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    [Verse 1: Nicki]
    Who da hell is this?
    Callin me at 12:47 in the night
    While I'm watchin the fight.
    Lookin at the phone it's no name in sight
    Blocked ID, knew somethin just wasn't right
    It's my girl Kandi from out in Miami
    Tellin me that my man with some bitch in a Camry
    Car seat in the back like he started a family
    Yo Kan stop playin what the fuck are you sayin?
    Remember them chicks from da Brick 'round nine six
    That we seen when we hit a lick by the projects?
    Oh, you mean Leah, little sister Maria
    I use to go see her in front of the Pizzeria
    I didn't say them,
    they schooled to some bitch that
    you knew from back when some bitch named Kim
    Light skinned flim use to rock a low rim.
    Followed them to the crib, but the lights real dim
    They hit me on the chirp warning me now I'm warning you
    What's it gonna be?
    Nicki tell me what you wanna do

    [Chorus:]
    Damn I'm a have to send her to her maker [x3]
    I'm a send her to her maker [x2]

    [Verse 2: Nicki]
    They heard about his good sex and long erections
    Nice complexion, Magnums for protection
    They even heard about his tongue game
    How the nigga gave brain ain't stopped 'til the cum came
    But that's words of Hip Hop [? ]
    I popped the bitch top, like a corona
    CALL A CORINA, it's gonna be a lot
    of black dresses and chest vest's if I find out he got a next Mrs.
    What you think all the goons is for
    Two by the door a few more out in New York
    And I feel 'em curry chicken, I'm all about my green
    NAW MEAN? Got some fat bitches in the kitchen
    I got a spot like
    OX and we cook OX tail got a scale for what's in the mail
    I got whatever on my nigga Pail, But if the nigga bail
    I'll have 'em sleepin with some killa whales
    Damn bitches wanna fuck with my man
    on the other hand things ain't always what you plan
    It's the ones up in ya Prom picture
    So long with'cha
    Now they wanna creep in ya mans jeep
    I bet you Nicki won't sleep
    Cause I'm a put the heat to ya beak, you'll bird like
    TWEET TWEET
    And watch you smoke like a cigarette
    Shoulda left the bitch a pack of Nicorette
    Leave all them foul bitches wet
    I give a fuck about you and ya bum crew
    Mami I'm the truth they salute when I come threw
    I'm not runnin bitch I bust my gun and hold on
    I hear somebody comin

    [Three Knocks]
    POLICE OPEN UP!

    [Nicki:]
    Shit, that bitch Kandi set me up yo
    Pass the A.R. lemme let these cowards have it

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