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[Featuring: Nicki Minaj]
YMCMB, rawest niggas doing it
School for the blind, I dont see these niggas doing it
Iâm doing it and doing it and doing it well
Niggas wanna test me boy, who wanna fail?
Hit you like a bully bitch, yeah saved by the bell
If you scared, go to church Iâll see you in hell
And your girl, she a flip, give me heads or tails
Everybody fake so I got real for sale
Gunpowder fill the air
Rappers shittinâ on theyself, you could smell the fear
And these bitches laying flowers cause the king is near
T-Raw this is the new flavour in ya ear
Niggas softer than baby hair
Why you acting tough, heard you work at Build-a-bear
Iâma a dealer all my girls come in deuce and pairs
Iâm in the building I construct so light this muthaf-cker up
What the funk you beezyâs want
Iâm ready to hump the car I call it ele-phunk
Trunk in the front
Man she give me good brain cause she feel dumb
I just keep going like the bunny till I feel numb
Yeah these bitches want it
I put my manâs on it
That 110 Supâ, that Ferrari Caliornia
Niggas want beef, call me Tony Romo
You potatoes on the sofa
Lazy muthaf-ckas why you aint even trying
Rich or die trying, why you niggas aint died yet?
Wings tattoo yeah forever on some fly shit
And Iâm with the business skip peon with a ty clip
Stay on the flight yeah Iâma trip
Probably up in Paradise chillin like Parliaments
Flow got a boner, you could say Iâm on some harder shit
Bout to make the speaker bussâ
[Hook]
(mic this muthaf-cka up)
[Nicki Minaj]
Okay, really I get money
I get money like a bitch
She aint gonâ win the war but swear that bitch a trip
You see how the diamonds get to dancing
Yeah, ya money short, get some pants and shit
I be with a nigga with a big olâ dick
Yeah I like them balls you be shooting them bricks
F-ck you in the game for?
Bitch we up three sippinâ this game four
Tell âem listen, couple bad bitchesâs
Out in Kingston kicking up bricks and shit
Intervention bitch I pay ya pension
Oh you say what? I donât pay attention
Yeah these niggas want it
I put my bitches on it
You know the tattooâs got Nicki initials on it
I put the pussy on âem, cook âem a pot roast
Then pull off in the Ghost
Bitch I do the most
[Tyga]
What the funk you beezyâs want?
It aint your turn, better have my money
Friday like Big worm
Canât see you niggas, you like a little germ
Bitches know Iâm excellent like Mr Burns
See my dick like Butter churn
Baby churn and ya girl with me foâshure
That aint your concern
She forgot about her other man, she will never learn
On a mic till I die, RIP chick huh
Yessir, colder than the Pittsburgh?
Winter fresher than a Will Smith T-Shirt
These spurts coming through Last King and a hearse
Ask later, shoot first, got shooters like dirt
When it hurts leave you losers bruised up
Bruce Lee nunchucks
Toe from the floor up though
Duck, rubber duck now you like oh shucks
Tell the neighbours I donât give a f-ck
[Hook]
- Album:
- Feel Me (Single)
- Act Ghetto (Single)
- Fan Of A Fan
- 40 Mill (Single)
- The Gold Album: 18th Dynasty
- Fuk Wat They Talkin Bout (Mixtape)
- Real Deal (Single)
- Hookah (Single)
- Make It Work (Single)
- Dope (Single)
- Hotel California
- Well Done 4 (Mixtape)
- Careless World: Rise Of The Last King
- Faded (Single)
- Well Done 3
- 187
- Far Away (Single)
- Well Done 2 (Mixtape)
- Still Got It (Single)
- Rack City (Single)