Black Barbies lyrics

[Intro: Nicki Minaj]
Mike WiLL Made-It, n*gga
SremmLife
Black Barbies in the city
Fat ass and pretty titties
Get dummies for they money
You sent flowers, but I wish I didn't receive 'em
All your lies, I wish I didn't believe 'em

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
That boy is a real pus*y pleaser
All that fetty, but he never met Masika
Tuck the chrome 22 in his sneaker
El Chapo, but he crazy like La Quica
Young girls always lookin' for a soulmate
But I shoulda listened to what mama told me
Furry moon boots, shades DITA
Too high to give a sh*t about PETA

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Sativa so strong, I'm not blinkin'
What in the world was I thinking?
New day, new money to be made
New things for them to imitate
I-I'm a f*ckin' Black Barbie
Pretty face, perfect body
Pink seats in the 'Rari
Always f*ck him like I'm sorry
Who the f*ck is gon' protect her?
If I really gotta check her
Peter Piper picked a pepper
And my cake is triple decker
[Interlude: Nicki Minaj]
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no) No-flex zone, no-flex zone
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no) No-flex zone

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
I see these silly n*gga's flexin', it's a no zone
You gon' be floatin' in dem rivers like you know Joan
Island girl, Donald Trump want me go home
Still pull up with my wrist lookin' like a snowcone
She said she got a hit record, I said, "Ooh, sh*t"
Picked up my phone 'cause I had to call bullsh*t
These b*tches havin' nightmares of my new sh*t
These b*tches pus*y and they don't ever do sh*t
Get it? Douche
Half a milli on the Maybach Pullman, bought it
Now I'm prayin' all my foreigns don't get deported
n*ggas love me so much they be sendin' me gifts
And these clown n*ggas actin', I'ma send 'em some skits
b*tches can't rap for sh*t, I'ma send 'em some tips
All these b*tches is my sons, should be suckin' my tits

[Interlude: Nicki Minaj]
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no)
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no)

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Now usually I don't do this, I'm Popeye, she's Brutus
Usually I'm a Christian, but this peace is Buddhist
All of my n*ggas draw, but none of them cartoonists
Usually I'm the baddest, usually I'm the cutest
Usually I'm the flyest, usually you're the stewardess
And we ain't playin' ball, but usually it's some shooters
Are these b*tches drunk? These b*tches ain't lucid
Go against the queen, your career will be elusive
Where your plaques at? Where them stocks? Word to NASDAQ
b*tches ass-back, they was never in my tax brack
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no)
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
That boy is a real pus*y pleaser
All that fetty, but he never met Masika
Tuck the chrome 22 in his sneaker
El Chapo, but he crazy like La Quica
Young girls always lookin' for a soulmate
But I shoulda listened to what mama told me
Furry moon boots, shades DITA
Too high to give a sh*t about PETA

[Outro: Swae Lee]
That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know of me
Young bull living like an old geezer
Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge drinking
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle