Nicki Minaj - Big Foot Lyrics

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Nicki Minaj Big Foot Lyrics

(Bitch, you been doin' it, been at it)

Your flow is such a bore

Drinkin' a bottle of Henny through a straw

Bitch, you better stop that dialogue (28 shit)

'Fore I hit Carl and buy your catalogue (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha)

Sigh

How you fuck your mother man when she die?

How you go on Gayle King and can't cry?

Chile, bye

Big foot but you still a small fry

Swearing on your dead mother when you lie

Ay, yo

Talking 'bout Megan's law

For a free beat, you can hit Megan raw

If you a ghost writer, Pardi in Megan jaw

Shots thrown but I still ain't let Megan score

Bad bitch, she like six foot

I call her big foot

The bitch fell off, I said "Get up on your good foot"

Uh, still ain't topped Red Ruby

Tryna steal the sauce, I said "Get up out my cook book"

But really I'm a sweetie pie

P-r-t-t-y but I'm p-e-t-t-y

Um, why did you lie about your Lypo?

Fucking your best friend man is crazy, you the type though

Gale, that 30-year-old tea so stale

Kylie kicked you out and made you stumble to the car

Barbz, I need a good alcohol bar

Roman wait, that was the bar

Like a body builder, I keep raising the bar

Fuck you get shot with no scar?

This little piggy toxic, somebody adopt it

Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm

Shit'll get dark like chocolate

I'm 'bout to get up in your ass bitch clench

Mm, yeah, sort of like French

They got you all them Grammy's but your flow still a no

What a Fiasco, Lupe

Future made you pay

Haha, she wanna Pardi with DaBaby while rubbing on Tory toupe

I guess she needed Moneybaggs for them Trey Songz

She G-Eazy, Carl made her crawl for it

Yo, why the fuck they poke the Monsta?

Fucking with Nicki, this year, ho, I'm cumming like a porn star

She just mad that no nigga ever loved her

No nigga gon' stand ten toes behind her

Is it my fault I got good vagin-er?

Why the fuck is you humping on a minor?

'Cause she was lying on your dead momma

On, on your dead momma

Lying on your dead momma

On, on your dead momma, lying on your dead momma

On, on your dead momma, lying, lying, lying on your dead momma

Now, listen up, Big Foot

You know I got a lot of tea, I went easy on you (Glass fragment foot ass, bitch)

You, know, whenever I meet a woman that would fuck her friend's man (And let your friend talk about your ex-friends baby on the internet, no, no)

I know that they have a very evil spirit (Where my prayer warriors at?)

Uh, I don't think you want the next installment of this song

I know it's the most attention you've ever gotten

One flow hoe, but, uh, trust

If you don't apologize to your mama in twenty four hours

Shit gon' get uglier than Ken Barbie, okay? Don't play

Um, and also, I'd like to say to my supporters

I love you, may God bless you, you're amazing

Um, all the good pussy gyal dem too, yes

But, I'm very serious

Ho, the things that you've lied about

Even pertaining to your mom

You don't want them out, okay?

Now, since you think it's funny to speak about people's families

We'll all join in

We'll all play the reindeer games

Soon as your new nose heals

And soon as your-

Well, let's leave that for the second installment, brrr

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