Yo, Young Money right chere
Bike here, throw it up no high chair
Cold like a white bear
Freddy Krueger I'm a rap bitch nightmare
And I'm rich I could buy you
Kill bitches leave they body in a bayou
More brain than an IQ
More head than a dread, my youte
And my bank account ain't hardly empty
That's why I come through in a Barbie Bently
So please mamacita, please no envy
When you come around it reads no entry
Who's next to go?
My flow's so flexible
Get gas then get at me, Texico
Shoot yourself in the leg, Plexico
White jag with the twisted lip
I ain't Mike Jack, but this is it
Bo-bo-born born everywhere
You like balloon boy, Mama you was never there
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I am the Kung-Fu Panda
Fuck all of your blogs, fuck all of your propaganda
Good for the goose, than it's good for the gander
Nicki ain't a rapper, Nicki is a brander
Please you could never compare to me
All these bitches is scared of me
I am who they couldn't even dare to be
So that's all folks! (puh-dam-ba-dee)
I go hard pause
Hospital flow get more gauze
I'm a bad bitch on all fours
The President be like, "It's all yours! "
Weezy and Nicki bring the A game high stats
Go together like Ricky and his eye patch
Go together like a team in the gym
Kareem in the ring, the Queen and the King!

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