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No way-ay-ay-ay-ay
No way-ay-ay-ay-ay
No way

Every time I take the p*ss I put a penny in the penny jar, I'm rich
Mixed a little Henny with some Henny, now I'm twist
Straight out of the block, I feel like Jenny in this b*t*h
Good food, mwah, hit the belly, chef's kiss
Mi have ticks like Nike, have ticks like dawg
Come through with the squad and make you jump like frog
Ribbit, I'm tired of gimmicks, flows and lyrics
Most prolific, already know I'm in a different league
Differently, if it's beef then I come in the house, Ali G
Mi a freak, better c*m in my mouth, I'm tryna see sutting
Have you c*mming like you've been summoned, Na-Na-Na
When it comes to bars, you ain't got chat for Nadz
When it comes to cars, you ain't got cheque for Nadz
When it comes to making moves, you know I done your dance
Two-step, make you woah pon your bumba-raas
Bumbaclart, I f**k them once leave them paraplegic
I'm moving up, it's that telekinesis
I'm bad news for your nephew and nieces
Bad news for your aunt, been that way from the start, from I was a foetus
When you're the G.O.A.T you ain't gotta claim it
When you're famous you ain't gotta say it
It just is what it is, I've been schooling these kids
You know how I get, unruly, you're p*ssed
It's the class of Rose, glass of rose, spliff on rotate
From the class of NoLay, Lil Kim and Roxanne Shante
When it comes to flows, you know it's Rose, there is no debate
'But what about what's her face?' Shut your face
I'm from a whole different realm, a whole 'nother planet
Cut from a different cloth, a whole 'nother fabric
Couldn't walk a mile in my shoes, you'll get calluses
Walking with these demons of mine, you couldn't manage
I'm the baddest broad, bars like I'm banged up abroad
Check the calendar, every day sutting a gwan
If you're needing corn, know I've got that secret weapon
I let it off and then I make it buss and then I...
Kill them with the killer flows, they cannot respawn
You can't get this for the low, I stay in high demand
People come and go, I'm still number one
All these hating arse b*t*hes still don't f**k with...
None of them, not with one of them
I've got the sauce, got the stew and the condiment
Yeah, they love my skin, melanin and the collagen
The boomerang will see you come again
They want the old Nadz back, no tits just rap
I'm a sweet one so mi affi mix and match
A petite one spitting all the biggest facts
If it's money or it's honeys, know I love them racks
Know I love them figures, make it buss like triggers
Make it bounce like Tiggers, way I spit is the illest
This is sicker than syphilis, you hearing this?
Sleeping on me, are you serious?
I'm still p*ssed about Emmett Till, Breonna Taylor centuries later
They still wanna cage us, they still wanna break us
They're still tryna paint us to be the bad guys
But we smile in sad times
f**k the system and the pigs 'til the day pigs fly

I don't f**k with them
oxygen
Don't f**k with them, no way
Still don't f**k with them
Still the mandem Supligen
Get the gyaldem comfy dens
I don't f**k with them, no way
Still don't f**k with them
(And one more time to rub it in)
I don't f**k with them
oxygen
Don't f**k with them, no way
Still don't f**k with them
Still the mandem Supligen
Get the gyaldem comfy dens
I don't f**k with them, no way
Still don't f**k with them

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