متن و پخش آهنگ Dip (feat. Nicki Minaj) (feat. Nicki Minaj) از Nicki Minaj

متن کامل ترانه Dip (feat. Nicki Minaj) (feat. Nicki Minaj) با صدای Nicki Minaj

Young Money Haha, I know you gon' do it for the 'Gram, right? (D.A. got that dope) Yeah, ha First things first, I fuck Get all the money Bitches love me, keep it hunnid (ha) Bitches like you 'cause you funny Niggas ain't stunners (no) I'm the one that came and fuck the summer (me) I got a black Barbie, she into ménages (yeah) I'ma fuck her all night 'til I cum nothing (no) Sip got me buzzin' (yeah), I am not a husband (no) I can be your daddy 'cause I am a motherfucker (haha) Fuck, niggas muggin', these niggas sweet muffin Put my seed on her face, she get smashed like a pumpkin (smash) Ooh, she love it, do me rougher (rougher) Talk that nasty, when I smack your ass cheek (go, go, go) Can you make it dip, make it dip, make it dip? Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip Here, baby, take a sip, take a sip Take a sip, take a sip Lick your lips, lick your lips Yeah, baby, I just wanna see you dip, see you dip, make it dip Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip Yeah, baby, take a sip, take a sip, take a sip Take a sip, take a sip, take a sip Yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip (uh, ay yo) I think he wanna dippy the tippy, then put it on my lippy Even when it get sticky, he know it still got the drippy Yeah I'm pulling your card though, got him calling me Ricky (uh huh) All these bitches my minis, got 'em calling me Mickey (haha) All that rah-rah never was the icon issue Harper's Bazaar, I'm covering the icon issue I got issues, yeah bitch, I got issues W, Vogue, Cosmo, I got issues I always pull up with some Barbie dolls Thick in the thighs I said we looking for some brain Where the Wizard of Oz? Last nigga was a dope dealer Hell of a guy He said the pussy top, five Dead or alive Can you make it dip, make it dip, make it dip? Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip Here, baby, take a sip, take a sip Take a sip, take a sip Lick your lips, lick your lips Yeah, baby, I just wanna see you dip, see you dip, make it dip Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip Yeah, baby, take a sip, take a sip, take a sip Take a sip, take a sip, take a sip Yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip Santana bandanna on the twist Got your bitch wave ridin' on my dick Man, these niggas ain't shit (no) I done came back with the hits Fresher than the pillow with the fuckin' mint (ha) What I said? I'm in (yeah), this shit is big (yeah) I came to flex (yeah), look in the mirror (yeah) Look at your ass, fuck a career How you make a G-string just disappear? She like buy me all this shit, I need bags, I need 'fits I need cash, I need cash, I'm just really nigga rich Make it splash, make it splash, but before I get you dripped I just got one question, bitch Can you make it dip, make it dip, make it dip? Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip Here, baby, take a sip, take a sip Take a sip, take a sip Lick your lips, lick your lips Yeah, baby, I just wanna see you dip, see you dip, make it dip Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip Yeah, baby, take a sip, take a sip, take a sip Take a sip, take a sip, take a sip Yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip (ay yo) What's popping-ton? I'm depositin' All these M's while you motherfuckers gossipin' (show me how you make it dip) All this cock-sucking Eat a box or something Ice out your little watch with some rocks or something (Show me how you make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip) What's poppin'? What's poppin'? What's poppington? (Make it dip, make it dip, yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip) Make it dip and make it dip and make it drop again You know Barbie God got it on lock again (Make it dip, yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip) Westside with Tyga, bumpin' to Pac again, uh (Make it dip, yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip) Who got the juice be sending you niggas' brazy Who got 'em mad? Like, man That pussy wavy (wavy) Yeah, I had to dash, like, damn, baby, I'm Stacey W-when you turn 'em down, these clowns turn into babies Who-who got the juice? Be sending you niggas' brazy W-w-who got 'em mad? Like, man That pussy wavy All these niggas want me to love 'em like I'm Kiki Got 'em in they feelings since they seen me in FEFE (ooh)