Warning

[Nicki Minaj] Who the hell is this? Calling me at 12:47 in the night While I'm watching the fight Looking at the phone, it's no name in sight Blocked ID, knew something just wasn't right It's my girl Kandi from out in Miami Telling me that my man with some bitch in a Camry Car seat in the back like he started a family Yo Kan, stop playing, what the fuck is you saying? [Kandi] Remember them chicks from the Bricks 'round nine six That we seen when we hit a lick by the project? [Nicki Minaj] Oh, you mean Leah, little sister Maria I used to go see her in front of the pizzeria [Kandi] I didn't say them They schooled me to some bitch that you knew from back when Some bitch named Kim Light skinned, slim, used to rock a low brim Followed them to the crib, but the lights real dim They hit me on the chirp, warning me, now I'm warning you What's it gonna be Nicki, tell me what you wanna do [Nicki Minaj] Damn, I'mma have to send her to her maker Damn, I'mma have to send her to her maker Damn, I'mma have to send her to her maker I'mma send her to her maker I'mma send her to her maker [Kandi] They heard about his good sexing, long erections Nice complexion, Magnums for protection They even heard about his tongue game How the nigga give brain, ain't stop 'til the cum came But that's words of Hip Hop I popped the bitch top, like a Corona [Nicki Minaj] Call a coroner, it's gonna be a lot of black dresses and chest vest-es If I find out he got a next Mrs What you think all the goons is for Two by the door, a few more out in New York And I feed 'em curry chicken, I'm all about my green nahmean? Got some fat bitches in the kitchen I got a spot like ox and we cook oxtail Got a scale for what's in the mail I got whatever on my nigga bail, But if the nigga bail I'll have him sleeping with some killer whales Damn bitches wanna fuck with my man On the other hand, things ain't always what you plan It's the ones up in your prom picture, salon wit'cha Now they wanna creep in your man's jeep I bet you Nicki won't sleep Cause I'mma put the heat to your beak, You'll bird like tweet tweet And watch you smoke like a cigarette Should've left the bitch a pack of Nicorette Leave all them foul bitches wet I give a fuck about you and your bum crew Mami I'm the truth, they salute when I come through I'm not running bitch, I bust my gun, hold on I hear somebody coming