Nicki Minaj Yikes

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[Intro]
Don’t ever fuckin’ play with me
Y’all niggas know, ya’ll bitches know i’m the fucking queen
You ho bitches know, you dirty bum bitches know (Grrrr)
Pooh, you a fool for this one
Got the strings on ’em

[Verse 1]
Woke up, the price of coke up
I just hit ’em with the low cut, then call my folks up
Somebody ’bout to get poked up, go call a tow truck (Tow)
All that talkin’ out your neck, might just get your throat cut (Ooh, ooh)
This a Mack truck, not a black truck (Woo)
When we move, tell ‘em, „Back up,” click click, clack, duck
Hella bands, pull up, stashed up, super facts up
All you bitches Rosa Parks, uh-oh, get your ass up

[Chorus]
Uh, yikes, I play tag and you it for life (Woo, life)
Yikes (Yikes), you a clown, you do it for likes
Yikes (Yikes), yes, it’s tight, but it doesn’t bite
Grip it right, he be like (Woo)
Yikes, what’s the hype, this is something light (Light, light, woo)
Yikes, outta town on consistent flights
Yikes, work hard, this a different white (White)
Get your life, you bitches ain’t livin’ right (Woo)

[Verse 2]
Yeah (Sheesh, go), I keep two nines, yeah (Sheesh)
You see my face all over that Fendi design, yeah
Soon as niggas press you boy, you throw up peace signs, yeah
You don’t want that action, pulled your cards, you decline, yeah
Uh (Woo, woo), I keep two dimes, yeah
Walk up to a bad bitch, be like, „I think you fine,” yeah
I don’t play with demons, Satan, get the behind, yeah
'Bout to get fucked up on margaritas with two limes, yeah
Oh, I’ve been the same, ain’t shit changed
This ain’t nothin’ new, that pretty frame, diamond chain
What the fuck it do? Your clit away
It’s some bad bitches comin’ through
Two F’s like the letters that are on my shoe

[Chorus]
Uh, yikes, I play tag and you it for life (Woo, life)
Yikes (Yikes), you a clown, you do it for likes
Yikes (Yikes), yes, it’s tight, but it doesn’t bite
Grip it right, he be like (Woo)
Yikes, what’s the hype, this is something light (Light, light, woo)
Yikes, outta town on consistent flights
Yikes, work hard, this a different white (White)
Get your life, you bitches ain’t livin’ right (Woo)

[Outro]
Back talk? But ain’t got no mouth for money
Back talk? (Haha), it’s quiet, ain’t no back talk (Grr)
Quiet, ain’t no back talk