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Usa A− / A+ para ajustar el tamañoOnly (feat. Drake, Lil Wayne, Chris Brown)
[Nicki Minaj]Yo, I never fucked Wayne, I never fucked DrakeAll my life man, fuck's sakeIf I did, I'd a mènage with 'emAnd let him eat my ass like a cupcakeMy man full, he just ateI don't duck nobody but tapeYea, that was a set up for a punchline on duct tapeWorried bout if my butt fakeWorried 'bout y'all niggas us straightThese girls are my sons, John and Kate plus eightWhen I walk in, sit up straight, I don't give a fuck if I was lateDinner with my man on aIs my idea of an updateHut 1, hut two, big titties, big butt tooFuck with them real niggasWho don't tell niggas what they up toHad to show bitches where the top isRing finger where the rock isThese hoes couldn't test meEven if the name was pop quizBad bitches who I fuck withMad bitches we don't fuck withI don't fuck with them chickensUnless they last name was cutletLet it soak in like seasonin'And tell 'em bitch blow me, Lance Stephenson[Chris Brown]Raise your bottle and cup in the skySparks in the air like the fourth of julyNothing but bad bitches in here tonightOh if you lame and you know it be quietNothing but real niggas only, bad bitches onlyRiches niggas only, independent bitches onlyBoss niggas only, thick bitches onlyI got my real niggas here by my side, only[Drake]I never fucked Nicki cause she got a manBut when that's over I'm the first in lineAnd the other day in her Maybach I thought God damnThis is the perfect timeWe had just come from that videoYou know La traffic, how the city slowShe was sitting down on that big buttBut I was still staring at the titties thoughYeah, lowkey it may be high keyI been peeped that you like me you knowWho the fuck you really wanna be with besides meI mean it doesn't take much for usTo do this shit quietly, I meanShe say I'm obsessed with thick women and I agreeThat's right I like my girls BbwType to wanna suck you dryAnd then eat some lunch with youSo thick that everybody else in the room is so uncomfortableAss on Houston TexasBut the face look just like Claire HuxtableOh, yeah, you the man in the cityWhen the mayor fuck with youThe Nba players fuck with youThe bad ass bitches doing makeup and hair fuck with youOh, that's cause I believe in something not staying for itAnd Nicki if you ever tryna fuckJust give me the heads up so I can plan for it(Pinkprint, aye!)[Chris Brown]Raise your bottle and cup in the skySparks in the air like the fourth of julyNothing but bad bitches in here tonightOh if you lame and you know it be quietNothing but real niggas only, bad bitches onlyRiches niggas only, independent bitches onlyBoss niggas only, thick bitches onlyI got my real niggas here by my side, only[Lil' Wayne]I never fucked Nicki and that's fucked upIf I did fuck, she'd be fucked upWhoever is hittin'Ain't hittin' it rightCause she actin' like she need dick in her lifeThat's another story, I'm no story tellerI piss greatness like gold and jelloAll my goons so overzealousI'm from Holly Groove, the holy MeccaCalender say I got money for daysI squirm and I shakeBut I'm stuck in my waysMy girlfriend will beat a bitch up if she waveBaby and I fucked with her surfboard, surfboardMy eyes are so bright, I take cover for shadeDon't have my money? I take mothers insteadYou got the hiccups, you swallowed the truthThen I make you burp, boy, treat beef like sirloinI'm talkin' bout runnin' in houses with army gunsSo think about your son and daughter roomsGot two hoes with me, messed up, they got smaller gunsAin't thinkin' bout your son and daughter roomsThis is just crazy my nigga, I mean brazy, my niggaThat money talk, I just rephrase it, my niggaBlood gang take the B, I'll behead ya, my niggaFucking for reals if you mouth offI blow your face offI mean pop-pop-pop then I take offNigga now you see me, nigga now you don'tLike Jamie Foxx acting like Ray Charles16 in a clip, one in the chamber17 ward bully with 17 bulletsMy story is how I went from poor meTo police pour me a drink and celebrate with me[Chris Brown]Raise your bottle and cup in the skySparks in the air like the fourth of julyNothing but bad bitches in here tonightOh if you lame and you know it be quietNothing but real niggas only, bad bitches onlyRiches niggas only, independent bitches onlyBoss niggas only, thick bitches onlyI got my real niggas here by my side, only
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