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Come On A Cone Lyrics - Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded Deluxe Edition - Nicki Minaj

Bitches ain't serious, man, these bitches delirious 

All these bitches in-furious, I just pimp my interious 

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 winnin' 

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 in Oscar de la Renta posture 

Ain't a bitch that could do it, not even my impostor 

Put these bitches on lock out, 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 

Yeah, 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 

7up went and gave my commercial to Cee-Lo 

But don't tell them I said it, lets 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? 

 

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Flying spurs for hers; me, I'm fucking above it 

And I just got the ghost, and I'm calling it Casper 

But that 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 

 

Paparazzi is waiting, cause them pictures will sell 

 

Now don't you feel a-stupid, yeah, that's egg on your face 

 

If you weren'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 

 

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It should come on a cone, it should come on a cone 

Yeah, 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 

Woohoo, dick in your face 

Woohoo, dick in your face 

Woohoo, dick in your face 

Put my dick in your face 

Put my dick in your face, yeah yeah! 

Yeah, yeah 

Yeah, yeah 

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