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nicki minaj - freestyle lyrics

freestyle lyrics
[intro: nicki minaj & dj whiteowl]
dj whiteowl
as i sit back, relax, crack jokes for a minute
i think about the up+and+comers that could prolly get it

[verse 1: nicki minaj]
i might go to jail for f+ckin’ with h+ll rell
if he get ill and pull on my ponytails
i heard maino life was like a movie (c’mon)
set up the cameras, f+ck him in the jacuzzi (my life is a movie)
freekey zekey, that should be easy, he just came home (home)
i know he wanna bone (i know he wanna bone)
“but what about j.r. writer?” i’ma sk!ll him
and when i r+r+ride him, i’ma grill him (kyuh)
that n+gga pap, he might could f+ck me (f+ck me)
but i ain’t tryna be drip+drippin’ no gino green (no gino green)
tell stack to bring thе black card up
but if i f+ck him, would he, would he yell, “squad up?”
tеll rich boy to send me a pink toy (kyuh)
throw some ds on it (uh+huh) and i might breathe on it (okay)
and when i’m philly, i gotta f+ck gillie (ah+ha)
sn+tch his big mac and slap a b+tch silly

[chorus: nicki minaj]
dreams of f+ckin’ a rap+rap dude
i’m just playin’, but i’m sayin’
dreams of f+ckin’ a rap+rap dude
i’m just playin’, but i’m sayin’
dreams of f+ckin’ a rap+rap dude
i’m just playin’, but i’m sayin’
dreams of f+ckin’ a rap+rap dude
i’m just playin’, but i’m sayin’
[verse 2: nicki minaj]
put it in halfway, (who?) red café
put the p+ssy on his freckles (ha+ha, that tickles)
uncle murda could bring the handcuffs, why’s that?
i gotta what? yo, gotta get a ruffneck (oh, i get it)
as for gravy, he might could beat (he might could beat)
you know them fat n+ggas love to eat (love to eat)
and when i wanna nicki minaj, who could it be? (yeah)
it’s them young gunnaz, chris and lil’ neef
“well, nicki, what about fendi? he made you pop” (i don’t know)
tell him to kick rocks (kyuh) or give me some top (c’mon)
i’m on my way to jers, break ransom off
quench his thirst when my pants come off
murda mook and millz gon’ have to battle (uh+huh)
scoop whoever win and tell ’em to skee+daddle (kyuh)
run up on mims, he could give me back shots (come here)
this is why, this is why, this is why i’m hot, n+gga

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