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{ Talking } Come on,come on, uh huh, yo, hood star in the mother f*in house
Nicki Maraj Scaff Brooky new star
And my n* 7 up in the 7 hundred truck now
Yepp yepp
{ Rapping }
I sold a benz wagon
Im back with the saggin
Im ?
Yall b*s play penny wagons
Same girl from the block who use to jump rope
Now im rock malano pumps and stays in fur coats
While yall h*s still trynna ask dudes for Prada
Im trynna ? down tha trunk like ? Praza
When its me brother, catch mami in the bahamas
Sippin bahama mommas out of coconut cups
Every h* on pole's like "Nicki ya flows sick"
Im so sicknin ( B* she a Prada )
I dont know cause the girl's so picky
Look how the clothes fit me
Godd* im so pretty ( Aye aye aye aye )
Now tell them h*s ta get off my sh* ya know?
I run with them dudes get off them Brooks ya know?
A quater to 8 he got off the six ya know, ya know? ( Aye aye aye aye )
N*s wanna party B*s cant deny this chick
Bill gates aint got enough paper to buy this b*
You could catch me in the 5 or 6
Slim waist hips bangin throw the Gucci stitch
Never let these b*s ? me
Always keep the 22 jammy
Tuck em in the separed panties ( Aye aye aye aye )
Nicki ice creams french vanilla chocolate
The butter peaguts 2 hazel nuts
Vee Sotchi Suit when the heat get tough
H*s be hatin so I dont sleep too much
Its all good n*s love me in the good like nail salons
Christian Doir too many b*s got Chanell on
Im in the class by myself
In the C-L cause 3 twenties is bad for my health
And I dont f* with scrubs cause they bad for my love now ( Aye aye aye aye )
