Did It On’em lyrics

by

Drake


[Intro]
(Bangladesh)

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
sh*tted on 'em
Man, I just sh*tted on 'em
sh*tted on 'em
Put your number twos in the air if you did it on 'em
sh*tted on 'em
Man, I just sh*tted on 'em
sh*tted on 'em
Put your number twos in the air if you did it on 'em

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
All these b*tches is my sons
And I'ma go and get some bibs for 'em
A couple formulas, little pretty lids on 'em
If I had a di*k, I would pull it out and p*ss on 'em (Pss)
Let me shake it off
I just signed a couple deals, I might break you off
And we ain't making up, I don't need a mediator
Just let them bums blow steam, radiator

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj & Safaree]
(That was a earthquake, b*tch), sh*tted on 'em
(You felt the ground shake, right?), man, I just sh*tted on 'em
(You b*tches ain't f*cking with her), sh*tted on 'em
Put your number twos in the air if you did it on 'em (You must've, ah)
(You must've lost your f*ckin' mind), sh*tted on 'em
(You must've bumped your f*ckin' head), man, I just sh*tted on 'em
(You crazy, stupid, ugly, monkey-looking b*tches), sh*tted on 'em
Put your number twos in the air if you did it on 'em (Uh, yo, ah)
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
This stone is flawless, F1
I keep shooters up top in the F1
A lot of bad b*tches beggin' me to F one
But I'ma eat them rap b*tches when the chef come
Throw some fresh ones
More talent in my motherf*ckin' left thumb
She ain't a Nicki fan, then the b*tch deaf, dumb
You ain't my son, you my motherf*ckin' step-son

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj & Safaree]
(I don't know what layaway look like), sh*tted on 'em
(b*tch, I can't even spell "welfare"), man, I just sh*tted on 'em
(You got me mistaken with your mother, ho), sh*tted on 'em
Put your number twos in the air if you did it on 'em (You b*tches at the bottom of the totem pole)
(We at the top, b*tch, she flopped), sh*tted on 'em
(Louis Vuitton everything, b*tch), man, I just sh*tted on 'em
(Gucci, we don't f*ck with it, it's too cheap, motherf*cker), sh*tted on 'em
Put your number twos in the air if you did it on 'em (You b*tches, ah, man)

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
All these b*tches is my sons
And I ain't talkin' 'bout Phoenix
b*tch, I get money, so I dos what I pleases
I live where the motherf*ckin' pools and the trees is
Broke b*tches so crusty (Disgust me)
Gave the b*tch a ride, got the Continental dusty
Trust me, I keep a couple hundred in the duff'-B
Couple wet wipes case a bum try to touch me, ew
I'm the terminator
b*tch talk slick, I'ma have to terminate her
These little nappy-headed hoes need a perminator
You my seed, I'll spray you with the germinator (Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh)
Move back, bugs
Matter fact, you know the queen could use a back rub (Ah)
If you could turn back time, Cher
You used to be here, now you're gone, Nair
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj & Safaree]
(You nappy-headed son of a b*tches), sh*tted on 'em
(I'ma start throwing Just for Me perm at your heads), man, I just sh*tted on 'em
(I'ma get the kid version), sh*tted on 'em
Put your number twos in the air if you did it on 'em (The kid version, 'cause you're a bunch of kids)
(Bunch of lil' nappy-headed hoes runnin' around, yeah), sh*tted on 'em
(Just for Me), man, I just sh*tted on 'em
(You know it, yeah, ho, you know it), sh*tted on 'em
Put your number twos in the air if you did it on 'em (Just for Me perm in your head when we see you, ow)
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