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Four Door Aventador

Nicki Minaj

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Four Door Aventador

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Intro:Plenty more for you, boyWe in the funky four door, no floorVerse 1:Hit me on the celly, watching BellyGod's son, I can see they study MakaveliPeanut butter Benz, got them jelly at the deliIf you feeling like a ninja, I got a macheteHell yeah, them girls bad, but I'm fucking heavyI'mma fuck around and have them looking like spaghettiI say some shit, he be like, "Yo, you so legendary"But he can tell just by my face he ain't getting anyHook:Plenty more for you, boyWe in the funky four door, no floorHe was serving that raw, oh boyShe was making that noise, oh boyPlenty more for you, boyWe in the funky four door, no floorHe was serving that raw, oh boyShe was making that noise, oh boyVerse 2Meet me at the Rucker, take the BrucknerIt's just me and Young Yucka, taking suckersFor they money and they whips, putting kitten on lipsDividing them dividends, get the money and dipKeys to the nigga's safe, put it under my titsHe got ki's of that raw, it could fit in the sixGot a Ups connect, so we good on them tripsAutomatic bottle service so we good in them Vips, niggaHook:Plenty more for you, boyWe in the funky four door, no floorHe was serving that raw, oh boyShe was making that noise, oh boyPlenty more for you, boyWe in the funky four door, no floorHe was serving that raw, oh boyShe was making that noise, oh boyVerse 3:These civilians, what up nigga? Excuse my millionsI'm in the V like a widow's peakIt's just me and my Rolls Royce pillow seatsWhy they staring at me? I brung Maclaren with meYo, matter of fact, I think I'mma bring Donna Karan with meAnd you my son, I don't know, it's just the parent in meI am the best, I am the queen, it's so apparent in meI'm in Hollywood with Shia LabeoufMost of you rappers ain't eating, that diet is roughYou want some hot shit? Send that wire to usI make them change their name to Diddy, retire the puffI'm getting acting moneyYou niggas is Kevin Hart, y'all be acting funnyI'mma a keep a linebacker, tell 'em tackle for meYo, you seen my last pic, go double-tap that for meCock back, Red octagon, stop thatHook:Plenty more for you, boyWe in the funky four door, no floorHe was serving that raw, oh boyShe was making that noise, oh boyPlenty more for you, boyWe in the funky four door, no floorHe was serving that raw, oh boyShe was making that noise, oh boy
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