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only (remix) - ripsi winelover lyrics

[verse 1: nicki minaj]
yo, i never f*cked wayne, i never f*cked drake
all my life, man, f*ck’s sake
if i did i menage with ’em
and let ’em eat my ass like a cupcake
my man full, he just ate, i don’t duck n0body but tape
yeah, that was a set up for a punchline on duct tape
worried bout if my b*tt fake
worried ’bout y’all n*ggas, us straight
these girls are my sons, john and kate plus eight
when i walk in, sit up straight, i don’t give a f*ck if i was late
dinner with my man on a g5 is my idea of an update
hut one, hut two, big titties, big b*tt too
f*ck with them real n*ggas who don’t tell n*ggas what they up to
had to show b*tches where the top is, ring finger where the rock is
these hoes couldn’t test me even if their name was pop quiz
bad b*tches who i f*ck with, mad b*tches we don’t f*ck with
i don’t f*ck with them chickens unless they last name is cutlet
let it soak in, like seasonin’
and tell ’em, b*tches blow me, lance stephenson

[chorus: chris brown]
raise every bottle and cup in the sky
sparks in the air like the fourth of july
nothing but bad b*tches in here tonight
oh, if you lame and you know it be quiet
nothing but real n*ggas only, bad b*tches only
rich n*ggas only, independent b*tches only
boss n*ggas only, thick b*tches only
i got my real n*ggas here by my side, only
[verse 2: drake]
i never f*cked nicki ’cause she got a man
but when that’s over then i’m the first in line
and the other day in her maybach
i thought godd*mn, this is the perfect time
we had just come from that video
you know la traffic, how the city slow
she was sitting down on that big b*tt
but i was still staring at the titties though
yeah, low*key or may be high*key
i been peeped that you like me you know
who the f*ck you really wanna be with besides me?
i mean, it doesn’t take much for us to do this sh*t quietly, i mean
she say i’m obsessed with thick women and i agree, yeha
that’s right i like my girls bbw, yeah
type that wanna suck you dry and then eat some lunch with you, yeah
so thick that everyone else in the room is so uncomfortable
ass on houston texas, but the face look just like claire huxtable
oh, yeah, you the man in the city when the mayor f*ck with you
the nba players f*ck with you
the bad ass b*tches doing makeup and hair f*ck with you
oh, that’s ’cause i believe in something, and i stand for it
and nicki if you ever tryna f*ck
just give me the heads up so i can plan for it (pinkprint, ayy)

[verse 3: lil wayne]
i never f*cked nick’ and that’s f*cked up
if i did f*ck she’d be f*cked up
whoever is hittin’ ain’t hittin’ it right
’cause she actin’ like she need d*ck in her life
that’s another story, i’m no story teller
i p*ss greatness like gold is yellow
all my goons so overzealous
i’m from hollygroove, the holy mecca
calendar say i got money for days
i squirm and i shake, but i’m stuck in my ways
my girlfriend will beat a b*tch up if she wave
they bet’ not f*ck with her surfboard, surfboard
my eyes are so bright, i take cover for shade
don’t have my money? i take mothers instead
you got the hickups, you swallowed the truth
then i make you burp boy, treat beef like sirloin
i’m talkin’ bout runnin’ in houses with army guns
so think about your son and daughter rooms
got two hoes with me, messed up, they got smaller guns
ain’t thinkin’ bout your son and daughter rooms
this sh*t is crazy my n*gga, i mean brazy my n*gga
that money talk, i just rephrase it my n*gga
blood gang, take the “b” off behavior, my n*gga for reals
if you mouth off, i blow your face off
i mean pop*pop*pop, then i take off
now you see me, n*gga now you don’t
like jamie foxx, acting like ray charles
sixteen in a clip, one in the chamber
17 ward bully with seventeen bullets
my story is how i went from “poor me”
to “please pour me a drink and celebrate with me”

[chrous: chris brown]
raise every bottle and cup in the sky
sparks in the air like the fourth of july
nothing but bad b*tches in here tonight
oh, if you lame and you know it be quiet
nothing but real n*ggas only, bad b*tches only
rich n*ggas only, independent b*tches only
boss n*ggas only, thick b*tches only
i got my real n*ggas here by my side

[verse 4: ripsi winelover]
ayo
i did not f*ck your
daddy
i just used him for his
credit card
ill shoot you if you ever come
by me on some real sh*t
i dont like disrespectful b*tches
i will slit your throat
if you ever be disrespectful
dont come in my path
hoes

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