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NICKI MINAJ lyrics : "n.i.g.g.a.s"

This is for my ^!$$%s that did bids
All uh my ^!$$%s thats doin time
For some %#@! that they ain't did

This is for my ^!$$%s that wild out
All uh my ^!$$%s that ride out
All my ^!$$%s that hide out

This is for my ^!$$%s that buy weight
^!$$%s that leave on Monday, come back on a Friday
This is for my ^!$$%s that get high

All uh my ^!$$%s that get by
All my ^!$$%s that get fly
This is for my ^!$$%s that cop dutches

All uh my ^!$$%s throwin it up on them bikes n pop clutches
This is for my ^!$$%s that dont snitch
All uh my ^!$$%s that dont (*##$

All my ^!$$%s that tore fifths
This is for my ^!$$%s that dont cry
All uh my ^!$$%s that dont smile

All my ^!$$%s that dont lie
This is for my ^!$$%s that take care
All uh dey kids order some bids

N take em to daycare
This is for my ^!$$%s that dont settle
All uh my ^!$$%s that push pedals

All my ^!$$%s with gold medals
This is for my ^!$$%s that play ball
^!$$%s that wanna get in the game so they ^!$$%s can cake off

This is for my ^!$$%s that gave up
All uh my ^!$$%s thats laid up
And ya mind is made up

This is for the borough of Sean Bell (Rest In Peace)
All uh my ^!$$%s with strong will
All my ^!$$%s that gone kill

This is for my ^!$$%s than stand up
All uh my ^!$$%s thats gon fight
All my ^!$$%s that man up (C'mon)

This is for my ^!$$%s with big dreams
All uh my ^!$$%s in sick jeans




That be spittin they sixteens

This is for the Tims n
This is for the Brims n
This is for the Trims n

This is for the rims n
This is for the kings n
This is for the bosses

This is for the blings n
^!$$%s in the porches
This one's for Malcolm

This one's for Martin
Wish I coulda thanks them
Look what they started

This is cuz I'm tired uh losin (Tired of losing)
Even though my music is crack
Guess I'm tired uh usin

It's like I'm tired of rappin it
I aint even ratchet I'm
Tired n I'm askin am I

Ready for the rapture see
I'm just a little girl
Caught in a mixed up world

Shoutout my girls that be callin me sista girl

a moment of silence

For all of this violence
For all of my mens thats locked in the pens
And trapped in the silence



I aee you, I see you, I see you, I see you, I seee youu

I see you, I see you, I see you, I see you, I seeee youuu
*vocalizing*
Keep trying

Kee-eep tryy-yinnn'

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