Nicki Minaj
Nicki Minaj - Dreams songtekst
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As i sit back relax crack jokes for a mintue I think about the up & comers that could probably get {Verse 1} I might go to jail for fuckin with Hell Rell If he get Ill & Pull On My ponytails I heard Mano life is like a movie Set up the cameras fuck him in the jacuzzi Freaky Zeke that should be easy He just came home I know he wanna bone But what about J.R Writer, Im'a Skill Him & when I ra ra Ride Him Im'a grill him The nigga Pap he might could fuck me But I aint tryna Be drip Drippin a Gino green Tell stacks to bring the black card up But if I fuck him would he would he yell squad up! Tell Rich Boy to send me a pink toy Throw some d's on it & im might breathe on it & when Im Philly I gotta Fuck Gilly Snacth his big max & slap a bitch silly {hook}4x Dreams of fuckin a rap rap dude Im just playin but Im sayin {Verse 2} Put it in half way Red Cafe Put the pussy on his freckles Haha that tickles Uncle Murda could bring the handcuffs Why is that, I gotta watch out gotta get a rough neck As for gravy he might could beat You know them fat niggas love to eat & when I want a Nicki Minaj who could it be Its them Yung Gunaz Chris & Lil Neefe Nicki what about Fendi he made you pop Tell him to kick rocks or give me some top Im on my way to jers to break Ransom off Qinch his thirst when my pants come off Murda Mook & Miles gone have to battle Scoop whoever win & tell him to scadattle Run up on Mims he could give me backshots This is why, this is why, this why Im hot {Hook}4x Dreams of fuckin a rap rap dude Im just playin but im sayin