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Rap:
Driving my Avalon
No one knows the cash I flow
You see I write my own songs
I do my own thing
A mean girl working machine
I'm six Seven figure
That's what I'm capable of

Verse
He want to touch me
He want to call me Ms. Sherleen
I'm sorry I run this
I'm my own boss
I'm equaling up and adding the cost
Diamond rings don't mean a thing
Designer clothes they don't fit me
Mansion three stories independent on my throne
I'm my own queen

Chorus
6,7, figures
He ask me do I got some change 
I got so many Ben's I can't brake his five
6,7 figures all this shit belongs to me
I can't spare a dime
6,7 figures 
He play his cards right
I just might let him taste my wine

Verse
They ask Sheryl what the hype
What you mean
The Pearl got her own type
Got a man to his knees
I won't be happy to I see him bleed
I deserve more than the finest things
Customize my clothes, makeup 
I want to be branded
So all da real whores can have it
 "Is she wearing Sheryl Queens designer things"

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Bridge
Do my hair
Flip it
Call me da curl that's who I am
Never stable in my ways but bank account all ways stay the same
Crazy never do on purpose forever
You got me confused with whoever
Cause I master mind on getting mines

Repeat chorus