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Blow Ya Mind

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 03.09.2012

[Chorus]
She said her name was Nicki
She came to play, and her body was sick yeah
She kill when she walks, so sexy when she talks
Oh, you know she gonna blow your mind.
okay, Nicki
Somebody somebody, Some somebody
Somebody somebody, so, somebody somebody
Some somebody, Somebody somebody

[Nicki Minaj - Verse 1]
A yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
these bitches fall and bump they little heads
I got em like, oh, which one of them Ima dead
Cuz when they get sick, they start to cough bread
So (coughs cough cough) just cough up that bread
your body look right, plus we crop heads
The Rolls Royce Phantom, yeah the drop head
And that just goes to show I'm that bitch
got 26 inch the rims with black lips.
And this is the anthem, this this is the anthem
And this is the anthem, this this is the anthem
In ear, in ear, in ear, All in ya in ear
all ya pussy (?) on ya chinny chin chinny

[Chorus]

[Nicki Minaj - Verse 2]
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa, tell that nigga not to drink no mo'
Thinking that he hot, he really just so-so.
Thats just a Ridiculous mo-fo.
fuck I look like, All That.
Pull Up In the all black.
Suede on my floormat.
Bad bitch format.
Rose, Call that.
Don't expect a call back
cuz I'm international, tell him to call me Borat
This is the anthem, this this is the anthem. [x2]
In ear, in ear, in ear, All in ya in ear
all ya pussy (?) on ya chinny chin chinny

[Chorus]

What the fuck I look Like? [x8]
I'ma bad motherfucker.

[Chorus]


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