am the drum line
I ain't come to party, bitch I came dressed for blood
Baby, it's huntin season and I ain't no Elmur Fudd
I bust shots and I'm gunnin for every stud
These girls are shook, I got they men on the run
I ain't come to party bitch I came dressed to kill
Walked up in here dressed darker than the batmobile
Every step I take is dangerous up in these spiked heels
This is my matrix, shoulda taken that blue pill
I came to rumble, these thighs will bring the thunder
These bruthas are undercover, these girls got bitter murmurs
Mama told me not to hurt em, but i got scores to settle
I'm snatchin wigs and tossin em like rose petals
I ain't come to party bitch, I'm dressed to kill
I ain't come to party bitch, I'm dressed to kill
I ain't come to party bitch, I'm dressed to... KILL
I ain't come to party bitch, I'm dressed to kill
I ain't come to party bitch, I'm dressed to kill
I ain't come to party bitch, I'm dressed to...
He wanna play the victim, then Ima get ignit with it
Here's the pistol. Now pull that trigger piglet
I aint come to party, bitch I came dressed to sick em
Doin em like Yonce cuz I got dressed to freakem
I'm servin looks and this meal will more than feed ya
Got his ass starvin, cuz I had to teach him
Recognize game, got binoculars on him
Don't wanna play me, got the advantage up on him
Niggas grovel at me feet cuz wantin a piece of me
But he sittin round playin like I won't just up and leave
Got me out twirlin snatchin men with this wicked weave
His boys are here too and they feelin my f*ckin steeze
I ain't come to party, bitch I aint come to dance
I came to talk slick and wrangle these f*ckin men
Call me a black widow cuz the nigga is dead to me
Aint fallin in love when you see me fall to my knees
I ain't come to party, but daddy is eyein me
He wantin to pipe me. Aint talkin bout fighting
But if i can make it flutter, you better sting like Ali
I ain't come to party bitch, I'm dressed to kill
I ain't come to party bitch, I'm dressed to kill
I ain't come to party bitch, I'm dressed to... KILL
I ain't come to party bitch, I'm dressed to kill
I ain't come to party bitch, I'm dressed to kill
I ain't come to party bitch, I'm dressed to... KILL