CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : n*gga Please
They call me Nicki,NickiNicki
Straight from queens, I’m about that green
At the age of 19, I copped my white dean
Flow tighter than fat b*t*hes in G-Strings
It’s a g thing, I’m a ganstress, ackey
b*t*hes cop the shoty, cop rate from papi
Every other weekend, I’m in the greyhound lobby
Hair in a bun, guess jeans, beef and brócoli
n***as see the girl like “that’s Nicki, probably”
Your girl so low, I stay on the go
I’m on the boardwalk, already y’all ain’t even pass go
I’m way passed, ho, so it ain’t no stopping me
When I’m in the town, be in shops where Prada be
I ain’t the sickest? Man, you gotta be.... kidding me
You can’t get rid of me
Etz pokеd out like where thе denim be
Ship the coke out somewhere in Italy
Straight from queens, I’m about that green
At the age of 19, I copped my white dean
Flow tighter than fat b*t*hes in G-Strings
It’s a g thing, I’m a ganstress, ackey
b*t*hes cop the shoty, cop rate from papi
Every other weekend, I’m in the greyhound lobby
Hair in a bun, guess jeans, beef and brócoli
n***as see the girl like “that’s Nicki, probably”
Your girl so low, I stay on the go
I’m on the boardwalk, already y’all ain’t even pass go
I’m way passed, ho, so it ain’t no stopping me
When I’m in the town, be in shops where Prada be
I ain’t the sickest? Man, you gotta be.... kidding me
You can’t get rid of me
Etz pokеd out like where thе denim be
Ship the coke out somewhere in Italy
