Luyện nghe bài hát 5 Star

[Intro: Minaj]


Young

1: Nicki Minaj]
I been smokin' gas, bitches
Man, I feel just a gang-star
Cover up my face like a
In this Alexander scarf
drop a bag, they gon' pull up
And then they let them things off
I ain't up my hairstyle
But my niggas let it off
and Addies, lookin' for a fuck I could give
All hatin' bitches plottin', why they can't let me live?
Me and in LIV
When my album drop these bitches is cry in the car
All your yes-men out here lyin', had you dyin' to
You was tryin' too
I'm out here livin' though, I am out livin' though
Me and Tunechi winnin'
Slimes out twinnin' though
I am on my though
I am just so
Bands, I go get it
Weezy on his
A lot of shit, a whole lot of gang shit
All these plaques is pilin' up, it's nowhere to hang
These bitches though
them out my pussy though
Niggas want my though
'Cause it taste cookie dough
Smoke, I got a pack
Flow sick, get a
Niggas don't my race when they say she blacked
I am the (Facts)
I'm she lacks
Bitch get on kneecap
I don't mean C.
get you checked, pussy; I'll get you a free pap
You bitches ball out, you get your QB sacked
I'm OBJ, hoes; break records like
I've been that bitch since ice with the sprinkles
Tell 'em carry on, they gon' miss me when I'm
I'm

[Hook: Lil
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I just like five hoes in my mansion
Got 'em feelin' like five star
Your hoes fits, my bitches patient
Man, I feel just like a
Pop X with my exotic dancer
She cryin' and said her job hard
Switch her whip out, put her in a
Now she screamin' Rest In to Honda

[Verse 2: Lil
on her navel, lick it so my tongue can go HAM
Put my face up in her pussy and my in her ass
her do the jumpman, ayy
I put her down in the pillow, 'bout to smother her ass
A fly bone to me, I told her to come get a tan
Now she pecan
Oh, I got a in the sofa
An in the toaster
A cradle in the
The doing yoga
And I wake up, the Folgers
I don't know how I up
'Cause I was in a
But now I'm in the
Wearing high socks on the porch
Two cups with the mud
The plug ain't charge me for it
I tears of fuckin' joy
LVs on my luggage, boy
Don't ask me where I'm fuckin'
I pull up my skaters
Make 'em beat you with their fuckin'
Sharp shooters pool sharks
Shoot you in the Walmart
Shoot you in the parkin' lot
Shoot you in the food court
Hit your crib in the
Then on the speedboat
Act a jackass like
disappear like Ne-Yo
Leave a red flag on your screen
a red flag around your queen's throat
Leave a blood stain on your floor
a red stain on clean snow
That money gang, 500
On money train
And we walkin' with bloody fangs
Playin' games; mmm-yummy, man
And we storm the block, and thunder came
When my youngest came, that's mother's name
Hit the address, knockin' down picture and other things
Throwin' up Eastside like pains
Sugarcane get took to
A kilo and it shook the plane
A screamed, the hoes wouldn't complain
I brought the AK with the knife, so the came
And the came, and her sister came
And what's her
It'll go Bang
You don't even know where to put the
cold

[Hook: Lil
I just fucked like five in my mansion
Got 'em feelin' like they star
hoes throwin' fits, my bitches patient
Man, I feel just like a
Pop X for my exotic dancer
She start and said her job hard
her whip out, put her in a Mercedes
Now she screamin' Rest In Peace to

Switch her out put her in a Mercedes
Now she screamin' In Peace to Mazda
Put her ass up in a Mercedes
Now she screamin' Rest In Peace to Car
her, put her in Mercedes
Now she screamin' Rest In to Kia
Switch her whip out put her in a
Now she screamin' Rest In to Uber
That's some shit