Nicki Minaj - Not At All lyrics

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Nicki Minaj - Not At All lyrics

[Intro: DJ On Point:] New freestyle, featuring Nicki Maraj! Nicki I see you, what up!? [Verse: Nicki Maraj] Yeah, yeah, yeah I was at the Rucker, in some chuckers, f**ers With a Smucker's and a hat, that was made for truckers You told these b**hes, they was f**ing with me, see - When I was getting money, you was f**ing for free Anyway, I'm N-I-C, and when I spit? I had these b**hes shakin', like M. Ali Cause, I bring it to these girls, like Fedex and when I get - Fed up? b**hes get rea-dy (Why?) Cause - I'll have your brains lookin', like confetti, mami You keep trying, I'mma teach you a les-son - ' I keep the iron, but it ain't for pres-sin' - And when I'm done, get the next contestant Cause, I'm the nicest, priceless, stay with the - Ice wrist, b**hes so sick of me, when I get - Hot, trigger finger get slippery, b**hes better - DUCK, like hickory, dickory [Hook: Ru Spits] We'll pop it off, 'til his top come off Pull rank, have somebody go, and knock him off Phone call to my dawg, will make him drop 'em off Think you f**in' with Nick' Maraj? NOT AT ALL Think you can f** with Ru Spits? NOT AT ALL Think you can f** with my Crum Clique? NOT AT ALL Cash, cars, cribs, yeah we got it all Macs, TEC's, nine's yeah, we pop 'em all [Verse: Ru Spits] You know Spits got them bars, that be off the hook I give to you dry, wet, whether [summer?] cook Like Amazon dot.com, I get it off the book 'Bout to cop Nick' Maraj, a bent Porsche to push While I'm shotgun, reclined all off the kush Or on that West Coast, my doja be that granddaddy I got money that's older, than your granddaddy Most of you rappers old enough, to be my granddaddy I'm in that so sick, o'six, tan Caddi' Flow like no type, five-fifty, [cold bright?] And every stone in the chain, look like strobe lights And just hard to be rude, when we so nice Illest sh** I ever said, is what I don't write For you to see me get this bread, is what you don't like I will take the Uzi, slide back, spray ya kufi And show you actin' a** n***as, how to make ah movie [Hook 2] We'll pop it off, 'til his top come off Pull rank, have somebody go, and knock him off Phone call to my dawg, will make him drop 'em off Think you f**in' with Nick' Maraj? NOT AT ALL Think you can f** with Ru Spits? NOT AT ALL Think you can f** with my Crumb Clique? NOT AT ALL Cash, cars, cribs, yeah we got it all Macs, TEC's, nine's yeah, we pop 'em off [Outro; DJ On Point] Y'all n***as is f**ing'crazy! My n***as are beasts, Ru Spits, A.K.A. Star sh**! We f**in' crazy in 2006 Fire and Ice! (Ah-ah) Y'all n***as fall back! That n***as need a hit? You come holla at us! That n***as need a ghostwriter? They come holla at us! [?], this is us this year (Stunna), me, Ru Spits Sawblood, Nicki Maraj, Danny Brown Matter of fact, free my n***a Danny Brown, RIGHT NOW! We 'bout to start a revolution on y'all motherf**ers Shout out to the whole motherf**in' Dipset Duke the God, Travis, Juelz, matter fact my n***a Platinum Don What up!? Trav', what up!? Fire and Ice, n***a, we gettin' it poppin' this year Y'all n***as can't f** with us, you crazy? I know y'all lookin' stupid right now