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super freaky girl (queen mix) - nicki minaj lyrics

she’s alright (ayo)
that girl’s alright with me (this the queen mix right here)
miami, boston, chicago, atlanta, new york, stand the f*ck up (yeah)
ayo (oop, hey, hey, hey, hey)

i can l!ck it, i can ride it while you slippin’ and slidin’
i can do all them little tricks and keep the d*ck up inside it
you can smack it, you can grip it, you can go down and kiss it
and every time he leave me ‘lone, he always tell me he miss it

he want a f*r*e*a*k (freaky girl)
f*r*e*a*k (freaky girl)
a*k, a*k, a*k
e*a*k (freaky girl)
f*r*e— (uh, jt)

pink p*ssy, pink coupe, no roof
made him eat my p*ssy leavin’ n0bu
maxed out his card, f*ck the total (yeah)
pulled up for a check, p*ssy mobile
freak b*tch, legs up, cash too (cash)
n*ggas eye f*ck me when i pass through (eye)
cc this p*ssy, you a bad n*gga
can’t be broke and be my n*gga (no)
neck froze, ah, yeah, coast
i’ma bad b*tch, get him for his pin numbers
eat the p*ssy, beat the p*ssy, drill drummer
big racks, all i’ma tryna get from him
yo, nick’? (what up, jt?)
you the winner (thank you)
and i’m the princess of this sh*t
and a motherf*ckin’ gang member
ha, haha, haha, ha

brr, haha
f*f*freak (gang, gang got the hammer and the wrench)
some gyal ah freak, gyal ah freak (why you body that verse like that?)
gyal ah freak, freak, freak, freak (nicki, nicki, bia)

i’ma take the whole thing if i’m takin’ the d*ck (i’ma take it, i’ma take it)
and i got ninety*nine problems ‘cept for makin’ it fit (oh)
i see some b*tches, mini*me’s, and it’s makin’ me sick (ew)
i’m just the realest b*tch you seen with nicki takin’ a pic (barbia)
i like all my diamonds dancin’
they wanna know if we f*ck in a masion
mmm, ask nicki
if i’m in the room, then sh*t get sticky
i’m so bad i could touch myself again
f*ck myself like the clermont twins
he wanna f*ck on all my friends
i’m too rich for an onlyfans

ayo, drillary clinton

i’m a very freaky girl so don’t bring me to mommas (uh*huh)
if i pull up with that bl!cky sitckin’ out of my prada (bang*bang)
and i ain’t goin’ if you broke so go get you some dollars (okay)
i get my own, you know the saying: mo money, mo problems
he like ’em freaky, p*ssy squeaky
give me that tongue, make it leaky
i make it wet, nickname fiji (oh)
let him record me, turn it to me, me (yeah)
now he only seeing me, me
out on his man, i told him to leave me (on god)
you don’t love me, you love that i’m freaky
can’t play with my heart, better play with your wee*wee
hahahaha, ak

told him: leave that b*tch alone she ain’t f*ckin’ you right (f*ck her)
you can beat it but you gotta wear a glove like mike (yeah)
you know the d*ck real good, he be doin’ it right (i’m on it)
i’m talkin’ doin’ it and doin’ it and doin’ it (oh)
while his b*tch blowin’ up my phone every other night (uh*huh)
but i can’t argue with no bum b*tch
i’m cool j take a ll (f*ck, yeah)
and i’m too player to ever kiss and tell
them n*ggas spend a forty right at chanel
then i send him back to you like: farewell
he give me left strokes, back strokes
put that d all down my throat (yeah)
no gag reflex, i ain’t never gonna choke (oh)
bad ass b*tch, i ain’t never goin’ broke
f*r*e*a*k
can’t mention the freak without ak, that’s ‘bar, b*tch

freak, f*f*freak
(how you gonna say: no gag reflex, ain’t never gonna choke? haha)
some gyal ah freak, gyal ah freak, gyal ah freak
gyal ah, gyal ah—, freak, freak, freak
ayo, new york, malii

he wanna eat it, if he bite, i’ma turn around and fight him
i’ma put this p*ssy on him, have him sleepin’ like nyquil
what’s up daddy? he like mami, i jacked ue’s from biden
i’m like, “oh, just keep me fly”, drippy stylin’, profilin’, uh
‘cause these b*tches be eaters and bottom feeders
i been had stripes like i’m down with adidas
b*tches on my body ’cause it’s follow the leader
n*ggas on my body ’cause i’m hot like a heater
price goin’ up like a cab with a meter
bad lil’ bitty, they be fiendin’ to meet her
bad lil’ bitty, they be fiendin’ to be her

whole lotta money like nicki and bia
keep your two cents, b*tch, this ain’t a meter
i ain’t talkin’ spanish when i say: señorita
told that b*tch ghost writer: yo, send your reader
oh, you ain’t know, ho? ask wikipedia
these b*tches hungry, guess i’m just greedier
these b*tches ugly, my b*tches prettier
horseback ridin’, i be like: giddy up
when i touch a city, paint it red like graffiti up
i ain’t gotta beg for sympathy from the media
eediat

- nicki minaj lyrics

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