Call Me Darcula cause all i do is count chips
ya money minnie I aint talkin bout the mouse trick
These girls runnin like i jus threw da bouquet
They know I'm Headed to the top lik a 2pay

Now all the bums be wonderin where I beez at
If you aint a BARBIE its none of ya freakin beezwax!
These little rappers I could see dem in my dash cam
I know they grouchy like oscar up out the trash can

Im on stage you can sit the crowd
I be up in leer jets make a left at the cloud *Ha-Ha*
I Think she need the helomlic she the chockin kind
She gets no burn no smokin sign *CHA*
Metaphor heaven
So they approve Nicki like my credit score seven
Mac'n'cheese six fry chicken da guts
And Im killin dese bxtchez mike vickin it UP!!

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