متن و پخش آهنگ Red Ruby Da Sleeze از Nicki Minaj

متن کامل ترانه Red Ruby Da Sleeze با صدای Nicki Minaj

Queen Only on them C's if it's breeze (uh-oh, uh-oh) Red Ruby Da Sleeze, Chinese on my sleeve These wannabe Chun-Li's, anyway, 你好 (nǐ hǎo, uh-oh) Who the fuck told bitches they was me now? (uh-oh, ooh) I knew these bitches was slow, I ain't know these bitches senile (ooh) Married a shooter 'case you niggas tried to breathe loud (brr-brr) Boom your face off, then I tell him, "Cease fire" I'm the AB side (ha) Seven hundred on them horses, when we fixin' to leave (uh-oh, uh-oh) But I don't fuck with horses since Christopher Reeves (Uh-oh, uh-oh) Gotta be careful when I dip, it's flips all in the whips It's forties with thirty clips, FN's with the switch Guacamole with the taco, waitin' on El Chapo Came in the Rolls and left low in a Tahoe Bad gal don't die, die, die Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta Real one nigga shot-ter-ter She my lil' vibe, my lil' ah, ah, ah Bad gal neva run from nobody, like, ah Rude boy want me touchin' on his body, like, yeah Boy affi dead if you ever diss me You know what to do if you ever miss me Miss me with that na-na-na-na-na-na-na I stay with my na-na-na-na-na-na-na His ex hit him, he like "Na-na-na-na-na-na-na" He want the bad gal sleeze like that Well, I'm a tease like that Ill na-na-na-na-na-na-na He told me bring him that na-na-na-na-na-na-na We don't be Karen like Donna-na-na-na-na-na I like it when he grab my cheeks like that Why I'm a freak like that? Bad gal don't die, die, die Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta Real one nigga shot-ter-ter She my lil' vibe, my lil' ah, ah, ah Bad gal never run from nobody, like, ah Rude boy want me touchin' on his body, like, yeah Boy affi dead if you ever diss me You know what to do if you ever miss me When the Queen leave, bitches wanna come out like a cockroach Until I'm cookin' in the kitchen like a pot roast That new Spectre, we don't fill pot holes Dorito bitches, mad that they nachos Shout out my vatos Shout out da hoes that's watching me like Movados (Click, click, click) All them, all them botched face photos, why would you post those? Make a gal duppy since I heard you like my ghost, hoes Big truck, but I'm alone like Post though Call Malone and tell him I'm going postal These bitches rapping like my blooper roll Desert eagle if your nigga acting super bold (Got 'em, got 'em, got 'em) Got 'em like, "Uh-oh" Gun fingers like niggas doing the bogle, you fuckin' bozo That .40 cal'll make 'em dance like a go-go Super facts, that's word to Super Cat We a rude gal youth, and we not talk 'bout the chat 'Cause bitches couldn't walk in my Crcos, that's word to Dundee Just a bunch of airheads like Kelly Bundy Man, these bitches so slow, man, they slower than sloths Six-hundred horse, how you gon' catch the boss? Caught 'em with they hand out, tryna catch the sauce Thierry Mugler flow, tryna cut the cloth See, the difference is I run businesses If I ain't employ you, then what yo business is? I'll have staff roll up like, "What the business is?" "Oh you don know that my niggas kill witnesses?" Bad gal don't die, die, die Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta Real one nigga shot-ter-ter She my lil' vibe, my lil' ah, ah, ah Bad gal never run from nobody, like, ah Rude boy want me touchin' on his body, like, yeah Boy affi dead if you ever diss me You know what to do if you ever miss me If you want me to stay, I'll never leave If you want me to stay, we'll always be If you want me to stay, I'll never leave If you want me to stay ♪