Womp Womp

How you gon tel me I'm not the best that came out the west um I mean the east I'm the president
but I don't live in dc I rep the ny fyi I said I rep the ny fyi I get them pies to the guys that say ayyyaya
I'm the head honcho get work from papi and dead poncho put in the roncho
I mean the range ro where we let them things go I onli fucc with dudes that could let they chain show
I'm such a 80s bay thing you could beat me then you azycra?
bitches having pushing out abybay won't you be my dj like lazy k
I'm such a psycho niggas call me micko nicki been hot since you was on your tricycle
bitches romans country men used to salute the president with your country friend bitch
you ain't writing shyt you get 10% and you softer than dem dudes witthey wristes bent it's nickelodeon
I am the president where my podium why these girls salty why they sodium is it
because my flow slicker than petroleum see I'm the yellow bus girl say nicki you the best
and I tell em urr duhh you tell me wat I know
I guess I must concur I'm the reason why these bitches yellin fucc her
cause everybody hate when your great and your caking and wen I say caking
I ain't talkin bout bacon but they gon get it all wring fuccing with dem fake thugs
and dem fake don juans say he got workers lik the kids in hong kong
but he ain't getting chips unless you count them bon tons tell that nigga womp womp
cause he ain't getting chips unless you count them bon tons

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