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Brakes N Y Pie

oh my lord, she sure looks pretty. running around in new york city. look in her eyes, she's a princess in disguise.......oh-oh, get me a pony! whoop

] I eat your face off You n-ggas sweet as pie like this is a bake off I love Nicki?s curves, swing at the baseball I beat your brakes off H-H-Hi, I?m

Is it my fault that all of you bitches gone? Shoulda sent a thank you note, you little ho Now I'm a wrap your coffin with a bow "N-N-N-Nicki, she's just

chair is just a chair, ask Luther Van Go to work, go to church, let your dreams die Bowtie, final call, and the bean pie yarmulke for Hanukkah, wishlist

it my fault that all of you bitches gone? Shoulda sent a thank you note, you little ho Now I'm a wrap your coffin with a bow "N-N-N-Nicki, she's just