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Nicki Minaj - Tshirt Lyrics

[Intro]

Un-huh
You Knew-wha
You knew what it was hoe
Knew what it
Knew what it was though



[Chorus]

Never thought I'd say this
But this shit is really over
Thought that bitch was mine
He under everybody covers
Fucking all the nat nats
New shoes every week with a backpack
Damn this nigga a jigalow
Fucking bitches everyday back to back
But every night he texting my phone
Tryna fuck me
Wanna come home
Take off my Tshirt
Texting my phone
Tryna Fuck me
Ready to come home
Take off my tshirt
[Verse 1 ]

Every morning he wake up be ret to go
Roll another blunt right after we had just smoked
I'm like damn bae
Yuon even wanna eat first
He said that's okay
Cause I need to go make these plays first

On to the next bitch
She just got paid today
She promised him
She'll buy a whole bow of loud today
He dick her down, flip her round
Ass in his face
Get that weed
Drop her off
Now he at the next bitch place

Goodmorning bae
I really missed you while I was out making them plays
I be wanting to come home
But that money gotta be made
By the way, I need to use your car again today
I can take you to work
And pick you up on time
Don't I always
This nigga a trip
But guess what

Same ole shit
Dick her down
Flip her round
Ass in his face
He get her car
And now he riding round
Pull up at his mama crib and eat good
Walk outside and see his next bitch
She looking good
She get a check on the first and the third
His homie told him she slow
He like okay, I love them birds
He tell her come over here
Get in the backseat
Before she could get all the way in
He done pulled out his meat

Sucked on my nigga dick for about a hour or two
While my dumb ass calling his phone
Like bae where the fuck are you
He said just chill boo
I'm making these plays for you
Just calm down stay cool
I'll be home real soon (umm hmm)
[Chorus]

Never thought I'd say this
But this shit is really over
Thought that bitch was mine
He under everybody covers
Fucking all the nat nats
New shoes every week with a backpack
Damn this nigga a jigalow
Fucking bitches everyday back to back
But every night he texting my phone
Tryna fuck me
Wanna come home
Take off my Tshirt
Texting my phone
Tryna Fuck me
Ready to come home
Take off my tshirt




[Verse 2 ]

Okay I get it let me think
I guess it's my turn again
Bet you pull up in my yard
With flowers and gars to roll up in
But bitch you think you slick
Just cause I love the dick
Must thought I was a lame
And wan hipped to that jigalow shit
But bitch I got alot of brothers
And they got them hoes too
How the fuck you think I caught on to you
Yo dumb ass
Just come get yo shoes
You can have this necklace back
And don't forget to grab the shoes that match
Thank you for the shoes
And the clothes
And the bags
I burnt all that shit
Right along with ya hats
Yeah
Had me riding around town in this lil bitch car
We was everywhere
You had took the shit too far
You heard me
You had took the shit too far

I burned ya shit up
What the fuck you gone do bout it bitch
I burned ya shit up
What the fuck you gone do bout it bitch



[Chorus]

Never thought I'd say this
But this shit is really over
Thought that bitch was mine
He under everybody covers
Fucking all the nat nats
New shoes every week with a backpack
Damn this nigga a jigalow
Fucking bitches everyday back to back
But every night he texting my phone
Tryna fuck me
Wanna come home
Take off my Tshirt
Texting my phone
Tryna Fuck me
Ready to come home
Take off my tshirt



[Outro]

Matter of fact
Give me my damn necklace back
Because it means something to me
But still fuck you
You ain't shit

Fuck me, take off my tshirt
Fuck on yo bitch
He a thot
Fuck, fuck on yo bitch he a thot