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Don't ever fuckin' play with me Y'all niggas know, y'all bitches know I'm the fucking queen You ho bitches know, you dirty bum bitches know (grrr)
Pooh, you a fool for this one Got the strings on 'em
Woke up, the price of coke up (woo, woo) I just hit 'em with the low cut, then call my folks up (folks) Somebody 'bout to get poked up, go call a tow truck (tow) All that talkin' out your neck Might just get your throat cut (ooh, ooh)
This a Mack truck, not a black truck (woo) When we move, tell 'em, "back up," click, click, clack, duck Hella bands, pull up, stashed up, super facts up All you bitches Rosa Parks, uh-oh, get your ass up, uh
Related 15 Huge Stars Who Were Backup Singers First LATEST SONG: Nicki Minaj - 'Yikes' - LYRICS HOT SONG: Meghan Trainor - 'Nice to Meet Ya' ft. Nicki Minaj - LYRICS Yikes, I play tag and you it for life (woo, life) Yikes (yikes), you a clown, you do it for likes Yikes (yikes), yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite Grip it right, he be like (woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This is something light (light, light, woo) Yikes, outta town on consistent flights Yikes, work hard, this a different white (white) Get your life, you bitches ain't livin' right (woo)
Yeah (sheesh, go), I keep two nines, yeah (sheesh) You see my face all over that Fendi design, yeah Soon as niggas press you, boy, you throw up peace signs, yeah You don't want that action, pull your cards, you decline, yeah
Uh (woo, woo), I keep two dimes, yeah (woo, woo) Walk up to a bad bitch, be like, "I think you fine," yeah I don't play with demons, Satan, get thee behind, yeah 'Bout to get fucked up on margarita with two limes, yeah
Ooh, I've been the same Ain't shit changed, this ain't nothin' new (woo) That pretty frame, diamond chain, what the fuck it do? Yo, clear the way, it's some bad bitches comin' through (sheesh) I give two F's like the letters that are on my shoe
Yikes, I play tag and you it for life (woo, life) Yikes (yikes), you a clown, you do it for likes Yikes (yikes), yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite Grip it right, he be like (woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This is something light (light, light, woo) Yikes, outta town on consistent flights Yikes, work hard, this a different white (white) Get your life, you bitches ain't livin' right (ooh)
Bag talk, but ain't got no mouth for money Bag talk, hmm It's quiet, ain't no back talk (grrr) Quiet, ain't no back talk
Pooh, you a fool for this one Got the strings on 'em
Woke up, the price of coke up (woo, woo) I just hit 'em with the low cut, then call my folks up (folks) Somebody 'bout to get poked up, go call a tow truck (tow) All that talkin' out your neck Might just get your throat cut (ooh, ooh)
This a Mack truck, not a black truck (woo) When we move, tell 'em, "back up," click, click, clack, duck Hella bands, pull up, stashed up, super facts up All you bitches Rosa Parks, uh-oh, get your ass up, uh
Related 15 Huge Stars Who Were Backup Singers First LATEST SONG: Nicki Minaj - 'Yikes' - LYRICS HOT SONG: Meghan Trainor - 'Nice to Meet Ya' ft. Nicki Minaj - LYRICS Yikes, I play tag and you it for life (woo, life) Yikes (yikes), you a clown, you do it for likes Yikes (yikes), yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite Grip it right, he be like (woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This is something light (light, light, woo) Yikes, outta town on consistent flights Yikes, work hard, this a different white (white) Get your life, you bitches ain't livin' right (woo)
Yeah (sheesh, go), I keep two nines, yeah (sheesh) You see my face all over that Fendi design, yeah Soon as niggas press you, boy, you throw up peace signs, yeah You don't want that action, pull your cards, you decline, yeah
Uh (woo, woo), I keep two dimes, yeah (woo, woo) Walk up to a bad bitch, be like, "I think you fine," yeah I don't play with demons, Satan, get thee behind, yeah 'Bout to get fucked up on margarita with two limes, yeah
Ooh, I've been the same Ain't shit changed, this ain't nothin' new (woo) That pretty frame, diamond chain, what the fuck it do? Yo, clear the way, it's some bad bitches comin' through (sheesh) I give two F's like the letters that are on my shoe
Yikes, I play tag and you it for life (woo, life) Yikes (yikes), you a clown, you do it for likes Yikes (yikes), yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite Grip it right, he be like (woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This is something light (light, light, woo) Yikes, outta town on consistent flights Yikes, work hard, this a different white (white) Get your life, you bitches ain't livin' right (ooh)
Bag talk, but ain't got no mouth for money Bag talk, hmm It's quiet, ain't no back talk (grrr) Quiet, ain't no back talk