Nicki Minaj - Shanghi lyrics

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Nicki Minaj - Shanghi lyrics

On a real n***a, I'm a real n***a I run around with them real n***as Got real sons, I need a real sitter When I leave n***as, they get real bitter On a real n***a, I'm a real n***a I'mma run around with them real n***as Roll upon ya, rull upon ya Roll upon ya, rull upon ya 8 mil on that new thing, tied up like my shoe string Ain't f**ing with you b**h n***as, and that's real rap but I do sing Make room when I come by, ain't speaking, I'm dumb high Just heard n***as got jokes, it's a matter of time before one dies 'Cause them dudes out and them two's out, all sixes like school's out n***as know when they talk slick that I'm winning fresh, they'll get chewed out 'Cause them dudes out and them two's out, all sixes like school's out n***as know when they talk slick that I'm winning fresh, they'll get chewed out Their sh** ain't regular rich, so they end up in a ditch I'm not a regular b**h, so when n***as see me, they jump on my dick He not a regular shooter, so when you see me, salute-a Ain't got a knife in my hand, but I'm choppin' it up with some n***as from Cuba On a real n***a, I'm a real n***a I run around with them real n***as Got real sons, I need a real sitter When I leave n***as, they get real bitter On a real n***a, I'm a real n***a I'mma run around with them real n***as Roll upon ya, rull upon ya Roll upon ya, rull upon ya Ask Jay who he married, 80 thousand in Paris Stadiums with Queen B and thoses selfies, got them aggy These b**hes is light-weight, I'm always at fight-weight Wrist game is on ice skate, 'cause we move work through that Tri-State 'Cause them boys out, and them toys out, still banging that noise out You could get it in the winter-time or that Mayweather like Floyd's out 'Cause them boys out, and them toys out, still banging that noise out You could get it in the winter-time or that Mayweather like Floyd's out All of these b**hes in pocket, I'm 'bout to make a deposit Tell 'em to go 'head and gossip, as long as your house is the size of my closet Anybody I call, they picks up, even if they was gettin' they dicks up These n***as don't make a mix-up, tell 'em n***as go step they bricks up Tell 'em n***as go step they bricks up, (tell 'em n***as go step they bricks up) On a real n***a, I'm a real n***a I run around with them real n***as Got real sons, I need a real sitter When I leave n***as, they get real bitter On a real n***a, I'm a real n***a I'mma run around with them real n***as Roll upon ya, rull upon ya Roll upon ya, rull upon ya When we bang, bye Pop pills, now we Shanghai When we bang, bye Pop pills, now we Shanghai When we bang, bye Pop pills, now we Shanghai Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai When we bang, bye Pop pills, now we Shanghai, yeah When we bang, bye Pop pills, now we Shanghai, yeah

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