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lirik lagu trollz lyrics – 6ix9ine feat. nicki minaj

sad pony

watch, mhm, glock, mhm, c*cked, mhm, got it, mhm

you need that? i got it, that’s cash in my pockets
that’s cash, one hundred, you need that? i got it
need it, got it, cash, pockets
bands on me, sticks on me
you need that? i got it, that’s cash in my pockets
that’s cash, one hundred, you need that?

yeah, she like how i throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
keep on throwin’ that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
keep on throwin’ that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

i know you don’t like me, you wanna fight me
you don’t want no problems at your party, don’t invite me
i don’t worry ’bout you n*ggas, please stop talking ’bout me
always talking ’bout me ’cause you looking for the clouty
6ixty9ne the nine neena
riding in a two*seater with two ninas
baby got that aquafina, it’s cocaina
smoking on that og reefer, no tmz*a

forgiatos on a benz truck, make her friends f*ck
told her she could get chanel, if she let my friends f*ck
stars shining in the rolls royce, it got red guts
wait, hold up, nah, i still don’t give a f*ck
vroom, vroom, g5
vroom, vroom, we high
you the type of n*gga that i never wanna be like
you a type of b*tch that will never get a reply
hi, hater, bye, hater, vroom

dollar, dollar bill, come get her
even your man know nickis do it better
i know you don’t like me, you wanna fight me
always on my page, never double*tap, like me
baddies to my left and my right
never chase a corny n*gga, put that on my life

just put it in his face, all this cake, he wanted a taste
we sippin’ on that ace, itsy*bitsy waist, pretty face
yeah, eat it, cookie monster (ooh)
he a slave to this p*ssy, call me master
real wet, i said, “slurp it like it’s pasta”
they get nervous when it’s nicki on the roster (rrr)

somebody usher this n*gga into a clinic
my flow’s still sick, i ain’t talkin’ a pandemic
i write my own lyrics, a lot of these b*tches gimmicks
they study nicki style, now all of them wan’ mimic
talkin’ ’bout snitches when it’s snitches in your camp
never stand alone, you always itchin’ for a stamp
me, i’m still money, wrists light up like a lamp
they gon’ have to send they best fighter for the champ

racks, i got ’em, mary, i’m poppin’
they keep hatin’, but still watchin’
check the boards, i’m still toppin’
bustdown or plain jane, i got options
it’s a bunch of mini*mes, i’m the one they mockin’
showed you how to get a bag, now you goin’ shoppin’
when i come out, all the sneak b*tches start plottin’ (plottin’)
when i come out, it’s a sweep, b*tches start moppin’

watch, mhm, glock, mhm, c*cked, mhm, got it, mhm
if he like it, i throw it fast, real fast, fast, fast
he singin’ my old song yellin’, “ass, ass, ass”
they be speedin’, tryna beat me, then they crash, crash, crash
still a hundred like the number on my dash, dash, dash

that real ass ain’t keep your n*gga home?

- lyrics 6ix9ine feat nicki minaj

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