Kandy - Warning lyrics

[Nicki] Who the hell is this Callin me at 12:47 in the night While im watchin the fight Lookin at the phone, there's no name in site Blocked ID, knew somthin just wasn't right It's my girl Kandy from out in Miami Tellin me that my man with some b**h in the Camry Car seat in the back like he started a family Yo Kand stop playin What the f** is you sayin ["Kandy"] Rememba them chicks from the bricks round 96' That we seen when we hit the lick by the projects [Nicki] Oh you mean Leah, Lil sister Maria I use to go see her in front of the Pizzaria ["Kandy"] I didn't say them They schooled me to some b**h that you know from back when Some b**h named Kim Light skinned, slim, use to rock a low brim Followed them to the crib but the lights real dim They hit me on the chirp warnin me, now I'm warnin you What's it gonna be Nicki, tell me what you wanna do [Nicki] Damn imma have to send her to her maker Damn imma have to send her to her maker Damn imma have to send her to her maker (Imma) Send her to her maker (Imma) Send her to her maker ["Kandy"] They heard about his good s**in Long erection, nice complexion Magnums for protection They even heard about his tongue game How the n***a give brain ain't stop till the cum came But thats word to Hip Hop I'll pop the b**h top Like a Carona [Nicki] Call the coroner!! Its gonna be a lot of black dresses & chest vestes If i find out he got a next misses What you think all the goons is for 2 by the door, a few more out in New York And I feed em curry chicken I'm all about my green, naw-mean Got some fat b**hes in the kitchen I got a spot like ox And we cook oxtails Got a scale for whats in the mail I got watever on my n***a bail But if the n***a bail I have him sleepin with some k**er whales Damn! b**hes wanna f** with my man On the other hand things ain't always what you plan It's the ones up in ya prom pictures, salon with ya Now they wanna creep in ya man Jeep I bet you Nicki won't sleep Cuz imma put the heat to ya beak You bird like tweet tweet And watch her smoke like a ciggarete Shoulda left the b**h a pack of nicorette Leave all them foul b**hes wet I give a f** about you and bum crew Mami I'm the truth, they salute when I come through I'm not runnin b**h i bust my gun and - Hold on, I hear somebody comin *bang bang bang* Police open up!! Oh sh** That b**h Kandy set me up