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So You Think You Can Dance - Roman's Revenge lyrics

I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin
So far ahead, these bums is laggin'
See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin'
I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin'
So f** I look like gettin' back to a has-been Yeah, I said it, has-been
Hang it up, flat screen
Plasma
Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine
I got bars, sentencin'
I'm a bad b**h, I'm a cunt
And I'll kick that ho, punt Forced trauma, blunt
You play the back b**h, I'm in the front
You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it
Nicki Minaj is who you ain't f**in' with You lil' brag-a-lot beat you with a pad-a-lock
I am a movie, camera block
You outta work, I know it's tough
But enough is enough Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon I ain't into S&M but my whip's off the chain
A little drop of candy paint drips off the frame
Twisted-a** mind, got a pretzel for a brain
An eraser for a head, f**in' pencil for a friend You don't like it then peel off, b**h, every last woman on earth I'll k** off
And I still wouldn't f** you, slut, so wipe the smile on your grill off
I swear to God I'll piss a Happy Meal off
Get the wheels turnin', spin a wheel off Snap the axle in half, bust the tire-rod
Quit hollerin' "Why, God?" He ain't got sh** to do with it
Bygones'll never be bygones so won't be finished swallowin' my wad
I ain't finished blowin' it, nice bra Hope it'll fit a tough titty, b**h, life's hard, I swear to God
Life is a dumb blond white broad
With fake tits and a bad dye job
Who just spit in my f**in' face and called me a f**in' tightwad 'Til finally I broke down and bought her an iPod
And caught her stealin' my music so I tied her arms and legs to the bed
Set up the camera and pissed twice on her
Look, two pees and a tripod The moral to the story is, life's treatin' you like dry sod?
Kick it back in its face, my God
It's Shady and Nicki Minaj, you might find the sight quite odd
But don't ask why, b**h, ask why not The world, world is my punchin' bag and
If I'm garbage, you're a bunch of maggots
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Make that face, go on, scrunch it up at me
Show me the target so I can lunge and attack it Like a, raah, like a dungeon dragon
You fell off, off, they must've bumped your wagon
You musta went off the back, I'm 'bout to go off the deep end
Told you to stay in your lane, you just choked in traffic Is this the thanks that I get for puttin' you b**hes on?
Is it my fault that all of you b**hes gone?
Shoulda sent a thank you note, you little ho
Now I'ma wrap your coffin with a bow Nicki, she just mad 'cause you took the spot
Word, that b**h mad 'cause I took the spot?
Well b**h, if you ain't sh**tin', then get off the pot
Got some n***as out in Brooklyn that'll off your top I hear them mumblin', I hear the cacklin'
I got 'em scared, shook, panickin'
Overseas, church, Vatican
You at a stand still, mannequin You wanna sleep on me? Overnight?
I'm the motherf**in' boss, overwrite
And when I pull up, vroom, motorbike
Now all my n***as gettin' bucked, overbite I see them dusty a** Filas, Levi's
Raggedy a**, holes in your knee-highs
I call the play, now do you see why?
These b**hes callin' me Manning, Eli Manning, Eli
These b**hes callin' me Manning, Eli All you lil' faggots can s** it
No homo, but I'ma stick it to 'em like refrigerator magnets
And I'm crooked enough to make straitjackets bend
Yeah, look who's back again, b**h, keep actin' as if You have the same pa**ion that I have
Yeah, right, still hungry, my a**, you a** dicks had gastric bypa**
Ain't hot enough to set fire to dry gra**
And 'bout as violent as hair on eyelids, eyelash Go take a flyin' leap of faith off a f**in' balcony
'Fore I shove a falcon wing up your fly a**
You know what time it is, so why ask
When Shady and Nicki's worlds cla** it's high cla** meets white trash Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Roman, Roman, stop it, stop it
You've gone mad, mad, I tell you, mad
You and this boy Slim Shady
What's goin' on? They'll lock you away
They'll put you in a jail cell
I promise
Take your mother's warnin', Roman please Back to bed, run along
Let's go, come on
Wash your mouth out with soap, boys

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