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Come on a Cone – Nicki Minaj

Uhh! Unghh!
Bitches ain’t serious, man these bitches delirious
All these bitches inferiors, I just pimp my interiors
I just pick up and go, might pick up a hoe
Might give conversation, if you kick up the dough
Never mind my money; never mind my stacks
Every bitch wanna be me, you can find ’em in Saks
“Pink Friday” two milli, “Super Bass” triple plat
When you see me on Ellen, just admit that I’m winning
Do a show for Versace, they request me by name
And if they don’t get Nicki, it just won’t be the same
When I’m sitting with Anna, I’m really sitting with Anna
Ain’t a metaphor punchline, I’m really sitting with Anna!!
Front row at Oscar de la Renta posture
Ain’t a bitch that could do it, not even my impostor
Put these bitches on lockout, where the fuck is your roster?
I pull up in that new new, marinara and pasta

[Chorus:]
Shake my head yo I’m mad, ain’t a bitch in my zone
In the middle of nowhere, I just feel so alone
Got the certification, cause it come with the stone
But this ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, It should come on a cone
And my ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, It should come on a cone
Cause my ice is so cold, It should come on a cone

7-Up went and gave, my commercial to Cee-Lo
But don’t tell them I said it, let’s keep it on the d-low
If you need you a look, just put me on your song
But you know it’ll cost, about six figures long
But you bitches ain’t got it, where the fuck is your budgets?
Flying spurs for hers; me I’m fucking above it
And I just got the ghost, and I’m calling it (Casper)
But this shit is so cold, it belong in Alaska
Why the fuck am I styling? I competes with myself
When you win against Nicki, you depleted your wealth
And I’m not masturbating, but I’m feeling myself
Paparazzi is waiting, cause them pictures’ll sell
Now don’t you feel a-stupid, yeah that’s egg on your face
If you wasn’t so ugly, I’d put my dick in yo’ face!
[Singing] Dick in your face; put my dick in your face, yeah!

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[Chorus]

[Outro]
Ooohh-ooh, dick in your face [3x]
Put my dick in your face
Put my dick in your face, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah (YUH!)

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Grindin – Nicki Minaj

[Talking:]
Ok, ok, ok… chea, come on, come on, uhuh, listen

[Verse 1:]
Ye’ ain’t sayin nothin lil mama I got those and I’m bout to bl- blow like snot nose,
(wha) oh no, no homo this is for my niggas, my niggas that don’t kno please tell these rap
Bitches to get ready don’t get gased unless your gettin getty, don’t get jerk. your jerk
Don’t get nutty fix up your paper work your sumbody. but you ain’t better than the president
I’m just to eliquent. bitch I’m tha president. I be sittin on a elephant coutin all my money
Where stella went… and I don’t need my groove back unless tha nigga lookin like 2-pac
Unless he got colors like tu-can… sam, sam I am. diffrent color lambs green eggs and ham
Bet I can bake a gram like the bakers man. stop runnin up on me like who? what? when
I stay around the white ike the klu klux klan. I stay around the sand butter peacan tan
(look) butter peacan tan. I stay around the sand butter peacan tan nigga,

[Talkin’:]
Damn, look I’m a bad bitch, I’m a give ya’ll a couple more bars. it’s nothin listen

I was shotgun when the bentley cruised up. I’m a bad bitch I jus throw my shoes up
I don’t say hi I jus throw my 2’s up.when I’m in texas I chuck my deuce up. bitches is snake
Sorta like meduca. fly kid on the beats like a new producer (I hate Nicki Minaj) just excuse
Her I’m in a GT she in a PT cruiser. I’m in the PT Bruiser, dang lil mama you is such a loser,
Ok you is such a loser, dang lil mama you is such a loser

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[Talkin’:]
I mean if I’m not the the badest bitch then who the fuck is I mean… you kno wen I
Do it’s done get who you want like I’m a bodie every last bitch in the game, I’m a sit on tha throne
And these bitches gunna have 2 be pickin my fruit out like. I want sum I’ll like sum fresh strawberries
And shit tell dem bitches to get ready 2 pick my fruit out… I’m a be sittin on tha throne like Micheal
Jackson and Eddie Murphy it’s nothin… ye yeh digg [laughs]

