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    Nicki Minaj – FTCU (SLEEZEMIX) Lyrics

    April 19, 2024
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    Nicki Minaj FTCU SLEEZEMIX Lyrics (feat. Travis Scott, Chris Brown & Sexyy Red)

    F**k this club up, f**k this, f**k this club up (Flocka)
    This the sleezemix
    F**k this club up, f**k this, f**k this club up (Flocka)
    This the sleezemix
    F**k this club up, f**k this, f**k this club up (Flocka)
    This the sleezemix
    ATL Jacob, he a f**king millionaire
    Heavy on it
    F**k this club up, f**k this, f**k this club up (Flocka)
    Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
    F**k this club up, f**k this, f**k this club up (Flocka)
    Yeah, yeah-yeah
    F**k this club up, f**k this, f**k this club up (Flocka)
    Yeah, yeah-yeah
    F**k this club up, f**k this, f**k this club up (Flocka)
    High heels on my tippies
    Dolce & Gabbana that’s on my titties
    Cop me Vetements when I ride the dicky
    I still got the juice, b****, buy a sippy
    I will never slippy like a Mickey
    Stay in your Tory Lane, b****, I’m not Iggy
    I know that these n*** tryna bang like Chiddy
    I am such a catch, n**, throw on your mitty, Mm
    Who wanna play with Nicki?
    Got the Power, I could tell my n*** spray like 50
    Distribute about a million dollars worth of brickies
    Told them to keep 50, my cut 950, b****y
    F**k the club up
    F**k the club up
    Back-to-back I came, back to f**k the club up
    Is that that b**** I made rich last night?
    I think it was her
    Ski mask on
    Oakleys on my eyes, I’m undercover
    I had to fly to Nice, she nice
    Back on that Monaco coast
    That b**** gon’ sound like a boat
    I’m paying a fee and a price
    That’s my lil’ freak, she bi
    She got a lil’ baby that wan stay the night
    I’m sinkin’ my teeth, she seekin’ advice
    I’m tryin’ to record, gotta stick my phone in rice
    Gotta lock in with that bi
    She don’ fell in love with me, jumped on that ti
    Headfirst
    She gon’ think I popped a pill ’cause I f**ked her ’til she burst
    Yeah, let me see you work
    Can you twerk, can you squirt?
    All this money on me soon as I hit the club, they get alert
    F**k the club up, f**k the, f**k the club up (Flocka)
    Can you twerk, can you squirt?
    Can you twerk, can you squirt?
    F**k the club up, f**k the, f**k the club up (Flocka)
    Can you twerk, can you squirt?
    See you work
    F**k the club up, f**k the, f**k the club up (Flocka)
    Can you twerk?
    Can you twerk, can you squirt?
    F**k the club up, f**k the, f**k the club up (Flocka)
    Can you twerk, can you squirt?
    Can you twerk, can you squirt?
    I just f**ked on OF and I hope I don’t get caught
    I just f**ked an influencer, turned her to a thot
    She just took a Tesla before she gave me top
    Her boyfriend is a heckler, he beggin’ her to stop
    Big booty b****, coochie is the juiciest
    She wear that jumbo Chanel like a crucifix
    She got on Van Cleefs and pearls like a bougee b****
    I told her go and pop that pussy ’cause I’m really rich
    I shoot my shot at a b****, and I know I won’t miss, but these n*** be blocking like goalies
    I threw my bro an assist and he threw it right back and you claiming that b**** like a trophy
    I’m out in Italy with an Italian b**** and she eat the dick up like Cannoli
    Then she showed up with her man at a fashion event and tried acting like she didn’t know me
    Yeah, a’ight b****
    F**k this club up, f**k this, f**k this club up (Flocka)
    F**k this club up, f**k this, f**k this club up (Flocka)
    F**k this club up, f**k this, f**k this club up (Flocka)
    F**k this club up, f**k this, f**k this club up (Flocka)
    Baow, baow-baow, baow (It’s Sexyy)
    Say he like my accent and he say he like my swag
    Call me Mrs. Take Your N**, I’ll take your n** fast
    Stiletto pumps on in the club, acting bad
    All the n*** choosing on me ’cause they know I got that ass
    S-E-X-the-Y
    I do splits on the D like exercise
    I’m just spitting facts, F-E-N-D-I
    Prints on or Versace or we on Off White
    I’m a rich hood b**** and I’m out poppin’ tags
    I be on some coolin’ shit, don’t make me reach up in my bag
    Higher than a motherf**ker, you would think I popped a Xan
    In the club, f**ked up, hoes muggin’, I’ll beat you ass
    Who think they can f**k with Sexyy?
    I be hangin’ with them shooters, so like why would you test me?
    Yeah, I’m a bad b****, but this shit can get messy
    I ain’t gotta lift a finger, I just look at my bestie,
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