Nicki Minaj - Freaks(Remix) lyrics

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Nicki Minaj - Freaks(Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Nicki Minaj] Freaks, some gyal ah freak ah di week Freaks, some gyal ah freak ah di week Freaks, some gyal ah freak ah di week Freaks, some gyal ah freak ah di week Freaks, some gyal ah freak ah di week Freaks, some gyal ah freak ah di week Freaks, some gyal ah freak ah di week Freaks, some gyal ah freak ah di week [Verse 1: French Montana] Lights up the fire, you know we get higher Rolling up loud, real n***as moving quiet Like it then I buy it, you donkeys on a diet Bringing all my j**els, how you know I start a riot Riding with the bliquor, messing up her make up You blowing up her phone, she ain't trying to pick up Drinking out the bottle, I'm leaning with a model I throw a hundred racks up, you think I hit the lotto Riding with the wolves, I ain't talkin Minnesota Shorty coming over, go and bend it over Let me plank on it, put a drink on it Heard you a freak, put my name on it (Montana!) [Hook: Nicki Minaj] Freaks, some gyal ah freak ah di week Freaks, some gyal ah freak ah di week Freaks, some gyal ah freak ah di week Freaks, some gyal ah freak ah di week [Bridge: Mavado] This girl tell me, say she horny She want to give it to me out the door This girl f** me like she know me She backed it up then she tipped on her toes [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Big belly rude boy, million-dollar hustler Pull up in that Beamer, all the ladies wan' f** him Everyting me have for take, no n***a fiake Showered them pots like Vivian Blake Don't make me pull up at your house in a Taxi Them p**y rats like a bunch of who*es Sellin' work, and my n***as taxin' And they never make me pay for no hoes, no Murder for coke, rev, rev Murder for coke… Murder for coke, rev, rev Murder for coke… Big bills, big breasts in a bikini Talkin' DC, LA, get a martini Talkin' J-A-V-I, straight Trinny True y'all, Double M, we gon' ride Biggest of the boss, say “Haile Sela**ie I” “Haile Sela**ie I!” [Hook: Nicki Minaj] [Bridge: Mavado] [Verse 3: Wale] Telly for the b**hes, all ready for the b**hes Six whips, paper planes, I ain't never do the dishes So provocative, ain't nobody stopping him Shout-out to Toronto where I know a couple Habeshas Rude boy, flexin', Double M necklace You be on my line, I be on to the next one I asked her nice… I asked her nice… Green and white flags, fire lanes, I be runnin' twice No facade, my pockets thick as Nicki Minaj I poured Ciroc and I mixed it with the… I'm gone My model b**h decent, I bought a couple pieces She still s** her teeth, I be saying Givenchy wrong [Hook: Nicki Minaj] [Bridge: Mavado] [Outro: Nicki Minaj] I don't even say playboy, I say playn***a And what the f** you talking about with them fake figures? I come through like, I mean, “no, Nicki!” I came through Southside Jamaica Queens, b**h And everyboody know you on my dick Montana!

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