Come On A Cone

Album: Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded (2012)
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  • bitches ain't serious, man these bitches delirious
    All these bitches inferiors, I just pimp my interiors
    I just pick up and go, might pick up a hoe
    Might give conversation, if you kick up the dough
    Never mind my money; never mind my stacks
    Every bitch wanna be me, you can find 'em in Saks
    "Pink Friday" two milli, "Super Bass" triple plat'
    When you see me on Ellen, just admit that I'm winning
    Do a show for Versace, they request me by name
    And if they don't get Nicki, it just won't be the same
    When I'm sitting with Anna, I'm really sitting with Anna
    Ain't a metaphor punchline, I'm really sitting with Anna!!
    Front row at Oscar de la Renta posture
    Ain't a bitch that could do it, not even my impostor
    Put these bitches on lockout, where the fuck is your roster?
    I pull up in that new new, marinara and pasta

    Shake my head yo I'm mad, ain't a bitch in my zone
    In the middle of nowhere, I just feel so alone
    Got the certification, cause it come with the stone
    But this ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
    It should come on a cone, It should come on a cone
    And my ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
    It should come on a cone, It should come on a cone
    'Cause my ice is so cold, It should come on a cone

    7-Up went and gave, my commercial to Cee-Lo
    But don't tell them I said it, let's keep it on the d-low
    If you need you a look, just put me on your song
    But you know it'll cost, about six figures long
    But you bitches ain't got it, where the fuck is your budgets?
    Flying spurs for hers, me I'm fucking above it
    And I just got the ghost, and I'm calling it (Casper)
    But this shit is so cold, it belong in Alaska
    Why the fuck am I styling? I competes with myself
    When you win against Nicki, you depleted your wealth
    And I'm not masturbating, but I'm feeling myself
    Paparazzi is waiting, cause them pictures'll sell
    Now don't you feel real stupid, yeah that's egg on your face
    If you wasn't so ugly, I'd put my dick in yo' face!
    Dick in your face, put my dick in your face, yeah!

    Shake my head yo I'm mad, ain't a bitch in my zone
    In the middle of nowhere, I just feel so alone
    Got the certification, cause it come with the stone
    But this ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
    It should come on a cone, It should come on a cone
    And my ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
    It should come on a cone, It should come on a cone
    'Cause my ice is so cold, It should come on a cone

    Ooh ooh, dick in your face
    Ooh ooh, dick in your face
    Ooh ooh, dick in your face
    Put my dick in your face
    Put my dick in your face, yeah yeah
    Yeah yeah
    Yeah yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
    Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
    Yeah (yeah) Writer/s: Chauncey A. Hollis, Onika Tanya Maraj
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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