Did It On 'Em

Album: Pink Friday (2010)
Charted: 49
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  • Shitted on 'em
    Man, I just shitted on 'em
    Shitted on 'em
    Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
    Shitted on 'em
    Man, I just shitted on 'em
    Shitted on 'em
    Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em

    All these bitches is my sons
    And I'ma go and get some bibs for 'em
    A couple formulas, little pretty lids on 'em
    If I had a dick, I would pull it out and piss on 'em
    Let me shake it off
    I just signed a couple deals, I might break you off
    And we ain't making up, I don't need a mediator
    Just let them bums blow steam, radiator

    (That was an earthquake, bitch)
    Shitted on 'em
    (You felt the ground shake, right?)
    Man, I just shitted on 'em
    (You bitches ain't fucking with her)
    Shitted on 'em (you must've, ah)
    Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
    (You must've lost your fucking mind)
    Shitted on 'em
    (You must've bumped your fucking head)
    Man, I just shitted on 'em
    (You crazy, stupid, ugly, monkey-looking bitches, ah)
    Shitted on 'em
    Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em (uh, yo)

    This stone is flawless, F1
    I keep shooters up top in the F1
    A lot of bad bitches beggin' me to eff one
    But I'ma eat them rap bitches when the chef come
    Those some fresh one's
    More talent in my motherfuckin' left thumb
    She ain't a Nicki fan then the bitch deaf, dumb
    You ain't my son you my motherfuckin' step-son

    (I don't know what layaway look like)
    Shitted on 'em
    (Bitch, I can't even spell welfare)
    Man, I just shitted on 'em
    (You got me mistaken with your mother, ho)
    Shitted on 'em
    Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
    (You bitches at the bottom of the totem pole)
    (We at the top bitch, she flopped)
    Shitted on 'em
    (Louis Vuitton every day, bitch)
    Man, I just shitted on 'em
    (Gucci, we don't fuck with it, it's too cheap, motherfucker)
    Shitted on 'em
    Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em (you bitches, ah, man)

    All these bitches is my sons
    And I ain't talking 'bout Phoenix
    Bitch, I get money so I do's what I pleases
    I live where the motherfuckin' pools and the trees is
    Broke bitches so crusty (disgust me)
    Gave the bitch a ride, got the Continental dusty
    Trust me, I keep a couple hundred in the duff' b
    Couple wet wipes case a bum try to touch me, ew
    I'm the terminator, bitch talk slick I'ma have to terminate her
    These little nappy-headed hoes need a perminator
    You my seed I spray you with the germinator
    Move back bugs, matter fact you know the queen could use a back rub (ah)
    If you could turn back time, Cher
    You used the be here but now you gone, Nair

    (You nappy-headed son of a bitches)
    Shitted on 'em
    (I'ma start throwing Just For Me perm at your head)
    Man, I just shitted on 'em
    (I'ma get the kid version)
    Shitted on 'em
    Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em ('cause y'all a bunch of kids)
    (Bunch of lil' nappy-headed hoes runnin' around, yeah)
    Shitted on 'em
    (Just For Me, you know it)
    Man, I just shitted on 'em
    (Yeah, ho, you know it, Just For Me)
    Shitted on 'em
    Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em Writer/s: Justin Ellington, Lloyd Samuels Safaree, Onika Tanya Maraj, Shondrae Crawford
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
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