Lyrics Red Ruby Da Sleeze – Nicki Minaj
Only on them C’s if it’s breeze
Red Ruby Da Sleeze, Chinese on my sleeve
These wannabe Chun-Li’s, anyway, Nǐ Hao
Who the f**k told b**ches they was me now
I knew these b**ches was slow
I ain’t know these b**ches senile
Married a shooter case you n**gas tried to breathe loud
Boom your face off, then I tell him, Cease fire
I’m the A, B side
Seven hundred on them horses, when we fixin’ to leave
But I don’t f**k with horses since Christopher Reeves
Gotta be careful when I do it, it’s flips all in the whips
It’s forties with thirty clips, FN’s with the switch
Guacamole with taco, waitin’ on El Chapo
Came in the Rolls and left low in a Tahoe
Bad gyal don’t die-die-die
Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta
Real one lick a shot-ta-ta
She my lil’ vibe, my lil’ ah-ah-ah
Bad gyal neva run from nobody like ah
Rude bwoy want mi touchin’ inna mi body like
Bwoy affi dead if yuh eva diss me
You know what to do if yuh eva miss me
Miss me with that na-na-na-na-na-na-na
I stay with my na-na-na-na-na-na-na
His ex hit him, he like Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
He want the bad gyal sleeze like that
Well, I’m a tease like that
Ill na-na-na-na-na-na-na
We don’t be Karen like Donna, na-na-na-na-na
I love it when he grab my cheeks like that
Why I’m a freak like that
Bad gyal don’t die-die-die
Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta
Real one lick a shot-ta-ta
She my lil’ vibe, my lil’ ah-ah-ah
Bad gyal neva run from nobody like ah
Rude bwoy want mi touchin’ inna mi body like
Bwoy affi dead if yuh eva diss me
You know what to do if yuh eva miss me
When the Queen leave, b**ches wanna come out like a cockroach
Until I’m cookin’ in the kitchen like a pot roast
That new Spectre, we don’t fill pot holes
Dorito b**ches, mad that they nachos
Shout out my vatos
Shout out da hoes that’s watchin’ me like Movados
All them, all them botched face photos
Why would you post those
Make a gyal duppy since I heard you like my ghost hoes
Big truck but, I’m alone like Post though
Call Malone and tell him I’m goin’ postal
These b**ches rappin’ like my blooper roll
Desert eagle if your n**ga actin’ super bold
Got ’em like Uh-oh
Gun fingers like n**gas doin’ the bogle, ya’ f**kin’ bozo
That forty Cal a make ’em dance like a go-go
Super Fakks, that’s word to Super Cat
We ah rude gyal youth and we nuh tek back we chat!
‘Cause b**ches couldn’t walk in my Crcos, that’s word to Dundee
Just a bunch of airheads like Kelly Bundy
Man these b**ches so slow man they slower than sloths
Six-hundred horse, how you gone catch the boss
Caught ’em with they hand out, tryna catch the sauce
Thierry Mugler flow tryna cut the cloth
See the difference is I run businesses
If I ain’t employ you, then what yo business is
I’ll have staff roll up like what the business is
Oh you don know that my n**gas kill witnesses
Bad gyal don’t die-die-die
Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta
Real one lick a shot-ta-ta
She my lil’ vibe, my lil’ ah-ah-ah
Bad gyal neva run from nobody like ah
Rude bwoy want mi touchin’ inna mi body like
Bwoy affi dead if yuh eva diss me
You know what to do if yuh eva miss me
If you want me to stay
I’ll never leave
If you want me to stay
We’ll always be
If you want me to stay
I’ll never leave
If you want me to stay
Love endlessly
If you want me to stay…
