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barbie dreams - nicki minaj lyrics

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[intro]
uh!
r.i.p. to b.i.g.
cl-ssic sh-t

[verse 1]
i’m lookin’ for a n-gg- to give some babies
a handful of weezy, sprinkle of dave east
man, i ain’t got no type like jxmmi and swae lees
but if he can’t f-ck three times a night—peace!
i tried to f-ck 50 for a powerful hour
but all that n-gg- wanna do is talk power for hours
b-beat the p-ssy up, make sure it’s a k-o
step your banks up like you’re movin’ that yayo
somebody go and make sure karrueche okay though
i heard she think i’m tryna give the coochie to quavo
they always wanna beat it up, goon up the p-ssy
man, maybe i should let him autotune up the p-ssy
all these bow wow challenge n-gg-s lyin’ and sh-t
man, these fetty wap n-gg-s stay eyein’ my sh-t
drake worth a hundred milli, always buyin’ me sh-t
but i don’t know if the p-ssy wet or if he cryin’ and sh-t
meek still be in my dms, i be havin’ to duck him
“i used to pray for times like this” face–ss when i f-ck him
man, uzi is my baby, he ain’t takin’ a l
but he took it literally when i said “go to h-ll!”
used to f-ck with young thug, i ain’t addressin’ this sh-t
c-caught him in my dressing room, stealin’ dresses and sh-t
i used to give this n-gg- with a lisp teslas and sh-t
how you want the pu-thy? can’t say your s’s and sh-t

[chorus]
dreams of f-ckin’ one of these little rappers
i’m just playin’, but i’m sayin’ (b-b-b-barbie)
dreams of f-ckin’ one of these little rappers
i’m just playin’, but i’m sayin’ (b-b-b-barbie)
dreams of f-ckin’ one of these little rappers
i’m just playin’, but i’m sayin’ (b-b-b-barbie, b-b-b-barbie)
dreams of f-ckin’ one of these little rappers
i’m just playin’, but i’m sayin’ (barbie dreams, b-b-b-barbie)

[verse 2]
i remember when i used to have a crush on special ed
shoutout desiigner ’cause he made it out of special ed
you wanna f-ck me, you gotta give some special head
’cause this p-ssy had these n-gg-s on some special meds
like mike tyson he was bitin’ my sh-t
talkin’ ’bout, “yo, why you got these n-gg-s fightin’ and sh-t?”
on the, on the real, i should make these n-gg-s scr-p for the p-ssy
young m.a and lady luck, get the strap for this p-ssy, uh
and i woulda had odell beckham bangin’ the cake
’til i saw him hoppin’ out of cars dancin’ to drake
i been a five-star b-tch, man, word to gotti
i’ma do that n-gg- future dirty, word to scottie
had to cancel dj khaled, boy, we ain’t speakin’
ain’t no fat n-gg- tellin’ me what he ain’t eatin’
yg and the game with the hammer yellin’, “gang! gang!”
this ain’t what i meant when i said a gang bang
tekashi want a ménage, i said “tre-way”
curved him and went the kim and kanye way
em, cop the barbie dreamhouse, then you can play the part
i-i ain’t tryna bust it open in the trailer park

[chorus]
dreams of f-ckin’ one of these little rappers
i’m just playin’, but i’m sayin’ (b-b-b-barbie)
dreams of f-ckin’ one of these little rappers
i’m just playin’, but i’m sayin’ (b-b-b-barbie)
dreams of f-ckin’ one of these little rappers
i’m just playin’, but i’m sayin’ (b-b-b-barbie, b-b-b-barbie)
dreams of f-ckin’ one of these little rappers
i’m just playin’, but i’m sayin’ (barbie dreams, b-b-b-barbie)

[verse 3]
you know i’m all ’bout them dollars
i be supportin’ them scholars
i let him give me some brain, but he wanted me to ride it
so i said, “f-ck it, i’m in.”
he wanna cut like a trim
and if he act like he know, i let him f-ck it again
i got them bars, i’m indicted
i’m poppin’, i’m uninvited
i said, “just lick on the cl-toris, n-gg-, don’t f-ckin’ bite it!”
i ride his –, in the circle
i turn stefan into urkel
i go around and around and i’ma go down in slow motion
the-then i pick it up, look at it
i said, “daddy, come get at it,” uh
yellow brick road, he said that i am a wiz at it
yeah, they want it, want it
you know i flaunt it, flaunt it
i’m a trendsetter: everything i do, they do
yeah, i put ’em up on it, on it
¡dimelo, papi, papi!
yo quiero sloppy, sloppy
i’ll give it to you if you beat it up like baki, baki
i-i-i-i’ma k!ll ’em with the shoe
no ceiling is in the roof
and i’m big, give me the loot
twelve cylinders in the coupe
i get down with the chrome, i tell ’em when i’ma shoot
i just bang, bang, bang, real k!llas is in my group
gorillas is in my unit, vacationin’ where it’s humid
and i shine, shine, shine, got diamonds all in my cubans
i’m in la times more than when n-gg-s lootin’
and my flow spit crack, i think that n-gg- usin’
he done bodied everybody, in closing these b-tches losin’
usin’, usin’ up a b-tch movin’
no, i ain’t stuttered and no, i ain’t ruben
d-mn, a b-tch snoozin’
shoutout to my jews, l’chaim, rick rubin
big fat t-tties, yes they be protrudin’
i be like, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, bring the lube in
i be like, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, bring the lube in

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