Silly

Holiday Season, ayy Holiday Season (Trap-a-holics) uh-huh, yeah, yeah Listen, okay na-na-na (yeah, yeah, yeah) Now, I'm a dime, you a nickel-ette, light skinned-ed pigment Write my own shit, y'all copyrighting infringement I eat these rap bitches, somebody get me a dinner mint p***y make him tattoo my name up on his ligament (kyuh, kyuh) Fuck wrong with them? My nerves they keep tweakin' (Holiday Season, nigga) Tell 'em I'm the chief, I'm runnin' with Mohicans Tell 'em this is church and tell 'em I am the decan Tell 'em that I'm Black, Chinese, and butter pecan Pull up in the Range, I'm givin' them more reasons (more-more reasons) Hit up Lil Wayne, while I'm in the Four Seasons (the Four Seasons) Tell Gudda, Mack, and Kidd Kidd I'm here I'm colder than a cough, I'm wetter than swim gear Got all this lil' bitches g-gettin' p-pink hair I'm pretty and I'm fly, I'm up in the pink Lear (uh) I needed an assistant, I got me a pink queer (uh-huh) Decorated his office with flowers and pink chairs (chairs, chairs) Listen, Nicki Minaj, Nicki Lewinksy, the mistress Where the fuck is the president? Young Money --- Silly - Nicki Minaj