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Itty Bitty Piggy

Nicki Minaj

Beam Me Up Scotty

2010

(Trapaholics, bitch)
We workin'
Uh-huh 
Let's go Nicki
Uh-huh, yo (like you ain't know)

Ayo, I was on the plane with Dwayne 
You can call me Whitley I go

(Trapaholics, bitch)
We workin'
Uh-huh 
Let's go Nicki
Uh-huh, yo (like you ain't know)

Ayo, I was on the plane with Dwayne 
You can call me Whitley I go

the light
And no one gave a shit
Not even the kids
He was already dead you see
Your body moved slow 
And you're brain did too
Mind wrecked by drugs
Go Find

to the quickest prospects
Pursue that all pro flashing I fear that I'll lose 
Now all pros go by flaunting the shit I don't choose 

Yea, no no no the false

passin by and no it's filler
I got nothing to lose
Can't keep the sun out the room
I keep a piece of the view
Then go and sing with the moon
How bad do you

Yeah, damn this shit could get bad
No, I don't rock no FMJ got hollow tips in my mag
Pop me a X when I hop off the plane give a fuck bout no jet lag
Have

Stoned

Wiz Khalifa

Dreams

2012

let that bad bitch twist
(If you rollin' up tha gang, then you rollin' wit another plane)
(If you rollin' up tha gang, then you rollin' wit another

around make my choppa go sing
I'm going off like i been out the grid
Yeah yeah when i been out the grid 

Feel like I'm on molly feel like I'm on lean
When

Countin' this money gon take days, I get paid like I'm Bruce Wayne
Whenever I touch down in your city, I'ma let you see the plane
We chilling in

International Lover

Prince

1999

1982

say) baby
I know it's hard to believe
But this body here is free tonight
Your very own first class flight
My plane's parked right outside, baby

say) baby
I know it's hard to believe
But this body here is free tonight
Your very own first class flight
My plane's parked right outside, baby

go slow, cause my drugs they on go
I got a plane to catch, I got some vibes to catch
I got some money to snatch, bad bitch she a snack
I got a plane

come tap in when u in
They don't really fuck with the kid
Been getting bucks since a kid
Whoever in my way getting knocked off the grid (aye)
Go go aye

the party's only up in the club?
Wherever we go, they just showing us love
Move 'em in, move 'em out, move 'em in, move 'em out
Move 'em in, move 'em out,

Sid
Only iron around me I'm sharp for the grid

Niggas go 30 for 30 shit
Precise oh yea that's right you watchin my movie I got like 30 clips
They say

Turn this shit up a little more
Right
Yeahhhhhh
Hit the gas I've got to leave this place
Swear I can't go back to the place I stayed
They tried

you can't even login
Quit hitting repeat on your bad habit and get to jogging

Brace yourself for impact and all my jargon
Take a sec, sit back, go

gas, smoke it by da strand
We be drumming shit, like we in a band
Bitch I'm too fly like a fucking ceiling fan
Ye I'm geeked bad like I popped a fucking

Ready to be quiet for
Three minutes and twenty seconds
Start the countdown

Three twenty two
Here we go
Uh uh yeah what

Bring you the best in
Hardcore

feel inside me?
The voices in my head don't act too kindly
They just always slip by me
Telling me I'm a bad friend, that I only bring sadness
It hurts

on us
I'm talkin' a lot cause I'm getting bankroll (bank roll),
And they follow me anywhere that my plane go (Oh oh uh-oh).
Say she never been (never

a light wrist
Can't go to Philly no more on the boot list
Bring out Lucile money all on the pool stick
Boy got a bad parent ohh thats a cool kid
All my

the city of the dreamers, built by the realist
Concrete, grids, bytes and lil bits
Scream unheard 'cuz they creamed it
'Em idols stream it
Social gimmick,

Created by struggle gotta get it
Never go against the grain
It was me and my brother down bad
Making plays in the rain
Hurt me deep to see mama