Holiday Season, Aye!

(Holiday Season ... Trapaholics)
Na Nanana

Na I'ma dime, You a nickelette
Light-skinned pigment
Write my own shit y'all copyrighting infringement
I eat these rap bitches somebody give me a dentiment
Pussy make 'em tattoo my name upon his ligaments

Fuck wrong with them my nerves they keep tweaking
Tell 'em I'm the chief I'm runnin' with Mohicans
Tell 'em this is church and tell 'em I am the deacon
Tell 'em that I'm black, Chinese, and butter pecan

Pull up in the Range I'm givin' 'em more reasons (more reasons)
Hit up Lil Wayne boo I'm in the Four Seasons (Four Seasons)
Tell Gudda, Mack, and Kid Kid I'm here
I'm colder than a cough, I'm wetter than swimwear

Got all these lil bitches g-gettin the pink hair
I'm pretty and I'm fly I'm up in a pink Lear
I needed an assistant, I got me a pink queer
Decorated his office with flowers and pink chairs
Cheers, cheers!

Nicki Minaj, Nicki Lewinsky the Mistress
Where the fuck is the President?! Haha, Young Money!

Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

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