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cookiemonster21 - only lyrics

[verse 1 – nicki minaj:]
yo, i never f-cked wayne, i never f-cked drake
on my life, man, f-ck’s sake
if i did i’d minaj wid’ him and let ’em eat my -ss like a cupcake
my man full, he just ate, i don’t duck n-body but tape
yea, that was a setup for a punchline on duct tape
worried ’bout if my b-tt fake
worry ’bout ya’ll n-gg-s, us straight
these girls are my sons, jon and kate plus eight
when i walk in, sit up straight, i don’t give a f-ck if i was late
dinner with my man on a g5 is my idea of a up-date
hut hut one, hut hut two, big t-tties, big b-tt too
f-ck with them real n-gg-s who don’t tell n-gg-s what they up to
had to show b-tches where the top is, ring finger where the rock is
dez hoes couldn’t test me even if they name was pop quiz
bad b-tches who i f-ck with’, mad b-tches we don’t f-ck with’
i don’t f-ck with’ them chickens unless they last name is cut let
let it soak in like seasoning
and tell them b-tches, blow me, lance stephenson

[hook – chris brown:]
raise every bottle and cup in the sky
sparks in the air like the fourth of july
nothing but bad b-tches in here tonight
oh, if you lame and you know it be quiet
nothing but real n-gg-s only, bad b-tches only
rich n-gg-s only, independent b-tches only
boss n-gg-s only, thick b-tches only
i got my real n-gg-s here by my side, only

[verse 2 – drake:]
i never f-cked nicki cause she got a man
but when that’s over then i’m first in line
and the other day in her maybach
i thought god d-mn, this is the perfect time
we had just come from that video
you know la traffic, how the city slow
she was sitting down on that big b-tt
but i was still staring at the t-tties though
yea, low key or maybe high key
i been peeped that you like me, you know
who the f-ck you really wanna be with besides me?
i mean, it doesn’t take much for us to do this sh-t quietly
i mean, she say i’m obsessed with thick women and i agree
yea, that’s right, i like my girls bbw, yea
type to wanna suck you dry and then eat some lunch with you
yeah, so thick that everybody else in the room is so uncomfortable
-ss on houston texas, but the face look just like claire huxtable
oh, yea, you the man in the city when the mayor f-ck with you
the nba players f-ck with you
the bad -ss b-tches doing makeup and hair f-ck with you
oh, that’s cause i believe in something, i stand for it
and nicki if you ever try to f-ck
just give me the heads up so i can plan for it
(pinkprint, aye)

[hook]
raise every bottle and cup in the sky
sparks in the air like the fourth of july
nothing but bad b-tches in here tonight
oh, if you lame and you know it be quiet
nothing but real n-gg-s only, bad b-tches only
rich n-gg-s only, independent b-tches only
boss n-gg-s only, thick b-tches only
i got my real n-gg-s here by my side, only

[verse 3 – lil’ wayne:]
i never f-cked nicki and that’s f-cked up
if i did f-ck she’d be f-cked up
whoever is h-ttin’ ain’t hittin’ it right
cause she act like she need d-ck in her life
but that’s another story, i’m no story teller
i p-ss greatness like goldish yellow
all my goons so overzealous
i’m from hollygrove, the holy mecca
calendar say i got money for days
i squirm and i shake, but i’m stuck in my ways
my girlfriend would beat a b-tch up if she waved
they bet not f-ck with her surfboard, surfboard
my eyes are so bright, i take cover for shade
don’t have my money? take mother’s instead
you got the hiccups, you swallow the truth
then i make you burp, boy, street beef like sirloin
i’m talkin’ bout running in houses with army guns
so think about your son and daughter rooms
got two hoes with me, messed up, they got smaller guns
ain’t thinkin’ ’bout your son and daughter rooms
this sh-t is crazy, my n-gg-
i been praising, my n-gg-
that money talk, i just rephrase it, my n-gg-
blood gang take the b off behavior, my n-gg-
for reals if you mouth off i blow your face off
i mean pop-pop-pop then i take off, n-gg-
now you see me, n-gg-, now you don’t
like jamie foxx acting like ray charles
16 in the clip, one in the chamber
17 ward bully with 17 bullets
my story is how i went from poor me
to please pour me a drink and celebrate with me

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