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    [Nicki Minaj]
    Yo, I never fucked Wayne, I never fucked Drake
    All my life man, fuck's sake
    If I did, I'd a mènage with 'em
    And let him eat my ass like a cupcake
    My man full, he just ate
    I don't duck nobody but tape
    Yea, that was a set up for a punchline on duct tape
    Worried bout if my butt fake
    Worried 'bout y'all niggas us straight
    These girls are my sons, John and Kate plus eight
    When I walk in, sit up straight, I don't give a fuck if I was late
    Dinner with my man on a G5
    Is my idea of an update
    Hut 1, hut two, big titties, big butt too
    Fuck with them real niggas
    Who don't tell niggas what they up to
    Had to show bitches where the top is
    Ring finger where the rock is
    These hoes couldn't test me
    Even if the name was pop quiz
    Bad bitches who I fuck with
    Mad bitches we don't fuck with
    I don't fuck with them chickens
    Unless they last name was cutlet
    Let it soak in like seasonin'
    And tell 'em bitch blow me, Lance Stephenson

    [Chris Brown]
    Raise your bottle and cup in the sky
    Sparks in the air like the fourth of july
    Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight
    Oh if you lame and you know it be quiet
    Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only
    Riches niggas only, independent bitches only
    Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
    I got my real niggas here by my side, only

    [Drake]
    I never fucked Nicki cause she got a man
    But when that's over I'm the first in line
    And the other day in her Maybach I thought God damn
    This is the perfect time
    We had just come from that video
    You know La traffic, how the city slow
    She was sitting down on that big butt
    But I was still staring at the titties though
    Yeah, lowkey it may be high key
    I been peeped that you like me you know
    Who the fuck you really wanna be with besides me
    I mean it doesn't take much for us
    To do this shit quietly, I mean
    She say I'm obsessed with thick women and I agree
    That's right I like my girls Bbw
    Type to wanna suck you dry
    And then eat some lunch with you
    So thick that everybody else in the room is so uncomfortable
    Ass on Houston Texas
    But the face look just like Claire Huxtable
    Oh, yeah, you the man in the city
    When the mayor fuck with you
    The Nba players fuck with you
    The bad ass bitches doing makeup and hair fuck with you
    Oh, that's cause I believe in something not staying for it
    And Nicki if you ever tryna fuck
    Just give me the heads up so I can plan for it
    (Pinkprint, aye!)

    [Chris Brown]
    Raise your bottle and cup in the sky
    Sparks in the air like the fourth of july
    Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight
    Oh if you lame and you know it be quiet
    Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only
    Riches niggas only, independent bitches only
    Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
    I got my real niggas here by my side, only

    [Lil' Wayne]
    I never fucked Nicki and that's fucked up
    If I did fuck, she'd be fucked up
    Whoever is hittin'
    Ain't hittin' it right
    Cause she actin' like she need dick in her life
    That's another story, I'm no story teller
    I piss greatness like gold and jello
    All my goons so overzealous
    I'm from Holly Groove, the holy Mecca
    Calender say I got money for days
    I squirm and I shake
    But I'm stuck in my ways
    My girlfriend will beat a bitch up if she wave
    Baby and I fucked with her surfboard, surfboard
    My eyes are so bright, I take cover for shade
    Don't have my money? I take mothers instead
    You got the hiccups, you swallowed the truth
    Then I make you burp, boy, treat beef like sirloin
    I'm talkin' bout runnin' in houses with army guns
    So think about your son and daughter rooms
    Got two hoes with me, messed up, they got smaller guns
    Ain't thinkin' bout your son and daughter rooms
    This is just crazy my nigga, I mean brazy, my nigga
    That money talk, I just rephrase it, my nigga
    Blood gang take the B, I'll behead ya, my nigga
    Fucking for reals if you mouth off
    I blow your face off
    I mean pop-pop-pop then I take off
    Nigga now you see me, nigga now you don't
    Like Jamie Foxx acting like Ray Charles
    16 in a clip, one in the chamber
    17 ward bully with 17 bullets
    My story is how I went from poor me
    To police pour me a drink and celebrate with me

    [Chris Brown]
    Raise your bottle and cup in the sky
    Sparks in the air like the fourth of july
    Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight
    Oh if you lame and you know it be quiet
    Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only
    Riches niggas only, independent bitches only
    Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
    I got my real niggas here by my side, only

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