Trollz (Tribute Version Originally Performed By 6ix9ine and Nicki Minaj)-Dj Hitstarzz

Trollz (Tribute Version Originally Performed By 6ix9ine and Nicki Minaj)

歌手:Dj Hitstarzz

时间:2020-06-23

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Watch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm

You need that? I got it,thiscash, my pockets

The'Cat one hundred, you need that?I got it

Need it, got it, cash, pockets

Bands on me,sticksonme

You need that?I got it,this cash, my pockets

The 'Cat one hundred, you need that?

Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I know you don't like me, you wanna fight me

You don't want no problems at your party, don't invite me

I don't worry 'bout you ni**as, please stop talking 'bout me

Always talking 'bout me 'cause you looking for the clouty

6ix-nina, the 9ine-nina

Riding in a two-seater with two ninas

Baby got that Aquafina, it's cocaina

Smoking on that OG reefer, no TMZ-a

Forgiatos on a Benz truck, make her friends ****

Told her she could get Chanel if she let my friends ****

Stars shining in the Rolls Royce, it got red guts

Wait, hold up, nah, I still don't give a ****

Vroom, vroom, G5, vroom, vroom, we high

You the type of ni**a that I never wanna be like

You a type of b**ch that will never get a reply

Hi, hater, bye, hater, vroom

Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Dollar, dollar bill, come get her

Even your man know Nickis do it better

I know you don't like me, you wanna fight me

Always on my page, never double-tap like me

Baddies to my left and my right

Never chase a corny ni**a, put that on my life

Just put it in his face, all this cake, he wanted a taste

We sippin' on that Ace, itsy-bitsy waist, pretty face

Yeah, eat it, Cookie Monster (Ooh)

He a slave to this pussy, call me master

Real wet, I said, it like it's pasta

They get nervous when it's Nicki on the roster (Rrr)

Somebody usher this ni**a into a clinic

My flow's still sick, I ain't talkin' a pandemic

I write my own lyrics, a lot of these b**ches gimmicks

They study Nicki style, now all of them wan' mimic

Talkin' 'bout snitches when it's snitches in your camp

Never stand alone, you always itchin' for a stamp

Me, I'm still money, wrists light up like a lamp

They gon' have to send they best fighter for the champ

Racks, I got 'em, Mary, I'm poppin'

They keep hatin', but still watchin'

Check the boards, I'm still toppin'

Bustdown or plain jane, I got options

It's a bunch of mini mes, I'm the one they mockin'

Showed you how to get a bag, now you goin' shoppin'

When I come out, all the sneak b**ches start plottin' (Plottin')

When I come out, it's a sweep, b**ches start moppin'

Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Watch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm

If he like, I throw it fast, real fast, fast, fast

He singin' my old song, yellin', ass, ass

They be speedin', tryna beat me, then they crash, crash, crash

Still a hundred like the number on my dash, dash, dash

That real ass ain't keep your ni**a home

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