متن و پخش آهنگ Kill Da DJ از Nicki Minaj

متن کامل ترانه Kill Da DJ با صدای Nicki Minaj

Aphelliates nigga, pay attention Hey, hey, hey You know it just dawned on me (Holiday Season) I am Nicki Minaj (Trap-a-holics, biatch) Yo I ain't know the president live in DC And I ain't know they called me Nicki Lewinsky I never knew that dude with Jay was Pimp C And I ain't no I be with Paris and Lindsey I just know that I be on my fly girl shit I fly girl pop up and I fly girl dip I fly girl stunt like I fly girl flip And I don't never guzzle it I fly girl sip Now get that Rosé get that, get that Rosé A little Hennesy and Louis the 13th Now everybody look my way, my way Excuse all the haters 'cause they lookin' sideways Let's get it now, chyeah You got me wrong You be sittin' by the bar when it's your song You can act like you don't like it but you do You do, you do, do, do, do, do (Holiday Season, nigga) I think I'm gonna kill the motherfuckin' DJ If he don't pull up, let the record replay Record replay, record replay I think I'm gonna kill the motherfuckin' DJ (yo) I ain't know the police was the Babylon And I ain't know I'm cold just like an avalanche I never knew my titties was bigger then Pamela So paparazzi flickin', be flickin' their camera I just know that I be on my fly girl shit My fly girl stomach and my fly girl hips I fly girl ball with my fly girl mitts And I can only kiss another fly girl lips Now get that OJ, get that, get that OJ A little cranberry and some Grand-y Marnier Now everybody look my way my way Excuse all the haters 'cause they lookin' sideways You got me wrong You be sittin' by the bar when it's your song You can act like you don't like it but you do You do, you do, do, do, do, do (damn son, where'd ya find this?) I think I'm gonna kill the motherfuckin' DJ If he don't pull up, let the record replay Record replay, record replay I think I'm gonna kill the motherfuckin' DJ (oh) Fuck 'em like sexin', why they be flexin' When they know that this they song? So interestin' frontin' like they textin' Damn, them bitches got me wrong Got me wrong, wrong, wrong Got me wr-wr-wr-wr-wr-wrong Got me wr-wr-wr-wr-wr-wr-wr-wr-wr-wr-wrong (You be-, bitches got met wrong) You got me wrong You be sittin' by the bar when it's your song You can act like you don't like it but you do You do, you do (do, do, do, do, do) (The Aphelliates, nigga, holla at yo' boy)