Barbie Dangerous

Barbie Dangerous - Nicki Minaj (妮琪·米娜)

Lyrics by：Tate Kobang/Onika Maraj/Kameron Cole/Kendall Taylor/Christopher Wallace/Steven Howse/Anthony Henderson/Bryon McCane/Sean Combs/Steven Jordan

Composed by：Tate Kobang/Onika Maraj/Kameron Cole/Kendall Taylor/Christopher Wallace/Steven Howse/Anthony Henderson/Bryon McCane/Sean Combs/Steven Jordan

Produced by：Hollywood Cole/YG! Beats/Tate Kobang

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Ayo

Barbie dangerous

Weak ******* don't endanger us

You are over you ain't in range of us

'Cause I won won won won angel numbers

Fashions and Burberry rain boots

Lookin' like every designer fave muse

Front row next to the who's who

Tryna build another Barbie doll screw's loose

Name a rapper that can channel Big Poppa and push out Papa Bear

Ho I'm mother of the year

Every summer I come out to walk ******* make 'em disappear

But to me it's just another year

She ain't got that kind of flair let me see what I'ma wear

They gon' copy I'ma wear Moncler

Heavy on the arch

Facts

He was hittin' from the back

Then he asks was all this my hair um yeah

Spit your game pop your ****

Face on pretty a*s stay thick

Beef with who

She got the right one

All these rap ******* ain't got to like none

Kitty on fleek I got the tight one

Pick one ticket I got the white one

These rap ******* you like is my sons

Still gon' run this rap **** when I'm done

I'm still sittin' here you got a lot to prove

Appreciatin' my solitude

Beef ain't my go-to

But I got bags of this bread if we buyin' food

And I'm still queenin'

Chanel bags they still swingin'

Old hits they still swingin'

They love the flow they still streamin'

But it's kill season

You apologize but it's still treason

Got 'em steamin' like dry cleanin'

Move on my timin' I ain't no demon

H*es' words ain't got no meanin'

Queen of this rap ****** Bohemian

Their worst nightmare they still dreamin'

******* Jack and I'm still queenin'

And I'm still prayin'

You would too if you knew

How these jealous ******* move

First .22 by twenty-two

They don't know the half 'til they cracked in two

So-called beef with who wait who

Broke a couple rap niggas hearts in two

Now them ah chat pon interviews

Interviews interviews

It's clear to see they wanna be me

Hit the road E-X-I-T

My flow they B-I-T

Shots thrown but I-D-C

Go home or do it B-I-G

My throne they can't S-I-T

My crown you can't F-I-T

I'ma tell you like a nigga told me

Spit your game pop your ****

Face on pretty a*s stay thick

Beef with who

She got the right one

All these rap ******* they ain't got to like none

Kitty on fleek I got the tight one

Pick one ticket I got the white one

These rap ******* you like is my sons

Still gon run this rap **** when I'm done