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dnd girlz - female rap drill cypher كلمات أغنية

[intro _ nicki minaj]
ayo

[verse 1 _ nicki minaj, ceechynaa]
this week, ‘rari (‘rari), next week, lambo (lambo)
b_tch, i’m fly (fly), i don’t land though (land though)
this they funeral (funeral), start the service (service)
say my name, make ’em nervous

uh, you b_tches is salty, i give them pressure (i give them pressure)
uh, you b_tches is salty, pass me the pepper (pass me the pepper)
uh, you b_tches be jackin’ me like the ripper (me like the ripper)
uh, i am a hustler, i can sell water to flipper (sell water to flipper) (oi mate!)

[verse 2 _ ceechynaa, ice spice]
i’m in the back of the car with your daddy and he’s twerkin’ and poppin’ a perc’
i got him bendin’ his bum like spice in the back of the van when they stop and search
these men wanna act like a beast, so i put these men in a cage
i made a call, now two days later, my n_ggas are bustin’ all over his face (b_tch)

“chyna, please have mercy, i ain’t gettin’ paid till the end of the week”
i don’t give a f_ck, shut the f_ck up, get on your knees and grease my feet (p_ssy)
he want a break, i’ve been ridin’ his face six hours
he told me to squirt in his mouth, so i gave him a golden shower (stop playin’ with him, riot!)

[verse 3 _ ice spice]
with my b_tches, but thinkin’ ’bout us
i’m from the bronx, so it’s no one i trust
i don’t love n_ggas, i just be in l_st
thank god i’m rich, i was just on a bus
grrah, now i’m cool on a boat
yeah, i got slim, but i still eat my oats
hate me a n_gga that give b_tches hope
bae, watch your mouth, ’cause you know what i tote
munchin’ me down and say, “it taste like water”
do n_ggas foul ’cause i’m my mother’s daughter
fine lil’ sh_t and her money got taller
rappers ain’t sh_t, i might f_ck with a baller (baller, baller)
might f_ck with a scammer
best of both worlds like i’m hannah montana
sold out show when i be in atlanta
tweakin’ together like rula santana

[verse 4 _ cardi b]
you on hots? b_tch, i’m on hots too
i pull up to your window like drive_thru
come get showered with bullets, no bridal
put a tag on your head, i can buy you (bah)
like, huh? (like, huh?), like, what? (what?)
none of these b_tches is tough
i’m with the sh_ts and it give me a rush
shorty be lookin’, think she got a crush

i’m not a steppa’, b_tch, i’m a stomper
all of my opps get mixed with the grabba
broke b_tch said she was gon’ touch me (like, what?)
she lyin’, hakuna matata
all the bros know that i’m uppin’ that, boom for ’em (boom)
all the opps hope heaven got room for ’em (grrah)
[verse 5 _ doja cat, doechii]
if you don’t dive in that p_ssy like oceans
twins look identically like olsens
n_gga, don’t hide from the p_ssy, be open
n_gga want spy on the p_ssy like austin (do i make you h_rny, baby?)
that’s my ego that you stroking
n_gga, don’t laugh ’cause the p_ssy ain’t joking
n_gga, go splash when the p_ssy be soakin’ (yeah)

where that n_gga who don’t play mind games at?
you got a fake gold chain on, change that
tryna spit game while i’m on my way out, late ass
where that n_gga, man? where he at? where he at? (wanna talk sh_t?)

[verse 6 _ doechii, cortisa star]
head on straight and the head is right
focus sharp like a focusrite
pleasing me is a luxury
please tell me you won’t k!ll my vibe
pray and i pray ’til the pain away
pray to the lord, it’ll rain again
fade away straight away, i can tell you are not paid

benjamins and franklins, might have to hit the bank again
deposit what you owe, don’t make me ask you for the check again
fee_i_fi_i_fo up to the top until i fall again
n_ggas, nosebleeds (y’all said it was some heat, hunnid bands in my panty)
[verse 7 _ cortisa star]
keepin’ it fresh while i’m shakin’ my b_tt
f_ck with your man and i’m makin’ him nut
i p_ss ’em off and they callin’ me mutt
i shake my ass and they call me a sl_t
want yo’ ass beat, so pull up to the cut
i’m high as f_ck ’cause i’m smokin’ a blunt
you in the back, little b_tch, i’m in front
f_ckin’ me good and he makin’ me grunt

hundreds of bands in my panties for fun
i wanna fight so my hair in a bun
don’t want a pound, little b_tch, i want tons
we need a toolie, yeah, we need some guns
hundreds of bands, put that b_tch in my panty
he like my body, he know i’m a tranny
lookin’ real older, he look like a granny
i’m at a party, yo’ blunt that she hand me
i don’t give a f_ck ’bout a b_tch

[verse 8 _ flo milli, megan thee stallion]
you never dated a chocolate b_tch (pretty)
you want a model b_tch off of the internet (internet)
all that ki_ki_ki’n’, i ain’t into that
all my mini_me’s, i invented that, facts
long_ass weave flow down my back (forty inch)
i want a pitcher wit’ a baseball bat (swing)
hoes don’t like when i talk like that
please don’t bark ’cause milli bite back (grrr)

i_i’m so fabulous (i am)
b_tch, i’m fabulous (hey)
i don’t need his money (what?) (nope)
b_tch, i got enough (flo milli sh_t)
pretty b_tch walk in, they gon’ salute (uh)
i don’t wanna talk, b_tch, just keep it cute (duh)
big yellow coupe, no top on the roof (skrrt, skrrt)
brush my hair when i walk in the booth (and if the beat live you know lil’ ju made it)

[verse 9 _ megan thee stallion]
aye, that ain’t my bae, he really more like my bidet
he like to wake up with ass in his face (ass in his face)
he told me turn around, spread that sh_t open, okay (yeah, yeah)
only time i’ma obey (ah)
loner, if i’m in your business, i’m the owner
b_tch, and i always want smoke like a stoner
too busy tryna fit in b_tches’ circle
found out n0body was in my corner (ayy)

i’m not the one to be textin’ back slow
hmm, don’t let me get in that mode, ayy (get in that mode)
you got ’bout ten minutes tops, hmm (yeah, yeah)
then i’m finna go be a ho (mwah, ah)
seductive, hard as a rock, i ain’t touched him (i ain’t touched him)
i’m actin’ like i ain’t know him in public (f_ck that)
you probably treatin’ him like he a prize (him?)
me, i treat him like he disgustin’

[verse 10 _ saweetie]
lookin’ in the mirror and i’m liking what i see
thought i told ya’ll once before, can’t n0body f_ck with me
i was raised in b_a_y but was made in s_a_c
man the glow up been too real, bet ya’ll likin’ what ya’ll see

yeah, my mama is a soldier and my daddy is a g
when you put them two together, what you think that made me?
she had me at 17, made it work, she did her thing
yeah, you did it, love you mama, look how i turned out to be

- dnd girlz

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