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letra de roger that - nicki minaj


“roger that”

i’m in the collard green 6, cornbread in the guts.
got the halloween kicks trick or treating the clutch.
come on n-gg-, is you tricking or what?
flow tighter than a d-ck in the b-tt.
just hopped off the plane, came back from vancouv’
little white tee, some b–bs and bamboo.
white girls tell me, “hey, nicki, your camp rules.
is that why you get more head than shampoos?”
asalaamalaik-m, no oink for me.
and i never let a d-boy boink for free.
’cause it’s barbie b-tch, you can join the wave.
i done penny, nickel, dimed, i done coined the phrase.
you couldn’t beat me there if you had a leer.
indian-style court side with a cavalier
vip roseau’s you can have a beer.
’cause honey when you getting money you don’t have a care.

now roger that, rroger that. roger that, rroger that.
roger that, roger that…roger.

young black rico’s.
kill for the c notes.
but me though,
i jack son b-tch t-to
she wanna play games,
but this is not bingo.
monopoly i’m past “go”
gon’ ahead and deep-throat.
4-chick foursomes,
skin colors mocha.
sally and sonia put the p-ss-es on my totem.
watt stroke ’em,
strike it like bowling.
now open like you yawnin’.
it’s 6 in the morning.
sleeping on me probably in a coffin.
i’m hotter than the end of f-ckin’ august,
i’m awesome.
i’m awesome. repeat it to your grandma and uncles, my mothers
tyga’s no dad but i’m the motherf-cker.
my f-ckers,
this the last supper.
look, no hands,
i’m a bread cuffer.
i don’t dare lover,
i’m a dare devil
i don’t fear nothin’.
young money!

now roger that. roger that. roger that. roger that. f-ck around and never get roger back.

(i’m goin’ in!)
fresh off the jet, sharper than gillette.
the blunt still wet, so p-ss it like brat.
we sip side a mug, we call it upset.
smoke more than 4 quarters, we call it sudden debt.
i’m a beast.
you a pet.
ak long neck.
keith sweat.
weezy, motherf-cker.
capo in this b-tch with me.
money talks and have a convo in this b-tch with me.
i’m mountain high colorado in this b-tch with me.
flow crazy. 730, you just 650.
20 bullets from the chopper take the roof off.
laughing to the bank,
i’m a goof ball.
it’s ym.
and we at yo neck like a violin.
it’s our world.
we make it spin.
and y’all the prey. amen.
now roger that. roger that. where roger at? i heard rog’ a rat.
f-ck around and never get roger back.

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