Correction Lyrics Did It On’em - Album Version (Edited) by Nicki Minaj

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(Bangladesh)

Did it on 'em
Man, I just did it on 'em
Did it on 'em
Put your number twos in the air if you did it on 'em
Did it on 'em
Man, I just did it on 'em
Did it on 'em
Put your number twos in the air if you did it on 'em

All these b- is my sons
And I'ma go and get some bibs for 'em
A couple formulas, little pretty lids on 'em
If I had a d-, I would pull it out and sit on 'em (Pss)
Let me shake it off
I just signed a couple deals, I might break you off
And we ain't making up, I don't need a mediator
Just let them bums blow steam, radiator

(That was a earthquake b-), did it on 'em
(You felt the ground shake, right?), man, I just did it on 'em
(You b- ain't f- with her), did it on 'em
Put your number twos in the air if you did it on 'em (You must've, ah)
(You must've lost your f- mind), did it on 'em
(You must've bumped your f- head), man, I just did it on 'em
(You crazy, stupid, ugly, monkey-looking b-), did it on 'em
Put your number twos in the air if you did it on 'em (Uh, yo, ah)
This stone is flawless, F1
I keep shooters up top in the F1
A lot of bad b- beggin' me to F one
But I'ma eat them rap b- when the chef come
Throw some fresh ones
More talent in my motherf- left thumb
She ain't a Nicki fan, then the b- deaf, dumb
You ain't my son, you my motherf- step-son

(I don't know what layaway look like), did it on 'em
(B- I can't even spell "welfare"), man, I just did it on 'em
(You got me mistaken with your mother h-), did it on 'em
Put your number twos in the air if you did it on 'em (You b- at the bottom of the totem pole)
(We at the top b- she flopped), did it on 'em
(Louis Vuitton everything b-), man, I just did it on 'em
(Gucci, we don't f- with it, it's too cheap, motherf-), did it on 'em
Put your number twos in the air if you did it on 'em (You b-, ah, man)

All these b- is my sons
And I ain't talkin' 'bout Phoenix
B- I get money, so I dos what I pleases
I live where the motherf- pools and the trees is
Broke b- so crusty (Disgust me)
Gave the b- a ride, got the Continental dusty
Trust me, I keep a couple hundred in the duff'-B
Couple wet wipes case a bum try to touch me, ew
I'm the terminator
B- talk slick, I'ma have to terminate her
These little nappy-headed h- need a perminator
You my seed, I'll spray you with the germinator (Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh)
Move back, bugs
Matter fact, you know the queen could use a back rub (Ah)
If you could turn back time, Cher
You used to be here, now you're gone, Nair
(You nappy-headed son of a b-), did it on 'em
(I'ma start throwing Just for Me perm at your heads), man, I just did it on 'em
(I'ma get the kid version), did it on 'em
Put your number twos in the air if you did it on 'em (The kid version, 'cause you're a bunch of kids)
(Bunch of lil' nappy-headed h- runnin' around, yeah), did it on 'em
(Just for Me), man, I just did it on 'em
(You know it, yeah h- you know it), did it on 'em
Put your number twos in the air if you did it on 'em (Just for Me perm in your head when we see you, ow)

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