Charles Hamilton - Sophisticated Nicki (One 4 deadmau5) lyrics

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Charles Hamilton - Sophisticated Nicki (One 4 deadmau5) lyrics

[Intro] Fish and Chips for breakfast Coors Lite for Lunch [Verse 1] Is loving her switch How she switched from being a hood b**h To a government snitch Just a little jab so she could shake her a** Get mad, come to the pad, I dig in it fast Missing you nag, you nag cause you want me And you've been nagging keeping the company of f*ggots Come and run with me, Alone Inc f** with me and you won't be lonely Now write, right, she doesn't write I love the way she writes, she gets so f**ing hyped Yeah, add a little bit of swag and a little bit of dough And you're a little bit to brag Kind of dough I hold, throw it in the Jag Throw it in the bag, like you're dreaming And I'm steaming... More lightning and fire than a dragon steamboat, are you reading [Hook] I was getting brain, booty off the chain But I ain't making love to Nicki Her booty off the chain and I'm getting brain But I ain't making love to Nicki Her booty off the chain and I'm getting brain But I ain't getting love from Nicki [Verse 2] And the thing about Minaj is there's only one So she can't be an only one Golf stroke, yeah that's what I got, golf strokes Feeling on my golf wang, therefore it's a hole in one Your baby might call me Tyler Oh my god, yo, call me fire Charles is a liar, stroking inside of Mariah All you other Richard Pryors get inspired Punchline the last past 2012 years Nicki I could use some help here 3rd eye, did you see that yellow light? Time to be careful, time to stare at The chick who gives you an air force airful The air's full I like the E, I like strawberries and kiwi Take her to the island of Wakiki [Hook] I was getting brain, booty off the chain But I ain't making love to Nicki Booty off the chain and I'm getting brain But I ain't making love to Nicki Booty off the chain and I'm getting brain But I ain't making love to Nicki And I feel bad [Verse 3] Nicki Minaj and 3 nickel bags Dollar bags, get in the cab Put her in a cat, supermodels Check Otis, I am the new Flying Lotus The dopest, sort of like what Hov is Except, sh**, take notice Even if I do take over It's time for me to sober up this b**h Nicki, give you a dime, me Now get high, while you standing by me My perfume is my cologne and I'm doing my thing And I'm doing it alone So the music just sings by itself And this music is a dream You are so beautiful to me Who is this five, ooh I am so alive S-O and I, and you know my name, so hi [Hook] Her booty off the chain and I'm getting brain But I ain't making love to Nicki Her booty off the chain and I'm getting brain But I ain't making love to Nicki Her booty off the chain and I'm getting brain But I ain't making love to Nicki

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