Nicki Minaj - Dirty Money First And Second Part MP3 dan Lirik Lagu

intro:
i don't wanna sound mad, though! i don't wanna sound mad!
i feel marvelous right now!
dirty money!

verse:
tell that b-tch with the crown to run it like chris brown
she won 3 rounds, i'mma need a hundred thou
like china town, b-tches better bow down
oh, you ain't know? bet ya'll b-tches know now
f-ck i gotta do to let 'em know that i'm the one?
way i ride the drum they salute me in the slum
in the 6 hun the color of bubble gum
i'm with my n-gg- spits and my n-gg-, bun crum (waddup!)
yes, i'm the one, i'm the motherf-ckin' one (chyeah!)
hold more weight than the late big pun (oh!)
b-tches talk slick, but they ain't say nun (no!)
mad cause i'm bad, 2 sticks in my bun (chyeah!)
yes, sir, look what i've done
they r-run, run when i come
b-m-stickity-b-m, let me tell 'em where i'm from
queens, little mama, gabbana, some nice pumps (chyeah!)

freestyle:
yo, what up? it's nicki minaj
dirty money, holla at ya girl
um, shout out to everybody that hit me up for the last come up
thanks for the love i really do appreciate it, you know what i'm sayin'?
um, but like, since the last come up n-gg-s was like, coming up to me they was like, “yo, nicki you spit crazy”
get it poppin' like m80 with twin trey 80s
the hood's first lady, you know?
baby girl of the group, i'm also known as baby girl in the coupe
never get me confused with baby girl in the hoop
cuz' nicki stay fly like that cash money do
i'm stuntin' on these hoes like marilyn monroe
i gotta esk-curl flow spit slick ya know?
now i don't just spit raps and chit chat
nicki could get it in, nicki could spit gats
your girl got hustle, nicki could pitch crack
but nicki rather chill and stack a mil'
while these hoes stay in hoods like rats for real
my voice stay on the track like a mac for real
riding the baseline like quille o' neal
g-ssed ya baby father for the keys to the esclalade
not a baby momma put i'm drama like k slay
what could i say? it's how ya girl do
ya girl stay fresh down to her cuticles
my people smoke dutches we don't fluck wit bamboo
i'm a winner mami, your careers' a gamble
old -ss broad off track like bow weez
nicki stay on the toes on point like ballerines
lemme remind you i'm getting a tan too
ya caramel dream, ya girl from queens
they say i'm too pretty to be spitting sixteen
i should be on the screen, posing for maybelline
or be a baby phat girl getting on my jean
hood star broad, black barbie doll
pardon me if the c-ckiness bothering y'all
i'm just being nicki minaj, ya know?
girl from around way without the l cool j
while you spit kool-aid, i spit acid out
doing this since you was reebok cl-ssic out
and this hoe wanna get at nick? why?
cuz' i bagged her baby daddy, she ain't seen him since
nick so caught up, lil tank top, ed hardy zone
some dolce gaban pretty panties on
like wait til' the summer, catch me up in the hummer
on my way to 55 front, row with the rucker
every baller wanna, never give out my number
only the email, cherrythong.com, holla
name a girl as real as her, nope not dem
who's ya best mc's? nick fox and kim
nick up in the porsche, box or the benz n-gg-

outro:
dirty money, you heard? i do it, i do it for fun like
i mean i just do it cuz' i can like
i only rap because i'm good at it like, really
you know what i'm sayin'? it really was a hobby for a minute
but then you know what i'm sayin'? i was like, “d-mn look at the state of hip-hop, like what's goin' on?”
nah but thanks for the love, to everybody you know what i'm sayin'?
shout out to new york, shout out to everybody who seeing this right now like i'm just on my grind, don't get it twisted
like it's not a, not even about being c-cky, it's just about being real
like i'm, like i'm good at what i do, so you know what i'm sayin'?
that's why i act the way i act like don't get it twisted like if you see me, holla at me
i'm never too ill to stay, “what up?”
like it's not that serious trust me i know that
but anyway, holla at ya girl, hit me up on mysp-ce or something
nicki minaj, n-i-c-k-i m-i-n-a-j
ya heard me?