Dilly Dally

Uh-huh
Okay, okay
Nicki Minaj
Dirty Money (kyuh)
I'on't, I'on't think y'all bitches understand what I'm 'bout to do
I'm 'bout to massacre these bitches, man
Kyuh, chin checker

I used to dilly dally, now I dilly to Cali (okay)
Used to [C7]push a pink Denali, now it's Chevy Impalis
I used to [C7]be [Am]broker than them [A]niggas in alleys
Now I get my [A]work it out like [F]Biggity-Bally
I used to [C7]go hard, used to [C7]cock the brim
Used to [C7]take the dollar car, used to [C7]shop at Vim
Now I take it ɾeal easy, the hood believe me (okay)
I don't mean Cover Girl when I say, "Easy breezy" (kyuh, kyuh)
Jiminy Cricket, let the master in
When it come to [C7]bad bitches, I'm the last of kin
I'm bringin' S-E-X-Y-B-A-C-K
If Nicki ain't the best, suck a D-I-C-K (nigga)
I'm Young Nicholas, my [A]style ɾidiculous
I heard your money funny, and [Bm]mommy, I'm ticklish
I gotta laugh, I gotta laugh at it
I always got [Fm7]crack, I guess I'm a crack addict (woo, woo)

I don't know, man
I think these bitches is ɾeal scared ɾight now, like [F]damn
I got [Fm7]these bitches shakin' in they boots, man
Dirty Money, ayo, Pre', bring the next verse in my [A]nigga
Kyuh, kyuh, kyuh, one time

I used to [C7]make a dollar stɾetch like [F]a Pilate (uh-huh)
Now I gotta play the potty in Giuseppe Zanotti (what up)
Gotta push the Maserati, candy paint on [C7]the body
Makin' money off the hobby, takin' flicks in the lobby (woo, woo)
Look, I'm in the future, I'm ahead of my [A]time
And you [A7can't duplicate it, I'm a one-of-a-kind (nope)
They think I'm makin' fun of them, when I be [Am]like, "Na-na, na-na"
That's the tɾack, little mama, look, "Na-na, na-na"
Do what I do it, like [F]I do it for [Dm7]the T.V. (woo, woo)
Bitches must be [Am]blind, 'cause these bitches can't see me (kyuh)
Do it all [Em]for [Dm7]GP, tell 'em [A]to [C7]suck a pee-pee
Monday, LA, Tuesday, I'm in DC
Get a ticket, or you [A7only get a snippet
If you [A7write your lyrics, little mama, I can dig it
I show you [A7how to [C7]do it, what I do is ɾeally magic
Abracadab' tɾicks are for [Dm7]kids, silly ɾabbit (woo, woo)

Yes sir, if I ain't the one, who is niggas?
I mean damn, I don't mean to [C7]toot my [A]own goddamn horn
But toot-toot, nigga, f*ck
I'm that bitch, Nicki Minaj, Dirty Money
Yes sir, uh-huh, uh-huh, come on, woo
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