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dirty dub - nicki minaj lyrics

[verse 1]
carter called, lemme get the car key
you don’t want it with the harajuku barbie!
keep a marquise, everything’s sparkly (man man down!)
hit em on a walkie*talkie
hit em, hit em knock*knock, tell em “let me in”
my name rings bells, b*tch, buzz me in!
and i only stop for pedestrians, or real real bad lesbians
hit em wit the mac, hit em wit the tec 9
hit em wit the ruger by the inters*x sine
hit em wit a tommy so my n*ggas call me pammy and i always eat the jammy in the trunk or in the lamby
put my whole borough on my back and i’m gooda
i don’t wanna hear what you would, what you coulda
i represent all the girls that stood up
used to drink water with a little bit of sugar
now i’m in the gym with my squats and my sit*ups
doin’ the scissor*leg on the mat with my foot up
young black pin*up, all of my b*tches did up, now i’m tellin la reid to step his bid up
and i’m tellin president carter he picked a winner
b*tches like nelly and kelly got a dilemma
these birds all fly south in the winter
f*ck i look like chompin’ on a chicken dinner?
you can hate me, but why knock my hustle;
i’ma be a queen no matter how they shuffle
skirts with the ruffle, louis on the duffle
i’m a bad b*tch * no muzzle. (no muzzle)
b*tches is softer than al dente, cut from a different kentae
tell em i’m the ninja, weezy is my sensei
so i call him splinter, faster than a sprinter
gimme my chopsticks, i’ll have the rap b*tches for dinner
this is for my gentlemen in b*tton*ups and khakis
this is for my n*gga 7*up in castaki
this is for my n*ggas wheelying them kawasakis
shout out to the back east salt fish ackes
kisses to my fans, unless i’m feeling kinda c*cky
winter wonderland is on my hand, it’s kinda rocky
i am nicki, minaj or lewinski
pumps on the clutch, right hand on the six*speed
write my own raps i gotta go, i gotta get me (gotta get me.)

- nicki minaj lyrics

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