Black Barbies: accordi di
Nicki Minaj
Nicki Minaj

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Verse 1
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Mike Will Made It Nigga
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Sremm Life
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Black Barbies in the city
Fat ass and pretty titties
Get dummies for they money
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You sent flowers but I wish I
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did n't receive 'em
All your lies I wish I didn't believe 'em
Verse 2
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That boy is a real pussy pleaser
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All that fetty but he never met Masika
Tuck the chrome 22 in his sneaker
El Chapo but he crazy like La Quica
Young girls always lookin'
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for a soulmate
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But I shoulda listened
Dm
to what momma told me
Furry moon boots, shades Dita
Too high to give a shit about PETA
Verse 3
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Bdim
Sativa so strong I'm not blinkin'
Dm
What in the world was I thinkin'?
New day, new money to be made
New things for them to imitate
I'm a fuckin' black barbie
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Pretty face, perfect body
Pink seats in the 'Rari
Always fuck him like I'm sorry
Dm
Who the fuck is gon' protect her?
If I really gotta check her
Peter Piper picked a pepper
And my cake is triple decker
Verse 4
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(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no) No Flex Zone,
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Bdim
No Flex Zone
Dm
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no) No Flex Zone
Verse 5
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I see these silly nigga's flexin',
it's a no zone
You gon' be floatin' in dem
rivers like you know Joan
Island girl, Donald Trump
want me go home
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Still pull up with my wrist
Dm
lookin' like a snowcone
She said she got a hit record,
I said "Oooh shit!"
Picked up my phone cause
I had to call "Bullshit!"
These bitches havin' nightmares
of my new shit
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These bitches pussy and they
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don't ever do shit
Hahaha, get it? Douche,
hahahahahahaha
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Half a mili on the Maybach Pullman,
bought it
Now I'm prayin' all my
foreigns don't get deported
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Niggas love me so much they
be sendin' me gifts
And these clown niggas actin',
I'mma send 'em some skits
Bitches can't rap for shit,
I'mma send 'em some tips
Bdim
All these bitches is my sons,
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should be suckin' my tits
Verse 6
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Dm
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no,
yeah, oh no, no, no, no)
Verse 7
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Now usually I don't do this,
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Dm
I'm Popeye, she's Brutus
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Usually I'm a Christian
but this peace is Buddhist
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All of my niggas draw but none
of them cartoonists
Usually I'm the baddest,
usually I'm the cutest
Usually I'm the flyest, usually
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you're the stewardess
And we ain't playin' ball but
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usually its some shooters
Are these bitches drunk?
These bitches ain't lucid
Go against the queen your
career will be elusive
Where your plaques at? Where them
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stocks? Word to NASDAQ
Bitches ass-back,
they was never in my tax-brack
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That
Verse 8
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Dm
That boy is a real
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pussy pleaser
Dm
All that fetty but he never met Masika
Tuck the chrome 22 in his sneaker
El Chapo but he crazy like La Quica
Young girls always lookin'
Bdim
for a soulmate
But I shoulda listened to what
F
Dm
momma told me
Furry moon boots, shades Dita
Outro 1
Too high to give a shit about PETA
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