Is it wrong for thinking that I can trust you
Never holding all this shh against you
But now I'm strapped with my 45 special
I'm so special, so special, so special
Nigga you softer than a homosexual
And I am so extraterrestrial
So you can keep my things
There's nothing you can bring
And oyu can have my ring, you can add it to your bling
Cause I'm ok and I'm still a G
Pray for my enemies, my name's still Nicki
In time you'll changebut time don't freeze
You better leave better 'fore you get wetter than iceys?
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