Beyonce Knowles - Sweet Dreams (Remix) lyrics

rate me

Yo, Young Money right chere

Bike here, throw it up no high chair

Cold like a white bear

Freddy Krueger I'm a rap bitch nightmare

And I'm rich I could buy you

Kill bitches leave they body in a bayou

More brain than an IQ

More head than a dread, my youte

And my bank account ain't hardly empty

That's why I come through in a Barbie Bently

So please mamacita, please no envy

When you come around it reads no entry

Who's next to go?

My flow's so flexible

Get gas then get at me, Texico

Shoot yourself in the leg, Plexico

White jag with the twisted lip

I ain't Mike Jack, but this is it

Bo-bo-born born everywhere

You like balloon boy, Mama you was never there

I am the Kung-Fu Panda

Fuck all of your blogs, fuck all of your propaganda

Good for the goose, than it's good for the gander

Nicki ain't a rapper, Nicki is a brander

Please you could never compare to me

All these bitches is scared of me

I am who they couldn't even dare to be

So that's all folks! (puh-dam-ba-dee)

I go hard pause

Hospital flow get more gauze

I'm a bad bitch on all fours

The President be like, "It's all yours! "

Weezy and Nicki bring the A game high stats

Go together like Ricky and his eye patch

Go together like a team in the gym

Kareem in the ring, the Queen and the King!