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NICKI MINAJ – Roman Holiday lyrics

I dare a motherf*cker, be talking about me
These bitches must be smokin a couple of OC
Ha ba ba ba ba gum goatee
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You’ll be okay
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (Roman holiday)
A Roman holiday You don’t want a round three? Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You’ll be okay
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (Roman holiday)
A Roman holiday
You done, you tight? You done suffered twice
Worship the queen and you might could pass
Keep it real, these bitches couldn’t wipe my ass
Anyway, stylist, go get Bvlgari
I am the ultimate Svengali
These bitches can’t even spell that
You, you hoes buggin’
Repel that
Let me tell you this, sister
I am, I am colder than a blister
Cause my flow’s the sickest
And I’m a lunatic
And this can’t be cured with no Elixir
Cuz y’all know who da f*ck, what da f*ck, I do
I done put the pressure to every thug I knew
Quack quack to a duck and a chicken too
And put the hyena in a freakin zoo
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You’ll be okay
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (Roman holiday)
A Roman holiday
Bitch, twitch, bitch! I dare a motherf*cker, be talking about me
These bitches must be smokin’ a couple of OC
They want the outline, I give them a goatee
G* motherf*cker they talking about me? Motherf*ckers right, this is World War 6
This right here might make a bitch die
And this right here gon make a bitch cry
And if we’re being honest, I am such a great guy
And this what I do when a bitch breaks flock
I’mma put her in a dungeon under, under
All these bitches ain’t eating
They dieing of hunger
Motherf*cker I need, who the f*ck is this ho
And yes maybe just a touch of tourettes
Get my wigs terrence go and get my beret
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You’ll be okay
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (Roman holiday)
A Roman holiday
Come all ye faithful
Joyful and Triumphant
I am Roman Zolanski x3
Talking bout me, you talking about me? You suck at life?