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Nicki Minaj, Drake & Lil Wayne

"Miami"

[Intro: Kodak Black]
I ain't really finna tell y'all how to get away with murder and sh*t

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Just the other day I was out in Miami
Got the low-low on them Percs, low-low on them Xannies
n***a's know my b*t*hes petty, I ain't talkin' mani's
Pull up with a lot of baddies, don't forget the Addies
When I run up in the town, I ain't chitty-chatty
Got some real pretty titties, they come with a fatty
Too much money, I ain't never need a sugar daddy
I'm La Belle of the ball, you could call me Patti

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
I flew in from Trinidad, peep this n***a pressin'
I think that he popped a molly 'cause look how he sweatin'
I'ma let my n***as rob him as soon as it set in

None of you bum b*t*hes can't sit with me and Gretchen
It's the biggest, a b*t*h ain't cough one time, it's the sickest
I don't never clique up, but they know who the clique is
Fast little b*t*hes, but of course I'm the quickest
Mortal Kombat, ninja Nicki, who ya pick is?

[Interlude: Patty Duke]
Ayo, queen, got the customers out here, man
They lovin' this sh*t, man, they lovin' this sh*t, man
Where you at, man? Where you at, man?
We need you here, man, I know you in Miami
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