Nicki Minaj - Get Silly lyrics

Holiday Season, ay holiday Season
Trapaholics uh huh, yeah, yeah, listen, ok

Now now now, 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
Pussy make him tattoo my
Name upon his ligament (Kyuh)
Fuck wrong with them
My nerves they keep tweakin’
(Holiday Season, nigga)
Tell them I'm the chief
I'm runnin' with Mohikans
Tell them this is church
And tell them I am the deacon
Tеll them that I'm Black, Chinese
And Buttеr Pecan pull up in the Range
I'm givin' them more reasons
(Them more reasons)
Hit up Lil Wayne, while I'm in the 4 Seasons
(The 4 Seasons)
Tell Gudda, Mack, and Kidd Kidd I'm here
I'm colder than a cough
I'm wetter than swimwear
Got all these little 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, chairs) c'yeah

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