Nicki Minaj – Kill da DJ Lyrics

Nicki Minaj – Kill da DJ Lyrics
Kill da DJ
Nicki Minaj
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    "Kill da DJ." - Nicki Minaj

    Album: Beam Me Up Scotty (Remastered)
    Track No: 09
    (Affiliates, ****, pay attention )
    Hey, hey, hey
    You know (Holiday season), it just dawned on me, I am Nicki Minaj
    Trap-A-Holics, bitch
    I ain't know the president live in DC
    And I ain't know they call me Nicki Lewinsky
    I never knew that dude with Jay was Pimp C
    And I ain't know I be with Paris and Lindsay
    I just know that I be on my fly girl shit
    A fly girl pop-up and a fly girl dip
    A fly girl stunt like a fly girl flip
    And I don't never guzzle it, I fly girl sip
    Now get that Rosé, get that, get that Rosé
    A little Hennessy and Louis the Thirteenth
    Now everybody look my way, my way
    Excuse all my haters 'cause they looking sideways
    Let's get it now, kyuh!
    You got me wrong
    You be sittin' by the bar when it's your song
    You can act like you don't like it, but you do
    You do, you do
    Do, do, do, do (Holiday season)
    I think I'm gonna kill the motherfuckin' DJ
    If he don't p-p-pull up, let the record replay
    R-record replay, r-r-record replay
    I think I'm gonna kill the motherfuckin' DJ (Yo)
    I ain't know the police was the Babylon
    And I ain't know I'm cold just like an avalanche
    I never knew my titties was bigger than Pamela
    So paparazzi flickin', be flickin' they camera
    I just know that I be on my fly girl shit
    My fly girl stomach and my fly girl hips
    I fly girl ball with my fly girl mitts
    And I can only kiss another fly girl lips
    Now get that OJ, get that, get that OJ
    A little Cranberry and some Granny Marnier
    Now everybody look my way, my way
    Excuse all my haters 'cause they lookin' sideways (Trap-A-Holics Mixtapes)
    Let's get it now, kyuh!
    You got me wrong
    You be sittin' by the bar when it's your song
    You can act like you don't like it, but you do
    You do, you do (Damn, son)
    Do, do, do, do (Where'd you find this?)
    I think I'm gonna kill the motherfuckin' DJ
    If he don't p-p-pull up, let the record replay
    R-record replay, r-r-record replay
    I think I'm gonna kill the motherfuckin' DJ
    Oh!
    Fuck 'em like sexin' while they be flexin'
    When they know that this they song
    So interestin', frontin' like they textin'
    Damn, them bitches got me wrong
    Got me wrong, wrong, wrong
    Got me wro-wro-wro-wro-wro-wrong
    Got me wro-wro-wro-wro-wro-wro-wro-wro-wro-wro-wrong
    You got me wrong
    You be sittin' by the bar when it's your song
    You can act like you don't like it, but you do
    You do, you do
    Do, do, do
    The Affiliates, ****, holla at your boy

    Writer(s): Onika Maraj & Rondell Turner.

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