Jasmine Mans - Nicki Minaj lyrics

You are being traded paper in exchange for you to be plastic All Dolls will evidentially malfunction (I don't even know why you girls bother at this point like give it up, it ‘s me I win you lose) Nicki Minaj (It's me) I must admit (Its, its me) I have always been intrigued by your a** I guess that's what the world looked like after falling from your shoulders (Like give it up) You have the heartbeat of a suicide bomber A baseline breathing out of your pulse Your thighs play storage for the weight of the world I dreamt that you used to back packed, the lost raps, of Female MCs who could not find their way out the cipher (Its just like I single handedly annihilated like every rape b**h in the build) Traded in your crown for unsharpened pencils and blank CDs (Like give it up) Do you ever feel a cord gripping on your neck, choke, spit? Don't let this industry f** the Assata out of you (Harijuku-Barbie) Can and will never be code for queen You are a Queen no matter how many times they try to shuffle you back in tape decks Bi Sex, straight, you've earned my respect (You da Bestest) But I know your spine binds and crooked lines And you can't seem to write a rhyme for your broken daughters Slaughter, bent over back, a** cracked, b**h slapped, in videos There is nothing pedal bike pretty about broken Do you know what this media is trying to do to you? They will porcelain (Barbie) Doll the sh** out of you Leave you noose necked hanging from Zion they will Lauryn Hill you The mis-education of a Barbie doll coming soon (I just had an epiphany) Barbie, I think NYC is making you forget you come from Queens Its scary when you have wack MCs trying to ghost write your obituary (You should buy a 16 cuz I write it good) Your existence is not recyclable to me (Barbie) Stop spitting me toy stories Of Woodys and Buzzlight Years who only come alive when no body is watching Fake breast Once upon a time before puberty and tissue filled training bras all little girls wanted a toy chest What do you treasure? * You have turned your G-spot into a land-mind Dirty, disgusting We have been waiting centuries for a woman like you to carve your stiletto in history This microphone is not a dil*o so you are going to have to cum a little harder than that (I, win, I win, you lose) Come a little harder for rap Too many women before you have laid down tracks — UNIT…Y? So you wouldn't have to record your on your back Spit some sh** it for girls who kiss girls and got beat down to their backs We will remember you for that Lips sync your screams and remember your inflections and copyright your raps MC (Barbie) For young money anyone can buy themselves their own ( I'm Nick Minaj, Nicki Lewinski, Nicki Barbie, the boss) Crown, Vagina, Womanhood, and Talent All Sold separately (Barbie) You are being stabbed in the back Inserted with a wind up string and a tag? (R, R, R, Roger that)