Whole Lotta Choppas

Nicki Minaj

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    It's the queen sleaze
    Nine months motherfuckin' pregnant, like what
    (I'm bool)
    Sada, what up? (bang, bang, bang)
    Detroit

    Ooh, lil' nigga wanna try it
    I told him, "black lives matter," i'm a riot
    Ooh, ass fat, i had to buy it
    Ain't a nigga alive that's gon' deny it
    This nigga makin' me feel erotic (erotic)
    Uh, he a freak like giannis (giannis)
    To be honest, i hope one day we do a play-date with adonis
    Ooh, i brought my cake, get your bakin' on
    You don't want that real smoke, get your vapin' on
    Egg-whites, turkey-bacon on
    Ain't in a restaurant, but i'm the bitch they been waitin' on (tags)
    Gotta pop tags, bitches stuntin' in them hand-me-down bags
    It's sad, burberry plaid, you in that drip that i already had

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    They wanna see you do your dance
    Do that thang pokе out them pants?
    If it don't, then i got plans
    Bam, just got a summertimе tan

    Scram, we just puttin' dollars on your head
    Niggas violatin', the gang gon' end up dead
    Lady in the street but a freak ho in the bed
    Chopper on him, that’s my shooter in the red
    Lil' nigga can't keep my pussy out his hands
    Fuck a last minute, gotta book me in advance
    Been a bad girl, and i'm tryna get spanked
    Pretty little body, but my face look stank
    I be in the truck that cost your whole house
    Bitches imitate me but don't come close
    If you wanna celebrate the best, then come toast
    Bitches ain't sayin' nothin', but doin' the utmost
    Heard he wanna chew on my edible panties
    Even when i tell him, "see you tomorrow," he can’t leave
    Got the off-white sneakers, rockin' a tan weave
    When i come out, grab simba, it's a stampede

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    Composition: Nicki Minaj, Coal Cash Blac, Sadababy, Cecil Glenn, and Steven Gibson

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