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Playtime Is Over – Nicki Minaj

[Big Mike:]
Big mike, the new baddest bxtch in the game
She go by the name of Nicki Minaj
Let’s get this shit poppin, playtime is ova motha fucka

[Nicki Minaj:]
This the one they was waitin on baby
I had to do it

Just when they thought it was safe to play I
Hit’em with the N.I.C the K.I
I’m tinkerbell he’s peter pay-a
To these rap bitches I’m mother may-a
I wanna kno why you waste your yime
On these rap hoes that don’t write they rhymes
Get a can of a sprite with a twist of lime
Money money money always on my mind
Coupe color purple no I’m not celie
We run new york like we play relay
My flight took off yours has been delayed
Give it to them early bitches so don’t be late
Play time is ova when I spit bars
My mixtape bring
All the boys to the yard
All the boys want Nicki
All the boys want mine
All the boys say they love me, yea they love me long time
Yes I’m the girl that you heard of
I commit murda
I body bitches I don’t need a burna
Queens, oh yes I rep queens
Little white T, plus sum tight jeans
I make it heard for these chicks to breath
Wrist on freeze I freeze up my sleeves
We gettin money like it grow on trees
Stay on my a Q’z I stay on my P’z
After I’m done the you will acknowledge
I’m the president never went to college
I’m a bad bitch I don’t need no stylist
Tell a bitch holla when she get my dollas
Bitches talk shit, but what is you sayin
Got the illest dude in the game speakin my name
I’m the one, I’m the one you heard me
Same number they stiched on mcGrady jersey
If I show you how to do it will you reimburse me
Let me put on my pumps let me grab my skirt see,
I am such a lil ladys let me do my curtsi
Fuck a dry pussy bitch cause I know she thirsty.

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Handstand (Feat. Shanell) – Nicki Minaj

Lirik lagu: Handstand (Feat. Shanell)

We like them boyz with them rubber band bands.
He move weight keep a couple gram grams
So (so so so) where your money put it in your hand hands
Now (now now now) make it flip make it do a handstand [x2]

[Chorus:]
Do a handstand can you do a hand stand flip that
Money make it do a handstand. I can make it
Scream like a summer jam fan where are my bands
Where my rubber band mans

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
It’s offical bang your pistols play your money it’s funny
I mean it tickles. I need a D-boy I need a president and
If your spending them stacks I need some evidence.
Then you can bring out all them cars that they rap bout.
Then I’m a let you eat it like I put the snacks out. don’t say
You can’t say you can say you can can flip that money
Flip it like a handstand.

[Chorus:]
Do a handstand can you do a handstand flip that money
Make it do a handstand. I can make it scream like a summer jam fan
Where are my bands where my rubber band mans

[Verse 2: Shannell]
He’s a banker by nature he’ll call and slick of the debt that
You owe and thank ya. he’ll switch the toys out never the
Same route. but niggas acting like they ain’t about to pay out.
Taking me out just to ask how my day went. tryna show me I’m his
Number one investment. he kno what I like. stay on your job type.
I’ll pop if you can pop like you got rubber bands we like

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[Chorus:]
Do a handstand can you do a hand stand flip that
Money make it do a handstand. I can make it
Scream like a summer jam fan where are my bands
Where my rubber band mans

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj & Shannell]
Cause we like them bad boys and bad cars
Them hood rich dope boyz and trap stars [x2]

[Verse 4: Shannell]
See I’m a rubber lover so wrap it and I’ll hug ya.
Then we can stick together like them dollars
Out the printer. bad boys I catch call me
Undercover. street grindin cold cut motherfucker.

[Verse 5: Nicki Minaj]
Yo yo yo he flip like handstand he cookin them 10 grams.
Give him the grand slam in back of the phan dam,
I mean the phantom. I can’t stand bums. somethin bout
His money make a nigga handsme. cuff cuff throw ya badge on me.
Guaranteed you can’t puff puff pass on me. we can crush crush
You can spend your stach on me. cause I kno you want to smach it
Like a crash dummy

[Chorus:]
Do a handstand can you do a hand stand flip that
Money make it do a handstand. I can make it
Scream like a summer jam fan where are my bands
Where my rubber band mans

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