Letra Yikes - Nicki Minaj
Don't ever fuckin' play with me
Y'all niggas know, y'all bitches know I'm the fucking queen
You ho bitches know
You dirty bum bitches know
Pooh, you a fool for this one
One drop the strings on 'em
Woke up, the price of coke up
I just hit 'em with the low cut, then call my folks up
Somebody 'bout to get poked up, go call a tow truck
All that talkin' out your neck, might just get your throat cut (Ooh, ooh)
This a Mack truck
Not a black truck
When we move, tell ‘em, "Back up"
Click click, clack, duck
Hella bands, pull up, stashed up
Super facts up
All you bitches Rosa Parks
Oh-oh, get your ass up, uh
Yikes
I play tag and you it for life (Life), yikes (Yike)
You a clown, you do it for likes (Shh), yikes (Yikes)
Yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right
He be like
(Woo)
Yikes
What's the hype?
This is something light (Light), yikes (Woo)
Outta town
On consistent flights, yikes
Work hard
This a different white (White)
Get your life
You bitches ain't livin' right
Yeah (Go)
I keep
Two nines, yeah
You see my face all over that Fendi
Design, yeah
Soon as niggas press you, boy, you throw up
Peace signs, yeah
You don't want that action, pull your cards, you
Decline, yeah
Uh (Woo, woo)
I keep
Two dimes, yeah
Walk up to a bad bitch, be like, "I think
You fine," yeah
I don't play with demons, Satan, get thee
Behind, yeah
'Bout to get fucked up on margarita with two limes, yeah
Ooh
I've been the same
Ain't shit changed
This ain't nothin' new
That pretty frame
Diamond chain
What the fuck it do?
Yo, clear the way
It's some bad
Bitches comin' through
I give two F's like the letters that are on my shoe
Yikes
I play tag and you it for life (Life), yikes (Yikes)
You a clown, you do it for likes (Shh), yikes (Yikes)
Yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right
He be like
Yikes
What's the hype?
This is something light (Light), yikes (Woo)
Outta town
On consistent flights, yikes
Work hard
This a different white (White)
Get your life
You bitches ain't livin' right
Bag talk
But ain't got no mouth for money bag talk
Hmm
It's quiet, ain't no back talk
(Grrr) quiet, ain't no back talk
Y'all niggas know, y'all bitches know I'm the fucking queen
You ho bitches know
You dirty bum bitches know
Pooh, you a fool for this one
One drop the strings on 'em
Woke up, the price of coke up
I just hit 'em with the low cut, then call my folks up
Somebody 'bout to get poked up, go call a tow truck
All that talkin' out your neck, might just get your throat cut (Ooh, ooh)
This a Mack truck
Not a black truck
When we move, tell ‘em, "Back up"
Click click, clack, duck
Hella bands, pull up, stashed up
Super facts up
All you bitches Rosa Parks
Oh-oh, get your ass up, uh
Yikes
I play tag and you it for life (Life), yikes (Yike)
You a clown, you do it for likes (Shh), yikes (Yikes)
Yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right
He be like
(Woo)
Yikes
What's the hype?
This is something light (Light), yikes (Woo)
Outta town
On consistent flights, yikes
Work hard
This a different white (White)
Get your life
You bitches ain't livin' right
Yeah (Go)
I keep
Two nines, yeah
You see my face all over that Fendi
Design, yeah
Soon as niggas press you, boy, you throw up
Peace signs, yeah
You don't want that action, pull your cards, you
Decline, yeah
Uh (Woo, woo)
I keep
Two dimes, yeah
Walk up to a bad bitch, be like, "I think
You fine," yeah
I don't play with demons, Satan, get thee
Behind, yeah
'Bout to get fucked up on margarita with two limes, yeah
Ooh
I've been the same
Ain't shit changed
This ain't nothin' new
That pretty frame
Diamond chain
What the fuck it do?
Yo, clear the way
It's some bad
Bitches comin' through
I give two F's like the letters that are on my shoe
Yikes
I play tag and you it for life (Life), yikes (Yikes)
You a clown, you do it for likes (Shh), yikes (Yikes)
Yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right
He be like
Yikes
What's the hype?
This is something light (Light), yikes (Woo)
Outta town
On consistent flights, yikes
Work hard
This a different white (White)
Get your life
You bitches ain't livin' right
Bag talk
But ain't got no mouth for money bag talk
Hmm
It's quiet, ain't no back talk
(Grrr) quiet, ain't no back talk
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