5 Star ft Nicki Minaj
Lil Wayne
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[Intro: Nicki Minaj] Tunechi Barbie Young Money [Chorus: Nicki Minaj] Yo, I been smokin' gas, killin' bitches Man, I feel just like a gang-star (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Cover up my face like a ninja In this Alexander Wang scarf (Ayy, ayy, ayy) I'ma drop a bag, they gon' pull up And then they gon' let them things off (Ayy, ayy, ayy) I ain't switchin' up my hairstyle But my niggas let it bang off [Verse 1: Nicki Minaj] Percocets and Addies, lookin' for a fuck I could give All these hatin' bitches plottin', why they can't let me live? Me and Weezy in LIV (Ayy, ayy) When my album drop these bitches is gon' cry in the car All your yes-men out here lyin', had you dyin' to spar You was tryin' too hard (Mm) I'm out here livin' though, I am out here livin' though Me and Tunechi winnin' though Slimes out here twinnin' though I am on my pivot though, I am just so pivotal Bands, I go get it though, Weezy on his pedestal A lot of gang shit, a whole lot of gang shit All these plaques is pilin' up, it's nowhere to hang shit These bitches pussy though Pushed them out my pussy though Niggas want my cookie though 'Cause it taste like cookie dough Smoke, I got a free pack; flow sick, get a Z-pak Niggas don't mean my race when they say "She blacked" I am the Queen (Facts), I'm everything she lacks Bitch get on your kneecap, I don't mean C. Kaep' I'll get you checked, pussy; I'll get you a free pap You bitches don't ball out, you get your QB sacked I'm OBJ, hoes; break records like ankles I've been that bitch since ice cream with the sprinkles [Segue: Nicki Minaj & Lil Wayne] Tell 'em carry on, they gon' miss me when I'm gone I'm gone (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Chorus: Lil Wayne] I just fucked like five hoes in my mansion Got 'em feelin' like they five star, yeah Your hoes throwin' fits, my bitches patient Man, I feel just like a doctor, yeah Pop some X with my exotic dancer She start cryin' and said her job hard, yeah Switch her whip out, put her in a Mercedes Now she screamin' Rest In Peace to Honda [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Cocaine on her navel, lick it so my tongue can go HAM Put my face up in her pussy and my thumb in her ass Make her do the jumpman, ayy I put her face down in the pillow, 'bout to smother her ass A fly yellow bone to me, I told her to come get a tan Now she butter pecan Oh, I got a Draco in the sofa, an Eggo in the toaster A cradle in the chocha, the yayo doing yoga And I wake up, smell the Folgers, I don't know how I woke up 'Cause I was in a coma, but now I'm in the moment Wearing high socks on the front porch Two cups with the mud flowin' The plug ain't charge me nothin' for it I cried tears of fuckin' joy LVs on my luggage, boy Don't ask me where I'm fuckin' goin' I pull up with my skaters Make 'em beat you with their fuckin' boards Sharp shooters like pool sharks Shoot you down in the Walmart Shoot you down in the parkin' lot Shoot you down in the food court Hit your crib in the Steamboat Then disappear on the speedboat Act a jackass like Steve-O Then disappear like Neo Leave a red flag on your screen door Leave a red flag around your queen's throat Leave a blood stain on your mink floor Like a red stain on clean snow That money gang, 500 gang on that money train And we walkin' around with bloody fangs Playin' hunger games; mmm-yummy, man And we storm the block, lightning and thunder came When my youngest came, that's your mother's name Hit the address, knockin' down picture frames and other things Throwin' up Eastside like stomach pains Sugarcane get took to Spain, a kilo fell and it shook the plane A nigga screamed, the hoes wouldn't complain I brought the AK with the knife, so the butcher came And the Nina came, and her sister came And what's her name, it’ll go Buka Bang You don't even know where to put the blame, that's cold [Chorus: Lil Wayne] I just fucked like five hoes in my mansion Got 'em feelin' like they five star, yeah Your hoes throwin' fits, my bitches patient Man, I feel just like a doctor, yeah Pop some X with my exotic dancer She start cryin' and said her job hard, yeah Switch her whip out, put her in a Mercedes Now she screamin' Rest in Peace to Honda [Outro: Lil Wayne] Switch her whip out put her in a Mercedes Now she screamin' Rest in Peace to Mazda Put her ass up in a dumb Mercedes Now she screamin' Rest in Peace to Smart Car Switch her, put her in Mercedes Now she screamin' Rest in Peace to Kia Switch her whip out put her in a Mercedes Now she screamin' Rest in Peace to Uber That's some sick shit