Nicki Minaj - Come on a Cone
Bitches ain't serious, man, these bitches deliriousAll these bitches inferiors, I just pimp my interiors
I just pick up and go, might pick up a ho
Might give conversation, if you kick up the dough
Never mind my money, never mind my stacks
Every bitch wanna be me, you can find 'em in Saks
"Pink Friday" two milli, "Super Bass" triple plat'
When you see me on Ellen, just admit that I'm winning
Do a show for Versace, they request me by name
And if they don't get Nicki, it just won't be the same
When I'm sitting with Anna, I'm really sitting with Anna
Ain't a metaphor punchline, I'm really sitting with Anna
Front row at Oscar de la Renta, posture
Ain't a bitch that could do it, not even my impostor
Put these bitches on lockout, where the fuck is your roster?
I pull up in that new new, marinara and pasta
Shake my head, yo, I'm mad, ain't a bitch in my zone
In the middle of nowhere, I just feel so alone
Got the certification, 'cause it come with the stone
But this ice is so cold, it should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, it should come on a cone
Man, my ice is so cold, it should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, it should come on a cone
'Cause my ice is so cold, it should come on a cone
7-Up went and gave my commercial to Cee-Lo
But don't tell 'em I said it, let's keep it on the d-low
If you need you a look, just put me on your song
But you know it'll cost about six figures long
But you bitches ain't got it, where the fuck is your budgets?
Flying Spurs for hers, mean I'm fucking above it
And I just got the Ghost, and I'm calling it Casper
But that shit is so cold, it belong in Alaska
Why the fuck am I styling? I competes with myself
When you win against Nicki, you depleted your wealth
And I'm not masturbating, but I'm feeling myself
Paparazzis is waiting, 'cause them pictures'll sell
Now don't you feel real stupid, yeah, that's egg on your face
If you wasn't so ugly, I'd put my dick in your face
Dick in your face, put my dick in your face, yeah
Shake my head, yo, I'm mad, ain't a bitch in my zone
In the middle of nowhere, I just feel so alone
Got the certification, 'cause it come with the stone
But this ice is so cold, it should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, it should come on a cone
Man, my ice is so cold, it should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, it should come on a cone
'Cause my ice is so cold, it should come on a cone
Ooh-ooh, dick in your face
Ooh-ooh, dick in your face
Ooh-ooh, dick in your face
Put my dick in your face
Put my dick in your face, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah (yeah)
Written by:
Chauncey A. Hollis, Onika Tanya Maraj
Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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