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B.G. (Baby Gangsta)

"BAPS"

Audio!

[Intro: Trina & Nicki Minaj]
Ayo, Trina! You ready?
Aye, Nic'! Let’s get ‘em! Yeah
Light the blunt

[Verse 1: Trina]
This one is for French Montana
Tory Lanez and friends
Jay Harden, and you too, Mr. Martin
I curved y'all boys (No disrespect to y'all boys)
Yeah! I curved y’all boys (No disrespect to y'all boys)
And to my n*ggas with b*tches that like causin' drama
Me and my bad b*tches, we like “f*ck his baby mama!”
He cop me them Chanel bags, them diamonds VVS
See this five hundred million dollar mansion, this rack 'round my neck

[Pre-Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
This is for the ones who happily
Always toppin' me sloppily
If your money monopoly, I ain't f*ckin' you properly (No!)
He been trying the liquor, taste like a strawberry daiquiri
The interior chicken and the exterior broccoli
When I come tru in that Range Rov' the Barbie chain glow
Keep a baddie with me and we curve ‘em like a rainbow (drrrrrr)
Rockin’ ice grills like some serious b*tches (Let’s go!)
It's the Barbie and the Baddest, (uh) Sagittarius b*tches

[Hook: Juvenile]
Give me a project b*tch
Give me a hoodrat chick
One that don’t give a f*ck
And say she took that di*k
Give me a project chick
Give me a hoodrat b*tch
One that don't give a f*ck
And say she took that di*k

[Verse 2: Trina]
I know a dude named Wayne that I used to f*ck
I slid on him, got a check, then I was off in that truck
Ferrari 4-door, hit the gas, left foot on the clutch
Countin' money bags, sh*t, I been bossin' up

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
I know this ball player that I been wantin’ to f*ck
I deal with rich n*ggas and all of them give it up (Uh huh)
Project b*tches, ass fatter than the rest of them (Yeah)
b*tches so bad, got 'em cuffin' and arrestin' 'em (Oop)
Ye shoots vice, (Okay) his coupes is nice (Uh huh)
I be playin' with his balls, (Why?) cause hoops is life (Okay)
Got a New York n*gga, (mmm) Miami n*gga
Always yellin' "gang gang" wit' da hammer n*gga (drrrr)
I got a ass eatin' pro, (Oh) he's suckin' my toes (yeah)
Got a b*tch bussin' off like calico (haha)
I got a beggin'-ass dude, want me to ride his face (kyuh)
Got a young side-n*gga, gotta hide my face
(drrrrrr)

[Hook: Juvenile]
Give me a project b*tch
Give me a hoodrat chick
One that don't give a f*ck
And say she took that di*k
Give me a project chick
Give me a hoodrat b*tch
One that don't give a f*ck
And say she took that di*k

[Verse 4: Trina]
It's the two baddest b*tches that they love to hate
We racin' yachts, it's a bad b*tch holiday
It's Barbie and Cinderella in Gucci and Donatella
I got a young rich n*gga with a trap in Alpharetta
I got a couple Haitian n*ggas who be swipin' them cards
Gettin' that income tax money, takin' trips with Minaj
I know some West Coast n*ggas wanna bang me out
I show you what a project chick is about
Show us the money

[Hook: Juvenile]
Give me a project b*tch
Give me a hoodrat chick
One that don't give a f*ck
And say she took that di*k
Give me a project chick
Give me a hoodrat b*tch
One that don't give a f*ck
And say she took that di*k

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