Roman's Revenge (feat. Lil Wayne)

I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin So far ahead, these bums is laggin' See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin' I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin' So f- I look like gettin' back to a has-been? Yeah, I said it, has-been Hang it up, flat screen Plasma "Hey Nicki, hey Nicki," asthma I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine I got bars, sentencin' I'm a bad b-, I'm a c- And I'll kick that h- punt Forced trauma, blunt You play the back, b-, I'm in the front You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it Nicki Minaj is who you ain't f- with You lil' brag-a-lot, I beat you with a pad-a-lock I am a movie, camera block You outta work, I know it's tough But enough is enough Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon I eat your face off You n- sweet as pie like this is a bake off I love Nicki's curves, swing at the baseball Errrrrrr! I beat your brakes off Hi, I'm Tune', salt in the wound I'm up in this b-, pardon the goons Throw dirt on the floor and get caught in the broom I like a big wet p- with a fork and a spoon I got money and the power, a woman in the shower And she don't want nothin' but my Johnson, Howard Sour D's and a swisher sweet, sweet and sour You scared? Go to church, say your prayers, read a Bible Huh, I don't know what y'all on Please, I go in like "Goin" Dr-drink in my hand with the world in the other The U- go brrrrrrr, stutter Ha, life is a puzzle, jigsaw All I do is win, my name should be Victor Old a- rappers, I'm still the sh-, old-ass Pampers Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Foie gras, I hear you ducks is quackin' I'm just pluckin' my ashes, I'ma puff it and pass it I'm a f- assassin, you should jump in a casket Is this the thanks that I get for puttin' you b- on? Is it my fault that all of you b- gone? Shoulda sent a thank-you note, you little h- Now I'ma wrap your coffin with a bow "Nicki, she's just mad 'cause you took the spot" Word, that b- mad 'cause I took the spot? Well, b-, if you ain't sh-, then get off the pot Got some n- out in Brooklyn that'll off your top I-I-I-I hear them mumblin', I hear the cacklin' I got 'em scared, shook, panickin' Overseas, church, Vatican You at a standstill, mannequin You wanna sleep on me? Overnight? I'm the motherf- boss, overwrite And when I pull up, vroom, motorbike Now all my n- gettin' buck, overbite I see them dusty-a- Filas, Levi's Raggedy Ann, holes in your knee-highs I call the play, now do you see why? These b- callin' me Manning Eli (Manning Eli), Manning Eli These bitches callin' me Manning Eli!! Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Roman, Roman, stop it, stop it You've gone mad, mad, I tell you, mad You and this boy Lil Weezy What's going on? They'll lock you away They'll put you in a jail cell, I promise Take your mother's warning, Roman, please Back to bed, run along, let's go, come on Wash your mouth out with soap, boys