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nicki minaj - warning lyrics

[verse 1: nicki]
who da h-ll is this?
callin me at 12:47 in the night
while i’m watchin the fight.
lookin at the phone it’s no name in sight
blocked id, knew somethin just wasn’t right
it’s my girl kandi from out in miami
tellin me that my man with some b-tch in a camry
car seat in the back like he started a family
yo kan stop playin what the f-ck are you sayin?
remember them chicks from da brick ’round nine six
that we seen when we hit a lick by the projects?
oh, you mean leah, little sister maria
i use to go see her in front of the pizzeria
i didn’t say them, they schooled to some b-tch that you knew from back when some b-tch named kim
light skinned flim use to rock a low rim.
followed them to the crib, but the lights real dim
they hit me on the chirp warning me now i’m warning you
what’s it gonna be?
nicki tell me what you wanna do

[chorus:]
d-mn i’m a have to send her to her maker [x3]
i’m a send her to her maker [x2]

[verse 2: nicki]
they heard about his good s-x and long erections
nice complexion, magnums for protection
they even heard about his tongue game
how the n-gg- gave brain ain’t stopped ’til the c-m came
but that’s words of hip hop ?
i popped the b-tch top, like a corona
call a corina, it’s gonna be a lot of black dresses and chest vest’s if i find out he got a next mrs.
what you think all the goons is for
two by the door a few more out in new york
and i feel ’em curry chicken, i’m all about my green naw mean? got some fat b-tches in the kitchen
i got a spot like ox and we cook ox tail got a scale for what’s in the mail
i got whatever on my n-gg- pail, but if the n-gg- bail
i’ll have ’em sleepin with some killa whales
d-mn b-tches wanna f-ck with my man on the other hand things ain’t always what you plan
it’s the ones up in ya prom picture
so long with’cha
now they wanna creep in ya mans jeep
i bet you nicki won’t sleep
cause i’m a put the heat to ya beak, you’ll bird like tweet tweet
and watch you smoke like a cigarette
shoulda left the b-tch a pack of nicorette
leave all them foul b-tches wet
i give a f-ck about you and ya b-m crew
mami i’m the truth they salute when i come threw
i’m not runnin b-tch i bust my gun and hold on i hear somebody comin

[three knocks]
police open up!

[nicki:]
sh-t, that b-tch kandi set me up yo
p-ss the a.r. lemme let these cowards have it

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