Nicki Minaj Revenge, um, you know, she just really out the window and you be careful when you pick fights and that's I've learned in this business you never know...
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Who the f-ck war FedEx beef straight to your door be a murder scene I'm turning Pink to Friday the 13th Aight you Lil Kim clone all this buffoonery, the shit now for you to lay down, I'm sick of the fraud I put hands on this bitch like a spa we all your last name is what got you a job you use to put together something like a collage since you on a show, you gon' get the appaulse clap, lift your frame like a f-cking garage, yeah this hood sh-t you and Drake built for this the sh*t the bitch almost got killed for I'm still counting hardcore generated bet my sh-t keeps spinning like syndicated corny broad I'll leave pyou bloody you menstruated your hot air ass should have been deflated this aint a fight I've been the greatest see the fact is, what you I did it lames trying to clone my style, run it thats cool, I was the first one it you deluded kim wannabe you just hate to it I'm the you aint nothing brand new ya posters and videos, you'll always be number 2 I seen 'em come, I seen 'em go, I remain sweety, you going on your minute of fame I'm 10 years strong still running the game cut the comparisons, I'm in the lane for ya spot, y'all please, I'm solidified with my hands tied, you beat me if you bitches tried either you high, or sipping that sh-t on I get top dollar for my name on go your head in a tornado, brainstorm I drop bombs, FLex, black and yellow, will pull up in ghetto Giuseppe's I step out, posted up in stilettos p-ssy so pink like my kitty hello if I whistle, pistol whip you in all five borough's I'm in Brooklyn, I'll be everywhere now who pumped you and told you to come romp me you the to run your mouth and then run from me I'm poppin' off in hood with no company come on, Queens aint you no love I was there the night poppin' bottles with the thugs you like Washington I'm Benjy. You got a buzz right now, an' I had a oh yeah, welcome to the fam', you need to stop, you're not hot, a burning match that the end is near soon, copy that oh I see, they got you gassed like I'mma think of the better slow down dummy, you bout to p-ssy hoe, I'm giving you a bath thermometer in hand and I'm for your ass who you think you getting I see right through you, you're whole is made of glass
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[Lil I back, I'm a Brooklyn thorough bred bitch rep for my borough never been the type to have and try to settle sh-t I ride out till the wheels off and my n-ggas squeeze til the shell go off ya whole team, all I see is a bunch of weirdo's you's a bitch, scarecrow haha, aint old but my money bitch hahaha, this is grown liquid Benjamin's my daddy you Money bastards you and Diddy, sorry of swagger jackers I mothered you hoes, I should you on my income taxes Fischer in the flesh, taught by the great so on my next move, I'm yelling
I a massacre Charles Manson you stand a chance with her Jeffrey you looking like lunch to me I'm bout to kill all you bitches like Ted leave yourn whole head red Peg Bundy you're hilarious, for all the laughs you're garbage so I'm out the trash you sh-t on me, come on baby ain't enough ass shots in the you're a nuisance, you'll steal my new sh-t but you could never with me so chuck it up, Deuces all around the World I ball like a team I stack chips, me Mr's Rosteam tricks is for kids, silly rabbit, my offspring Kim more anticipated than a ring....