Queen! Only on 'em C's if it's breeze, Red Ruby Da Sleeze (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Chinese on my sleeve, these wannabe Chun-Lis
Anyway, nǐ hǎo (Nǐ Hǎo, uh-oh)
Who the fuck told bitches they was me now? (Uh-oh, ooh)
by Sanderlei Silveira - 04/03/2023
Queen! Only on 'em C's if it's breeze, Red Ruby Da Sleeze (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Chinese on my sleeve, these wannabe Chun-Lis
Anyway, nǐ hǎo (Nǐ Hǎo, uh-oh)
Who the fuck told bitches they was me now? (Uh-oh, ooh)
I knew these bitches was slow, I ain't know these bitches senile (Ooh)
Married a shooter case you niggas tried to breathe loud (Brr-brr)
Boom your face off, then I tell him, "Cease fire"
I'm the AB side
Seven-hundred on 'em horses when we fixin' to leave (Uh-oh)
But I don't fuck with horses since Christopher Reeves (Uh-oh)
(Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Gotta be careful when I dip, it's flips all in the whip
It's 40s with 30 clips, FN's with the switch
Guacamole with the taco, waitin' on El Chapo
Came in the Rolls and left low in a Tahoe
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Bad gyal don't die-die-die (Brr)
Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta
Real one lick a shot-ta-ta
She my lil' vibe, my lil' ah-ah-ah
Bad gyal don't run from nobody, like ah
Rude boy want me touchin' on his body, like yah
Boy affi dead if he ever diss me
You know what to do if he ever miss me
[Bridge: Nicki Minaj]
Miss me with that na-na-na, na-na-na-na
I stay with my na-na-na, na-na-na-na
His ex hit him, he like "Nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah"
He want the bad gyal sleeze like that
Well, I'ma tease like that
Ill na-na-na, na-na-na-na
He told me bring him that na-na-na, na-na-na-na
We don't be Karen like Donna-na, na-na-na-na
I like it when he grab my cheeks like that (Uh)
Why I'm a freak like that?
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Bad gyal don't die-die-die
Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta
Real one lick a shot-ta-ta
She my lil' vibe, my lil' ah-ah-ah
Bad gyal don't run from nobody, like ah
Rude boy want me touchin' on his body, like yah
Boy affi dead if he ever diss me
You know what to do if he ever miss me
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[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj & Lumidee]
When the Queen leave, bitches wanna come out like a cockroach (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Until I'm cookin' in the kitchen like a pot roast
That new Spectre, we don't fill pot holes (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Dorito—bitches mad that they not chose
Shout out my vatos
Shout out to hoes that's watchin' me like Movados (Click, click, click)
All them, all them botched face photos, why would you post those?
Make a gyal duppy since I heard you like my ghost hoes
Big truck but I'm alone like Post though (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Call Malone and tell him I'm goin' postal (Brr)
These bitches rappin' like my blooper roll (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Desert Eagle if your nigga actin' super bold
(Got 'em, got 'em, got 'em) Got 'em like "Uh-oh"
Gun fingers like niggas doin' the bogle
Ya fuckin' bozo
That .40 cal a make 'em dance like a go-go
Super fakks, that's word to Super Cat
We ah rude gyal youth and we nuh tek back we chat
Cause bitches couldn't walk in my Crocs, that's word to Dundee
Just a bunch of airheads like Kelly Bundy
Man, these bitches so slow, man, they slower than sloths (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Six-hundred horse, how you gon' catch the boss?
Caught 'em with they hand out, tryna catch the sauce (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Thierry Mugler flow tryna cut the cloth
See the difference is I run businesses (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
If I ain't employ you, then what ya business is?
I'll have staff roll up, like what the business is? (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Oh, you don't know that my niggas kill witnesses?
