Lyrics
Did It On 'Em
[Hook]
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 yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
[Verse 1]
All these bitches is my sons
And I'mma 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
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 yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
[Hook]
(That was a earthquake, bitch!)
(You felt the ground shake, right?)
(You bitches ain't fucking with her!)
(You must of -- Aaaah!)
(You must've lost your fucking mind!)
(You must've bumped your fucking head!)
(You crazy, stupid, ugly, monkey-looking bitches!)
[Verse 2]
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'mma eat them rap bitches when the chef come
Throw some fresh one's
More talent in my mu'fuckin left thumb
She ain't a Nicki fan then the bitch def dumb
You ain't my son, you my muthafuckin step-son
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 yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
[Hook]
(I don't know what layaway look like!)
(Bitch, I can't even spell welfare!)
(You got me mistaken with your mother, ho!)
(You bitches at the bottom of the totem pole!)
(We at the top bitch - G5)
(Louis Vuitton everything, bitch!)
(Gucci - we don't fuck with it, it's too cheap, motherfucker!)
(You bitches - Ahhhh Man!)
[Verse 3]
All these bitches is my sons
And I ain't talking 'bout Phoenix
Bitch, I get money so I do's what I pleases
I live where the muthafuckin pools and the trees is
Broke bitches so crusty (disgust me)
Gave the bitch a ride, got the Continental dusty
Trust me, I keep a couple hundred in the duff-b
Couple wet wipes case a bum try to touch me (EW)
I'm the terminator
Bitch talk slick I'mma have to terminate her
These little nappy headed hoes need a perminator
You my seed, I spray you with the germinator
Move back, bugs
Matter fact, you know, the queen could use a back rub
If you could turn back time - Cher
You used to be here but now you gone - Nair
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 yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
[Hook]
You nappy-headed son of a bitches!
I'mma start throwing Just for Me Perm at your heads!
I'mma get the kid version!
The Kid one, cause you're a bunch of kids
Bunch of nappy-headed hoes running around
JUST FOR ME
You know it, yeah ho, you know
Just for Me Perm, in your head, when we see you!
OWWWWWW!!!!
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The Life Of Nicki Minaj
RomanceOnika Tanya Maraj (born December 8, 1982), aka Nicki Minaj, is a Trinidadian-born American rapper, singer and songwriter. And this is the story how it began for me.
