Every Time He Leave Me Alone He Always Tell Me He Miss It Lyrics By Nicki Minaj. You can go down and k^^s it And every time he leave me lone he always tell me he miss it He want a F-R-EEEEE-A-K Ok, one thing about me, I’m the baddest alive
Every Time He Leave Me Alone He Always Tell Me He Miss It Lyrics
Ay, yo
I can l^^k it, I can ride it
While you slippin and sliding
I can do all them little tricks and keep the d^^k up inside it
You can smack it, you can grip it
You can go down and k^^s it
And every time he leave me lone he always tell me he miss it
He want a
F-R-EEEEE-A-K
F-R-EEEEE-A-K, A-K, A-K, A-K
EEEEE-A-K,
F-R-EEEEE-A-K
Ok, one thing about me, I’m the baddest alive
He know the prettiest b^^^h didn’t come until I ARRIVE
I don’t let b^^^^^s get to me; I f^^k they man if they try
I got a princess face, a killer body, samurai mind
They can’t be Nicki, they so stupid, I just laugh when they try
A thong bikini up my a^s, I think I’ll go for a dive
His ex b^^^h went up against me, but she didn’t survive
On applications I write pressure, ‘cause that’s what I apply (Brrrr)
P P P Pressure applied, can’t f^^k a regular guy
Wetter than umbrellas and stickier than Apple Pie
I can l^^k it, I can ride it
While you slipping and sliding
I can do all them little tricks and keep the d^^k up inside it
You can smack it, you can grip it
You can go down and k^^s it
And every time he leave me ‘lone he always tell me he miss it
He want a
F-R-EEEEE-A-K
F-R-EEEEE-A-K, A-K, A-K, A-K
EEEEE-A-K,
F-R-EEEEE-A-K
‘Cause what the f^^k, this ain’t Chanel, n^^^a, custom down?
Like, what the f^^k, this ain’t Burberry, custom brown?
He said, “Could you throw it back while you touch the ground?”
Then he said, “Do that p^^^y purr?”
I said, “Yup, meow”
Hold up
F^^k boys, ain’t no need for you to roll up
Ain’t no need for you to double tap neither, scroll up
Keep these b^^^^^s on they toes like Manolo
Be on the lookout when I come through, BOLO
Oh, whoa
Elegant b^^^h with a
hoe glow
If it ain’t big, then I won’t blow
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
F^^k is the tea?
I just F’d a G
Made him say “Uhh”, just ask Master P
Ball so hard, I just took a knee
Get me Rocky A$AP, n^^^a, word to RIH
Freak
F-f-freak
Some GYAL A FREAK
GYAL AH FREAK
GYAL AH freak, freak, freak
I can l^^k it, I can ride it
While you slipping and sliding
I can do all them little tricks and keep the d^^k up inside it
You can smack it, you can grip it
You can go down and k^^s it
And every time he leave me ‘lone he always tell me he miss it
He want a
F-R-EEEEE-A-K
F-R-EEEEE-A-K, A-K, A-K, A-K
EEEEE-A-K,
F-R-EEEEE-A-K
