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متن موزیک Arctic Tundra Nicki Minaj Ft Juice WRLD

Bad bitches run the world, let me make it clear
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When I leave Juice WRLD, I'm back to pink hair
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Haha, Max Lord, preach it, haha
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(Gezin)
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I fuck the blunt up, hahaha, yeah
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I'm on marijuana (Marijuana)
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My lean plug say he'll be here in a second (Pull up)
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I'm getting high, I'm feelin' restless (I'm sad)
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Feel like I'm finna die (R.I.P.)
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I fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh-huh)
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My VVS cold like a arctic tundra
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A .40 on me, woah, you don't want no problems
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And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
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This song for the girl with the blonde hair
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Suck me up good, give me Becky, like yeah
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She ride it, like yeah, in a Versace chair
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Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah
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This Young Money ENT, fuck that negative Nancy
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I'm still balling, I'm still balling, NBA on TNT
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Came through drippin', D&G, always duckin' TMZ
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Flow still need that EMT, tell her get at me and see
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I'm the type of talk, but bitches is a kindly shocker
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I get it before they cop it, always been that type of shopper
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And I never tell a lie, I just put one in the sky
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I just popped me a transformer, gettin' money 'til we die
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'Til we die, we gon' be fly, made a milli' in Shanghai
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I don't need job applications for that pressure I apply
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That is why they gotta lie, that is just how they get by
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But my flow still gon' be wavy and your flow still gon' be dry
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I done fucked the world up in ten short years
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Had teachers like Weezy F. and been all ears
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Blue studs that's VVS, then get more peers
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They been prayin' on my downfall, still need more prayers, I'ma
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See Nicki Minaj Live
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Get tickets as low as $403
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Fuck the bag up and fuck your daddy
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I'ma stay up like I've popped three Addys
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Girl with the blonde hair, they call me Barbie
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Let's get faded and have a party, yeah
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If you got that bum, put your hands in the air
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Bad bitches run the world, let me make it clear
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When I leave Juice WRLD, I'm back to pink hair
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Catch me somewhere fuckin' a blunt up and fuckin' on your momma
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Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh-huh)
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My VVS cold like a arctic tundra
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A .40 on me, woah, you don't want no problems
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And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
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This song for the girl with the blonde hair
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Suck me up good, give me Becky, like yeah
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She ride it, like yeah, in a Versace chair
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Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah
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I'm high as hell
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Mind everywhere
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Still mind over matter
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Pockets gettin' fatter, elevate like a ladder
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Thirty in that .40 make you percolate like a dancer
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I'm colder than the North Pole, Blitzen and Prancer
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She say she from the strip pole, she a dirty dancer
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Her ex-nigga too low, she don't got no standards
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He ain't right, you don't live a better life
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Ran it up like Jerry Rice, I don't gotta say it twice
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This is real life, your nigga is Fisher-Price
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Now you read minds, you was thinkin' 'bout how I'm that nigga, right?
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I fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh-huh)
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My VVS cold like a arctic tundra
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A .40 on me, woah, you don't want no problems
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And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
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This song for the girl with the blonde hair
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Suck me up good, give me Becky, like yeah
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She ride it, like yeah, in a Versace chair
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Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah
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Yeah, said he want the pretty girl with the blonde hair
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Fatty on the Max like some Nike Air
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Fuck his last girl 'cause I am her nightmare
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Lookin' this good shouldn't even be fair
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Said he want the pretty girl with the blonde hair
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Fatty on the Max like some Nike Air
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Fuck his last girl 'cause I am her nightmare
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Lookin' this good shouldn't even be—
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Fuck the girls that just hate on baddies
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Shout the bad bitches that act all bratty
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Nothin' but all this designer on me
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