Get Silly
Uh huh, yeah, yeah, listen, OK
I’m a dime, you a nickel-ette, light skinned-ed pigment
Write my own shit, y’all copyrighting infringement
I eat these rap bitches, somebody get me a dinner mint
Pussy make him tattoo my name upon his ligament
Fuck wrong with them, my nerves they keep tweaking’
Tell them I’m the chief, I’m runnin’ with Mohikans
Tell them this is church, and tell them I am the deacon
Tell them that I’m Black, Chinese, and Butter Pecan
Pull up in the Range, I’m givin’ them more reasons
Hit up Lil Wayne, while I’m in the 4 Seasons
Tell Gudda, Mack, and Kidd Kidd I’m here
I’m colder than a cough, I’m wetter than swimwear
Got all these little bitches, g-gettin’ p-pink hair
I’m pretty and I’m fly, I’m up in the pink Lear
I needed an assistant, I got me a pink queer
Decorated his office, with flowers and pink chairs (C’yeah)
Listen
Nicki Minaj, Nicki Lewinksy, The Mistress
Where the fuck is the president?
Young Money