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[intro: trina & nicki minaj]
ayo, trina! you ready?
aye, nic’! let’s get ‘em! yeah
light the blunt

[verse 1: trina]
this one is for french montana
tory lanez and friends
jay harden, and you too, mr. martin
i curved y’all boys (no disrespect to y’all boys)
yeah! i curved y’all boys (no disrespect to y’all boys)
and to my n-gg-s with b-tches that like causin’ drama
me and my bad b-tches, we like “f-ck his baby mama!”
he cop me them chanel bags, them diamonds vvs
see this five hundred million dollar mansion, this [rack?] ’round my neck

[pre-chorus: nicki minaj]
this is for the ones who happily
always toppin’ me sloppily
if your money monopoly, i ain’t f-ckin’ you properly (no!)
he been trying the liquor, taste like a strawberry daiquiri
the interior chicken and the exterior broccoli
when i crunch you in that range rov’ the barbie chain glow
keep a baddie with me and we curve ‘em like a rainbow (drrrrrr)
rockin’ ice grills like some serious b-tches (let’s go!)
it’s the barbie and the baddest, (uh) sagittarius b-tches

[hook: juvenile]
give me a project b-tch
give me a hoodrat chick
one that don’t give a f-ck
and say she took that d-ck
give me a project chick
give me a hoodrat b-tch
one that don’t give a f-ck
and say she took that d-ck

[verse 2: trina]
i know a dude named wayne that i used to f-ck
i slid on him, got a check, then i was off in that truck
ferrari 4-door, hit the gas, left foot on the clutch
countin’ money bags, sh-t, i been bossin’ up

[verse 3: nicki minaj]
i know this ball player that i been wantin’ to f-ck
i deal with rich n-gg-s and all of them give it up (uh huh)
project b-tches, -ss fatter than the rest of them (yeah)
b-tches so bad, got ’em [coughin’?] and’a [?] (oop)
[?] [dice?], (okay) his coupes is nice (uh huh)
i be playin’ with his b-lls, (why?) cause hoops is life (okay)
got a new york n-gg-, (mmm) miami n-gg-
always yellin’ “gang gang” wit’ da hammer n-gg- (drrrr)
i got a -ss eatin’ pro, (oh) he’s suckin’ my toes (yeah)
got a b-tch bussin’ off like calico (haha)
i got a beggin’–ss dude, want me to ride his face (kyuh)
got a young side-n-gg-, gotta hide my face
(drrrrrr)

[verse 4: trina]
it’s the two baddest b-tches that they love to hate
we racin’ yachts, it’s a bad b-tch holiday
it’s barbie and cinderella in gucci and donatella
i got a young rich n-gg- with a trap in alpharetta
i got a couple haitian n-gg-s who be swipin’ them cards
gettin’ that income tax money, takin’ trips with minaj
i know some west coast n-gg-s wanna bang me out
i show you what a project chick is about
show us the money

- trina lyrics

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