Nicki Minaj – Four Door Aventador

Download clean vinyl LP CD free mp3 audio song by Nicki Minaj and this music is titled “Four Door Aventador”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of an album which is titled “The Pinkprint” And it was released in the year 2014.

 

 

 

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Lyrics

[Intro: Asabe Ighile]

Plenty more for you, boy

We in the funky four-door, no floor

 

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]

Hit me on the celly, watching Belly

God’s son, I can see they study Makaveli

Peanut butter Benz, got ’em jelly at the deli

If you feelin’ like a ninja, I got a machete

Hell yeah, them girls bad, but I’m fuckin’ heavy

I’ma fuck around and have ’em lookin’ like spaghetti

I say some shit, he be like, “Yo, you so legendary”

But he can tell just by my face, he ain’t gettin’ any, kyuh

 

[Chorus: Asabe Ighile]

Plenty more for you, boy

We in the funky four-door, no floor

He was serving that raw, oh, boy

She was making that noise, oh, boy

Plenty more for you, boy

We in the funky four-door, no floor

He was serving that raw, oh, boy

She was making that noise, oh, boy

 

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]

Meet me at the Rucker, take the Bruckner

It’s just me and Young Yucka, takin’ suckers

For they money and they whips, puttin’ kitten on lips

Dividin’ them dividends, get the money and dip

Keys to the nigga’s safe, put it under my tits

He got ki’s of that raw, it could fit in the six

Got a UPS connect, so we good on them trips

Automatic bottle service so we good in them VIPs, nigga

 

[Chorus: Asabe Ighile]

Plenty more for you, boy

We in the funky four-door, no floor

He was serving that raw, oh, boy

She was making that noise, oh, boy

Plenty more for you, boy

We in the funky four-door, no floor

He was serving that raw, oh, boy

She was making that noise, oh, boy

 

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]

These civilians

What up, nigga? Excuse my millions

I-I-I’m in the V like a widow’s peak

It’s just me and my Rolls Royce pillow seats

Why they starin’ at me? I brung McLaren with me

Yo, matter of fact, I think I’ma bring Donna Karan with me

And you my son, I’on’t know, it’s just the parent in me

I am the best, I am the queen, it’s so apparent in me

I’m in Hollywood with Shia Labeouf

Most of you rappers ain’t eatin’, that diet is rough

You want some hot shit? Send that wire to us

I’ll make ’em change they name to Diddy, retire the puff

I’m gettin’ actin’ money

You niggas is Kevin Hart, y’all be actin’ funny

I’ma a keep a linebacker, tell ’em tackle for me

Yo, you seen my last pic, go double-tap that for me

Cock back

Red octagon, stop that

 

[Chorus: Asabe Ighile]

Plenty more for you, boy

We in the funky four-door, no floor

He was serving that raw, oh, boy

She was making that noise, oh, boy

Plenty more for you, boy

We in the funky four-door, no floor

He was serving that raw, oh, boy

She was making that noise, oh, boy

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