Nicki Minaj - Ganja Burn - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

10.08.2018

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Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1] Ayo, as the world turns, the blunt burns (Who you gettin' at, Nicki?) Watch them cunts learn Fashion icon, Audrey Hepburn I move keys, but you hoes get one turn Yeah, you get one turn, and one urn I straighten all these bitches out with one perm Who ever gassed 'em ain't none of my concern But, see, the Lord showed me dreams to confirm They done went to witch doctors to bury the Barbie But I double back, kill bitches, bury the body And that go for anybody, you'll be thoroughly sorry I could wage war or I come in peace like Gandhi All my powers back, now I'm scary to zombies Bring the heat to her, sizzle, I ain't talking Kalonji I done fasted and prayed, had to cleanse my body Abstaining from sex, had to zen my body I ain't givin', so don't ask, I don't lend my body Gotta be king status to give men my body (He gotta be king status to get in ya body?) Fuck yeah, 'cause a Queen is what I embody, uh [Chorus] Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah [Verse 2] Yo, you can't wear a Nicki wig and then be Nicki That's like a fat nigga thinkin' he can be Biggie One rough ride, now you DMX and Swizzy One hot video, you Hype? Nah, you just giddy You made one dope beat, now you Kanye? You got a nigga named JAY, now you 'Yoncé? You got about three stacks, now you André? You put a part in your fade, yeah, you Nas, bae You gotta have real skill, gotta work for that If it's really your passion, would you give the world for that? Unlike a lot of these hoes, whether wack or lit At least I can say I wrote every rap I spit Put my blood, sweat, and tears in perfectin' my craft Still every team's number one pick in the draft You could bring anybody, weatherman, pick a day I’m Kobe, KD, Kyrie, pick a K [Chorus] Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn [Interlude] I see ya, I see you I see ya, I see you [Outro] To my surprise, I saw you in my eyes The nights I cried, repented of the lies To my, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na To my, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Oh, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Ooh) Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Ooh, burn, baby (Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
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