We Go Up Rap Lyrics Nicki Minaj & Fivio Foreign

We Go Up Rap Lyrics Nicki Minaj & Fivio Foreign

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We Go Up Rap Lyrics Nicki Minaj & Fivio Foreign

[Intro: Nicki Minaj & Fivio Foreign]
New York, stand the fck up! (Yeah) You knoww what’s going-on, nigga Fivio, Barbieee Fivio Foreign,, Nicki Minaj, nigga.. Touch my crown again, bith, these jealous asss nigga’s
It’s only 1 king, it is only 1 queen, there is 2 crowns, nigga
Baow, grrrr

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Ayoo, this-week, ‘Rari (‘Rari), next-week, Lambo (Lambo)
Bit*h, Am fly (Fly), I dont land though
This they funeral, start the service (Service)
Say my name, make-em nervous
Uh, U bit*hes is salty, I give them pressure… Uh, U bit*hes is salty, pass me the pepper (Pass me peppеr)
Uhh, U bit*hes be jacking me likе the Ripper (Like Ripper) Uh, I am a hustler, I can sell water-to-flipper (Water to flipper) Uhh, I know they teabagging, bit*hes is testy

Get U a vacuum, bit*hes is messy!! Lets see After all-of-that surgery, U are still ugly & that is what gets-me This shit ain’t new-to-me, shit is just new to You all (Shit is just new to U’all) I wish a bit*h would upon a shootingstar (Upon a shooting star)
U thought U witnessed my final coup de grace (Final coup de grace)
Brrtt, look-up, we shooting-stars

What Have You Done Lyrics By Osman Azeem

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Sitting in the back of Benz & my feet go up
bit*hes dont come outside when the beef go-up But I love the way they mobb when we roll-up These bit*hes bums, when I see them, they make me throw-up (Oohh)
I wish a bit*h would spin, I’m like, “Please show-up” (Show-up) When you talk-to-me, please dont bring a cheap ho-up (Ho-up) You keep talkin’ About a bit*h for the streets, grow-up (Grow-up)
Cause U the type to say that shit & knock a freak ho up (Ughh)

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Am about to make U regret U chose me as an enemy, bit*h (Bit*h)
South-side Jamaica, we mobbing in Brix, so pull-up with the blicks!! (Blicks)
Some-of-the-best shooter’s out of NewYork, they dont play with the knicks (Ayoo)
That aint Fivio Foreign, its Barbie new foreign, bit*h These Nike, it aint Reebok!! V back on that Ewok!! Percocets got a de-tox Firearms gonna get restocks Shooters hitting that G-spot!! bit*hes imitate, pleaze stop!!

Eyes Don’t Lie Lyrics By Tones and I

Suck-his-dick like a freeze pop
First, he gotta give me toppp (Brrtt)
Fendi-bag or that Louis-bag, more colourful than peacock (Peacock)
Weak niggaas gotta get the boot, gotta get the boot with no tree top (No tree top)
He was like, “Who’s that? She bad,” I was like, “Ohh, that is bestie”
I could be all the way covered & still giving sexyy
I know they sleeping on-me, bit*hes got epilsepsy I don’t do coke, little bit*h, I don’t even do Pepsee
Lets see
How U dont like me but try na do everything like me?
That is what gets-me (Ooh)

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Sitting in the back of Benz & my feet go up
bit*hes dont come outside when the beef go-up But I love the way they mobb when we roll-up These bit*hes bums, when I see them, they make me throw-up (Oohh)
I wish a bith would spin, I’m like, “Please show-up” (Show-up) When you talk-to-me, please dont bring a cheap ho-up (Ho-up) You keep talkin’ About a b*ith for the streets, grow-up (Grow-up)
Cause U the type to say that shit & knock a freak ho up (Ughh)