If you could turn back time, share. Man, I just sh_tted on 'em. G-G-Gave the bitch a ride got the Continental dusty. Louis Vuitton everything, bitch), man, I just shitted on 'em. P-P-Put your number 2's in the air. You must have lost your fucking mind. I live where the mo'fucking pools & the trees is. You know the queen could use a back rub. Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em ('cause y'all a bunch of kids). Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em (you bitches, ah, man). A lot of bad bitches begging me to F 1. Bunch of lil' nappy-headed hoes runnin' around, yeah). Gucci, we don't fuck with it, it's too cheap, motherfucker).
Did It On Em Nicki Lyrics Online
If you did it on 'em. This stone is flawless, F1 I keep shooters up top in the F1 A lot of bad bitches beggin' me to eff one But I'ma eat them rap bitches when the chef come Those some fresh one's More talent in my motherfuckin' left thumb She ain't a Nicki fan then the bitch deaf, dumb You ain't my son you my motherfuckin' step-son. Move back bugs, matter fact you know the queen could use a back rub (ah). This song is from the album "Pink Friday", "Queen Radio: Volume 1" and "Pink Friday [Deluxe Edition]". That was an earthquake bitch. These little nappy headed hos need a perminator. Put your number twos in the air if you did it on 'em (Just for Me perm in your head when we see you, ow). I'm the terminator, bitch talk slick I'ma have to terminate her. All these bitches is my sons And I'ma go and get some bibs for 'em A couple formulas, little pretty lids on 'em If I had a dick, I would pull it out and piss on 'em Let me shake it off I just signed a couple deals, I might break you off And we ain't making up, I don't need a mediator Just let them bums blow steam, radiator. You know it, yeah, ho, you know it), shitted on 'em. Click stars to rate). L-L-Let me shake it off. You must've bumped your fuckin' head), man, I just shitted on 'em. A couple formulas, little pretty lids on 'em.
Did It On Em Nicki
You nappy-headed son of a bitches) Shitted on 'em (I'ma start throwing Just For Me perm at your head) Man, I just shitted on 'em (I'ma get the kid version) Shitted on 'em Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em ('cause y'all a bunch of kids) (Bunch of lil' nappy-headed hoes runnin' around, yeah) Shitted on 'em (Just For Me, you know it) Man, I just shitted on 'em (Yeah, ho, you know it, Just For Me) Shitted on 'em Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em. You got me mistaken with your mother, hoe). It was originally written by the brothers for Marvin Gaye, however it was recorded instead as a duet by Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton with the Gibb Brothers also contributing vocals. Louis Vuitton every day, bitch). I just signed a couple deals I might break you off. Shitted on 'em Man, I just shitted on 'em Shitted on 'em Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em Shitted on 'em Man, I just shitted on 'em Shitted on 'em Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em. I'ma get the kid version), shitted on 'em. More talent in my mother fucking left thumb. You must have bumped your fucking head. This stone is flawless, F-F-F 1.
Did It On Em Nicki Lyrics And Tabs
Just for Me), man, I just shitted on 'em. We at the top, bitch, she flopped), shitted on 'em. That was an earthquake, bitch) Shitted on 'em (You felt the ground shake, right? ) If I had a dick I would pull it out & piss on 'em. We at the top bitch, she flopped). You ain't my son, you my motherfucking step son. And I'm a go and get some bibs for 'em. M-M-M-Move back bugs, matter fact. You crazy, stupid, ugly, monkey-looking bitches, ah). And I ain't talking 'bout Phoenix. Bitch, I can't even spell welfare. Nicki Minaj - Did It On 'Em. Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind. But I'm a eat them rat bitches when the chef come.
Lyrics To Did It On Em
Chorus: Nicki Minaj & Safaree]. Justin Ellington, Lloyd Samuels Safaree, Onika Tanya Maraj, Shondrae Crawford. Bitch I get money so I does what I pleases. You felt the ground shake, right? I'ma start throwing Just For Me perm at your head). You bitches at the bottom of the totem pole). Just For Me, you know it).
Yeah, ho, you know it, Just For Me). You used the be here but now you gone, Nair. Y-Y-Y-ou my seed, I spray you with a germinator. Those were fresh ones.
We at the top bitch. Used to be here, now you're gone, Nair. I'ma get the kid version). Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]. Trust me, I keep a couple hundred in the duff-b. Broke bitches so crusty, disgusting. She ain't a Nicki fan then the bitch def dumb. You bitches ain't fucking with her.
T-T-Throw some fresh ones. Do you like this song? All these b_tches is my sons. I'ma start throwing Just for Me perm at your heads), man, I just shitted on 'em.