Bitches ain't seriousMan, these bitches deliriousAll this bitches inferiorsI just pimp my interiorsI just picked up and goMight pick up a hoeMight give conversation,If you kick up the doughNever mind my moneyNever mind my statsEvery bitch wanna be meYou can find them in SaksPink Friday 2 MilliSuper bass triple platWhen you see me on EllenJust admit that I'm winningDo a show for VersaceThey request me by nameAnd if they don't get NickiIt just won't be the sameWhen I'm sitting with AnnaI'm really sitting with AnnaAin't a metaphor, punchlineI'm really sittin with AnnaFront row at Oscar De La Renta postureAin't a bitch that could do it,Not even my imposterPut these bitches on lockout, where the fuck is your rosterI pull up in that new newMarinara and pastaShake my head, yo I'm mad,Ain't a bitch in my zoneIn the middle of nowhere, I just feel so aloneGot the certification, cause it come with the stoneBut this ice is so cold, that shit come on a coneThat shit come on a coneThat shit come on a coneAnd my ice is so cold, that shit come on a coneThat shit come on a coneThat shit come on a coneCause my ice is so cold, that shit come on a cone7up went and gave my commercial to Cee-LoBut don't tell 'em I said it,Let's keep it on the d-lowIf you need you a look, just put me on your songBut you know it'll cost about 6 figures longBut you bitches ain't got it, where the fuck is your budgetsFlying spurs for herMean I'm fucking above itAnd I just got the ghostAnd I'm calling it CasperBut this shit is so cold, it belong in AlaskaWhy the fuck am I stylingI competes with myselfWhen you win against Nicki, you've depleted your wealthAnd I'm not masturbating, but I'm feeling myselfPaparazzi's is waiting, cause them pictures would sellNow don't you feela stupid, yeah that's egg on ya faceIf you wasn't so uglyI'd put my dick in yo faceDick in yo facePut my dick in yo faceShake my head, yo I'm mad,Ain't a bitch in my zoneIn the middle of nowhere, I just feel so aloneGot the certification, cause it come with the stoneBut this ice is so cold, that shit come on a coneThat shit come on a coneThat shit come on a coneAnd my ice is so cold, that shit come on a coneThat shit come on a coneThat shit come on a coneCause my ice is so cold, that shit come on a coneDick in yo faceDick In yo faceDick in yo facePut my dick in yo facePut my dick in yo face, yeah yeahYeah, yeahYeah, yeahYeah
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Bitches ain't serious
Man, these bitches delirious
All this bitches inferiors
I just pimp my interiors
I just picked up and go
Might pick up a hoe
Might give conversation,
If you kick up the dough
Never mind my money
Never mind my stats
Every bitch wanna be me
You can find them in Saks
Pink Friday 2 Milli
Super bass triple plat
When you see me on Ellen
Just admit that I'm winning
Do a show for Versace
They request me by name
And if they don't get Nicki
It just won't be the same
When I'm sitting with Anna
I'm really sitting with Anna
Ain't a metaphor, punchline
I'm really sittin with Anna
Front row at Oscar De La Renta posture
Ain't a bitch that could do it,
Not even my imposter
Put these bitches on lockout, where the fuck is your roster
I pull up in that new new
Marinara and pasta
Shake my head, yo I'm mad,
Ain't a bitch in my zone
In the middle of nowhere, I just feel so alone
Got the certification, cause it come with the stone
But this ice is so cold, that shit come on a cone
That shit come on a cone
That shit come on a cone
And my ice is so cold, that shit come on a cone
That shit come on a cone
That shit come on a cone
Cause my ice is so cold, that shit come on a cone
7up went and gave my commercial to Cee-Lo
But don't tell 'em I said it,
Let's keep it on the d-low
If you need you a look, just put me on your song
But you know it'll cost about 6 figures long
But you bitches ain't got it, where the fuck is your budgets
Flying spurs for her
Mean I'm fucking above it
And I just got the ghost
And I'm calling it Casper
But this shit is so cold, it belong in Alaska
Why the fuck am I styling
I competes with myself
When you win against Nicki, you've depleted your wealth
And I'm not masturbating, but I'm feeling myself
Paparazzi's is waiting, cause them pictures would sell
Now don't you feela stupid, yeah that's egg on ya face
If you wasn't so ugly
I'd put my dick in yo face
Dick in yo face
Put my dick in yo face
Shake my head, yo I'm mad,
Ain't a bitch in my zone
In the middle of nowhere, I just feel so alone
Got the certification, cause it come with the stone
But this ice is so cold, that shit come on a cone
That shit come on a cone
That shit come on a cone
And my ice is so cold, that shit come on a cone
That shit come on a cone
That shit come on a cone
Cause my ice is so cold, that shit come on a cone
Dick in yo face
Dick In yo face
Dick in yo face
Put my dick in yo face
Put my dick in yo face, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
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