[Intro: Nicki Minaj & Sada Baby] Uh (The Coal Cash Collection) It's the Queen Sleaze Nine months motherfuckin' pregnant, like, what? I'm bool Sada, what up? (Bang, bang, bang) Detroit [Verse 1: Nicki Minaj] Ooh, lil' nigga wanna try it I told him, "Black lives matter," I'ma riot Ooh, ass fat, I had to buy it Ain't a nigga alive that's gon' deny it This nigga makin' me feel erotic (Erotic) Uh, he a freak like Giannis (Giannis) To be honest, I hope one day we do a play-date with Adonis Ooh, I'm 'bout my cake, get your bakin' on You don't want that real smoke, get your vapin' on Egg-whites, turkey-bacon on Ain't in a restaurant, but I'm the bitch they been waitin' on (Tag) Gotta pop tags, bitches stuntin' in them hand-me-down bags It's sad, Burberry plaid, you in that drip that I already had [Chorus: Nicki Minaj] They wanna see you do your dance Do that thing pokе out them pants? If it don't, then I got plans Bam, just got a summertimе tan [Verse 2: Nicki Minaj] Scram, we're just puttin' dollars on your head Niggas violatin' the gang gon' end up dead Lady in the street but a freak ho in the bed Chopper on him, that's my shooter in the red Lil' nigga can't keep my pussy out his hands Fuck a last minute, gotta book me in advance Been a bad girl, and I'm tryna get spanked Pretty little body, but my face look stank I be in a truck that cost your whole house Bitches imitate me but don't come close If you wanna celebrate the best, then come toast Bitches ain't sayin' nothin', but doin' the utmost Heard he wanna chew on my edible panties Even when I tell him, "See you tomorrow," he can't leave Got the Off-White sneakers, rockin' a tan weave When I come out, grab Simba, it's a stampede [Verse 3: Sada Baby] Ooh, lil' bitch wan' ride it Told the bitch don't get out her body Hmm, get right beside me I'ma get in that thang, get to slidin' This bitch makin' me feel erotic Huh, she gotta get on this rocket I don't give a fuck 'bout her milage Ain't her grandmom related to the Winans? Ooh, that's the shit that I like You a church girl, beat you like Christ Hmm, you ain't never had pipe Least not this kind, I'ma fuck you all night Off a Perc', hmm, off a Perc', bae Yeah, leave a bitch with the hurt back Go to work, hmm, where the work at? My young niggas wakin' up to serve that [Chorus: Sada Baby] They wanna see me do my dance In these thousand-dollar pants Don't disrespect me and my mans Bang, whole lotta choppers on your ass [Verse 4: Sada Baby] Scram, we just put them dollars on your head Snitchin'-ass nigga gave his mama to the feds Little brother, big brother, Sada got the dreads DZ, DT, Sada keep the bands Lil' bitch can't keep her pussy out my hands Got a real hoodrat Suki on my hands I was stackin' blues, run up Tookies on they ass I be in the Bay rollin' Cookies on they ass I be in they nerves, G weed gave me is bustin' 'Cause Sada can't be jealous off weed, I'm never stressin' I can see the booty from the bottom, that thang a double decker Let my white boy shoot on that thing, he Sam Dekker Heard you used to chew on that thing, Hannibal Lecter Have you poppin' all of them pills like Heath Ledger These drugs ain't a joke, my nigga, I'm just tellin' you Your manager got you on the shelf and he sellin' you [Chorus: Sada Baby] They wanna see me do my dance In these thousand-dollar pants Don't disrespect me and my mans Bang, whole lotta choppers on your ass, ooh
Never seen someone ruin an instrumental harder than the original to this song btw I’m talking about Sada Baby not you… this is literally a perfect remake
They wanna see me do my dance Giving them the glitz and glam If you're messing with my band Bang! You won't follow midnight again Scram, we just putting dollars in your head Prissy Peramethean, hear what I've said All of the tweets that I've seen and I've read What you do is filling me with dread Just take a minute to think this through And a message to say that I'm over you I didn't mean to say that kinda abuse But to say the least, I'm telling the truth Can you please tone it down a bit? 'Cos I'm sick and tired of your bullshit Just tweeting bout me, bout that, bout this Like please just pause for a second, sis Why do you keep the obsession up When you are supposed to stop that stuff? It's my turn, girl, and I'll play it rough When will you ever learn to shut the fuck up? They wanna see me do my dance Giving them the glitz and glam Now I'm messing with your band Bang! You won't follow midnight again
