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It was a quarter pass 3 when I ran Rell Didn't my keys but my name ring bells A little white tee Adidas with the shells in the coup. Oh shoot broke a nail Let me, let me think what I gotta, do Should I get the or the chrome 22 if a bird try to get out of the cage 1 bitch down New York Times page I went to Starbucks I to get a frapo had a Snapple apple with the capo That's but that's irrelevent Threw him a couple benji's now I'm the I'm Nicki and Nicki so Slick Ricky flow be so icky Now class is finished you'll be 'bout 3 So all ya'll rap bitches ya'll know bout me, nigga.
know bout me Wutchoo, know bout me know bout me Wutchoo, wutchoo They say the is a fool, the girl keep on boppin' The girl get them girls, and girls get it poppin' know bout me Wutchoo, wutchoo know me Whutchoo bout me Wutchoo, wutchoo The girl gettin' money, of dirty money I'll you how to do it if you gettin' somethin' from me
Got some titties, yes they are pretty how I got the S the 550 That's cause I gets, I gets, I busy why I don't need you to come get me I'm than the dude at the Neverland In a money green coup with a Holla at'em get a leaf clover Go, go me guaranteed ya over Look, all the kids sweat like a mexican Cause I got more kicks than a tan-trum trum trum Ya slow poke, run, run, run, my lil coke And S-M-I-the L-E and ain't one thing could tell me Cause I write, write, my own shit I'm the one like I'm the culprit,