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Return Of The Barbie Snatchers The Mixtape
01. Intro
02. Itty Bitty Piggy
03. I Get Crazy
04. Jumpoff
05. Firm Biz
06. Hold Yuh
07. Rare Freestyle
08. Cypher Freestyle
09. The Deal Freestyle
10. Lil' Wayne skit
11. Your Love
12. Money In Da Bank Bitch
13. Can't Stop Won't Stop
14. Step Ya Pussy Up
15. My Chick Bad
16. Roger That
17. Five Star Chick
18. Up Out My Face
19. Lil' Freak
20. Get Ya Money Up
21. Warning
22. Classic Freestyle
23. Feel Free
24. Go Hard
25. Saxon
26. Massive Attack
27. Dang A Lang
28. I Get Money
29. Nicki Sex Msg
It's not chipped, we're not cracked
Oh, we're shattered
Mariah... Hey-ey
Young Money! Hey-ey
Nicki Minaj! Hey-ey
You're such a Barbie! (Oh na, na, na, na)

Yo, Mariah, I was in a million-dollar meetin' he was cheatin'
All up in the church he was sneakin' with the deacon
Cat's away while the mice will play
L-O-L, smiley-face, have a nice day

'Cause pop, pop, pop, there goes my rubber band
So stop, stop, stop censoring that contraband
'Cause you was penny-pinchin', my accounts laced
Attention, about-face

I thought we had something special and we had something good
But I should have had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walkin' by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you're on a sofa and I'm on the TV

Might see me on a poster, see me at a show
But you won't see me for free, boy, this ain't no promo

Actin' all shamed now
Wherever you been layin' you can stay now
Gotta board the BBG and pull the shades down, I'm on the plane now
And don't keep callin' from your momma house

When I break, I break, boy
Up out my face, boy (up out my face)
Up out my face, boy (up out my face)
Up out my face (up out my face), I break
Up out my face, boy (up out my face)
Up out my face, boy (up out my face)
Up out my face (up out my face), I break

You ain't ever gonna feel this thing again
You gonna get a lot of calls 'cause I cc'd all your friends
I ain't walkin' around all mopey and sad
That ain't even my bag, baby, I break

Mariah...

So look who's cryin' now, boo-hoo-hoo
Talkin' about you're missin' your boo, hoo-hoo
I know you ain't getting it, I know you ain't hittin' it
No, you ain't a rapper so you need to stop spittin' it

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, you'll wonder who I'm messin' with
While you ain't next to me
I'm going by-by-bye, so pay the consequences
'Cause you acting all ignorant

So you ashamed now
Wherever you been layin' you can stay now
Gotta board the BBG and pull the shades down, I'm on the plane now
And don't keep callin' from your momma house, when I break, I break

Stylin' on them big B's with the Benz out
Elevator, press P for the penthouse
Top dogs, yeah, we break like tacos
Roscoe's on his knees with a snot-nose

They be like, "She next", Kawasaki, T-Rex
Give him some Kleenex, match his little V-necks
Oh, that's what he left? Let his momma pick it up
Might back-up on it, vroom-vroom, with a pick-up truck

That blue and yellow, yeah, that's the Carmello Jag
I bob and weave and hit them with the Mayweather jab
I get the thumbs up like I'm hailin' a yellow cab
My flow nuts like I'm hotter than a yellow tag (Mariah...)

'Cause when I break, I break, I break
And no super glue can fix this shi...
When I break, I break, I break
Not even a welder and a builder can rebuild this shi...

When I break, I break, I break
Not even a nail technician with a whole lot of gel and acrylic can fix this
When I break, I break
If we were two Lego blocks even the Harvard University
Graduating class of 2010 couldn't put us back together again

When I break, boy
When I break, I break, boy
Up out my face, boy (up out my face)
Up out my face, boy (up out my face)
Up out my face (up out my face), I break
Up out my face, boy (up out my face)
Up out my face, boy (up out my face)
Up out my face (up out my face), I break

You ain't ever gonna feel this thing again
(I told you, I put, I put your stuff on the sidewalk)
You gonna get a lot of calls 'cause I cc'd all your friends
(I will go over every nook and cranny with a pick-up truck)
I ain't walkin' around all mopey and sad
(Like straight up and down, this is Nicki Minaj, if they ask about me, Young Money)
They're collecting my bags, baby, I break boy

Up out my face boy, up out my face boy
Up out my face, I break
Up out my face boy, up out my face boy
Up out my face, I break