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Hell no you can't use my lipgloss
Pop a perk, now i'm on lift off
Ass still fat it's in Rick Ross
You bitches make a nigga dick soft
Bitch ball like i'm at tip off
Get it wet then i rub the tip on
Rap & bone jeans i can slip off
Bitch i been hot since flip phones.
Running this game of 5 years
Guess that's why me feet hurt
Wonder when they bite me, do these bitches teeth hurt?
Yes i am an icon, that's me on your t-shirt
Thought you knew better
Do your fuckin' research.
You ain't know this the no dip zone?
This they you can't beat Nic zone
Madison square when the knicks home
I live next door to Brad Pitt's home
I like bad bitches cause they like bad bitches too
I like hoods niggas with a bad attitude
They can never reach young Nic magnitude
Even if they had the longitude, latitude.
Listen up hoe this my territory
You are my son like an episode of Maury
Like an episode of E.R
Bitch i'm hotter than a D.R
When it comes to rap skills nobody wanna see her.
Mothefuckas flexin', mothefickas actin'
Bitches is my sons & they causin' contactions
Ain't pushing out, imma give em to the clinic
Dem gyal ah don gimmick.
Wack sauce i can heart it in your tone.
This nigga keep staring at my phone
But if you're ugly it's a no text zone
It's a no sex zone, it's a no flex zone.
Wack sauce i can heart it in your tone.
This nigga keep staring at my phone
But if you're ugly it's a no text zone
It's a no sex zone, it's a no flex zone.
