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- Muthafucka up feat. Tyga 歌詞 Nicki Minaj
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- Nicki Minaj Muthafucka up feat. Tyga 歌詞
- Nicki Minaj
- Ymcmb rawest nggas doing it
School for the blind i dont see these nggas doing it
Im doing it and doing it and doing it well
Nggas wanna test me boy who wanna fail
Hit you like a bully btch yeah saved by the bell
If you scared go to church ill 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 shtting on theyself you could smell the fear
And these btches laying flowers cause the king is near
T-raw this is the new flavour in ya ear
Nggas softer than baby hair
Why you acting tough heard you work at build-a-bear
Im a dealer all my girls come in deuce and pairs
Im in the building i construct so light this muthafcker up
What the funk you beezys want
Im 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 btches want it
I put my mans on it
That 110 sup that ferrari california
Nggas want beef call me tony romo
You potatoes on the sofa
Lazy muthafckas why you aint even trying
Rich or die trying why you nggas aint died yet
Wings tattoo yeah forever on some fly sht
And im with the business skip peon with a ty clip
Stay on the flight yeah ima trip
Probably up in paradise chilling like parliaments
Flow got a boner you could say im on some harder sht
Bout to make the speaker buss
Crank this muthafcka up
Crank this muthafcka up
Crank this muthafcka up
Crank this muthafcka up
Okay really i get money
I get money like a btch
She aint going nowhere but i swear that btch a trip
You see how the diamonds get to dancing
Yeah ya money short get some pants and sht
I be with a ngga with a big ol dick
Yeah i like them balls you be shooting them bricks
Fck you in the game for
Btch we up three sipping this game four
Tell em listen couple bad btchess
Out in kingston kicking up bricks and sht
Intervention btch i pay ya pension
Oh you say what i dont pay attention
Yeah these nggas want it
I put my btches on it
You know the tattoos got nicki initials on it
I put the p** sy on em cook em a pot roast
Then pull off in the ghost
Btch i do the most
What the funk you beezys want
It aint your turn better have my money
Friday like big worm
Cant see you nggas you like a little germ
Btches know im excellent like mr burns
See my dck like butter churn
Baby churn and ya girl with me fo sure
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 dont give a fck
Crank this muthafcka up
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