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Bad gyal don't die-die-die
Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta
Real one lick a shot-ta-ta
She my lil' vibe, my lil' ah-ah-ah
Bad gyal don't run from nobody, like ah
Rude boy want me touchin' on his body, like yah
Boy affi dead if he ever diss me
You know what to do if he ever miss me, yeah
[Outro: Lumidee]
If you want me to stay
I'll never leave
If you want me to stay
We'll always be
If you want me to stay
I'll never leave
If you want me to stay
Love endlessly
If you want me to stay
Raíña! Só en 'em c's se é brisa, Red Ruby da Sleeze (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Chinés na manga, estes wannabe chun-lis
En fin, nǐ hǎo (nǐ hǎo, uh-oh)
Quen carallo lle dixo ás cadelas que eran eu agora? (Uh-oh, ooh)
Sabía que estas cadelas eran lentas, non sei estas cadelas senil (ooh)
Casado cunha caixa de tiradores que niggas intentou respirar en voz alta (Brr-Brr)
Boom a cara fóra e logo dígolle: "Cesar o lume"
Son o lado AB
Setecentos en cabalos cando fixemos "para saír (uh-oh)
Pero non fodín con cabalos desde Christopher Reeves (Uh-Oh)
(Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Teño que ter coidado cando me mergullo, está flips todo no látego
Son 40 anos con 30 clips, fn co interruptor
Guacamole co taco, agarda en El Chapo
Entrou nos rolos e deixou baixo nun tahoe
[Coro: Nicki Minaj]
Bad Gyal Don't Die-Die-Die (BRR)
Cen roldas niso, grrah-ta-ta
Real One Lick a Shot-Ta-Ta
Ela a miña lil 'vibe, o meu lil' ah-ah-ah
Bad Gyal non corre de ninguén, como Ah
Rapaz maleducado quero que me toque no seu corpo, como Yah
Neno Affi morto se algunha vez me discae
Xa sabes que facer se me bota de menos
[Ponte: Nicki Minaj]
Bótame de menos con ese na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Quédome co meu Na-Na-Na, Na-Na-Na-Na
O seu ex golpeouno, gústalle "Nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah"
Quere a mala manga gyal así
Ben, estou a burlar así
Ill na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Díxome que lle traia que Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Non somos karen como donna-na, na-na-na-na
Gústame cando me colle as meixelas así (uh)
Por que son un freak así?
[Coro: Nicki Minaj]
Bad Gyal Don't Die-Die-Die
Cen roldas niso, grrah-ta-ta
Real One Lick a Shot-Ta-Ta
Ela a miña lil 'vibe, o meu lil' ah-ah-ah
Bad Gyal non corre de ninguén, como Ah
Rapaz maleducado quero que me toque no seu corpo, como Yah
Neno Affi morto se algunha vez me discae
Xa sabes que facer se me bota de menos
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[Verso 2: Nicki Minaj e Lumidee]
Cando a raíña sae, as cadelas queren saír coma unha cucaracha (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Ata que estou cociñando na cociña coma un asado
Ese novo espectro, non enchemos buracos (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Dorito: bateo tolo que non escolleron
Berrar os meus vatos
Gritar a Hoes que me vexa como movados (fai clic, fai clic, fai clic)
Todos eles, todas as fotos de cara, por que publicarías esas?
Fai un duppy Gyal desde que te escoitei coma as miñas fantasmas
Camión grande pero son só como publicación (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Chama a Malone e dille que I'm Goin 'Postal (BRR)
Estas cadelas rappin 'Like My Blooper Roll (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Desert Eagle se o teu negro actina super atrevido
.
Os dedos de arma como os niggas doin 'the Bogle
Xa fuckin 'bozo
Que .40 cal a fai que bailen coma un go-go
Super fakks, iso é palabra para super gato
Ah, maleducamos a mocidade de gyal e nós nuh tek volvemos a chat
Porque as cadelas non podían andar nos meus crocs, esa é a palabra a Dundee
Só unha chea de cabezas como Kelly Bundy
Home, estas cadelas tan lentas, home, máis lentas que as slots (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Cabalo de seiscentos, como vas coller ao xefe?
Atrapados con eles entregan, tryna coller a salsa (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Thierry Mugler Flow Tryna Cortar o pano
Vexa a diferenza é que eu execute empresas (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Se non te emprego, entón que é o negocio?
Vou facer que o persoal se enrole, como o que é o negocio? (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Ah, non sabes que os meus niggas matan testemuñas?
[Coro: Nicki Minaj]
Bad Gyal Don't Die-Die-Die
Cen roldas niso, grrah-ta-ta
Real One Lick a Shot-Ta-Ta
Ela a miña lil 'vibe, o meu lil' ah-ah-ah
Bad Gyal non corre de ninguén, como Ah
Rapaz maleducado quero que me toque no seu corpo, como Yah
Neno Affi morto se algunha vez me discae
Xa sabes que facer se me bota de menos, si
[Outro: Lumidee]
Se queres que me quede
Nunca marcharei
Se queres que me quede
Sempre o seremos
Se queres que me quede
Nunca marcharei
Se queres que me quede
Amor sen fin
Se queres que me quede