Nicki Minaj, Lil Baby – Do We Have A Problem? Mp3 Download & Lyrics

Nicki Minaj Lil Baby – Do we have a problem? Mp3 Download & Lyrics. Born on 8th December 1982 in Saint James, Port of Spain, Trinidad and Tobago.

Onika Tanya Maraj-Petty, known professionally as Nicki Minaj, is a Trinidadian-born rapper and singer based in the United States.

Often referred to as the “Queen of Rap”, she is known for her musical versatility, animated rap flow, alter egos, and influence in popular music. 

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Nicki Minaj Lil Baby – Do we have a problem? lyrics

I just told P this really nigga’s worst nightmare, man

They don’t wanna see Lil’ Baby with the Barbie

Tell ’em my Nina my bitch she a rider

I got a shooter right now got a driver

They want that heat I’m the only provider

Little bad foreign bitch word to Fivo

Niggas know the vibes that’s worth a five, yo

Beef we ’bout to resolve, yo

Pull up on a opp, do we have a problem?

Hold up shorty, hold up bitch, please don’t touch me

Look at my fit, look at my ankle, look at my wrist

This one a pack, this one a brick

That one a opp, that one a lick

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This one for Pop, this one for Juice

I am the one, bitch you a deuce

Niggas give it up in my city

Really shed blood in my city (Get love in my city)

Niggas will son your whole set like it’s around six

Clips, whole team get flyer than round trips, bitch

She still spying on my flicks, he admiring my drip

Check what I do, the check will clear too

Pull up like a drive through, so check your rear view

I don’t care how long it take to get a opp back

All my niggas outside, steak bitch we outback

I don’t care how long it take to get a opp back

All my niggas outside, steak bitch we outback

Tell ’em my Nina my bitch she a rider

I got a shooter right now got a driver

They want that heat I’m the only provider

Little bad foreign bitch word to Fivo

Niggas know the vibes that’s worth a five, yo

Beef we ’bout to resolve, yo

Pull up on a opp, do we have a problem?

Ay yo, Baby, let’s go

2022, I’m coming through in that new shit

How we opps you see me and you don’t do shit

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I done really trapped in the Carter, I got the blueprint

Gotta read department, we shopping I like the loose fit

What’s the point of having this muscle if you don’t use it?

I play the game to win, I’m not losing

Opps know my address, I’m not moving

Brodie know to take it to trial, they gotta prove it

She gets what she wants when we screwing

I’m on point I know what I’m doing

Way too smart to act like I’m stupid

I get my advice from Mike Rubin

I’m not by myself, my whole crew lit

Next year Chanel, I put her in that new print

It is what it is I can’t make no excuses, I hit the whole group

Do that make me a groupie?

Balenciaga coat this is not Gucci

We went city to city in bullet proofs

You can’t run with my gang, they’ll bully you

Been had switches I know what them fullys do

I’m a vibe let me know what you wanna do

Ain’t no fun by yourself, bring a friend or two

We be Minaj-ing that boost up his ego

She a lil’ demon off that Casamigos

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Yeah, Baby

Tell ’em my Nina my bitch she a rider

I got a shooter right now got a driver

They want that heat I’m the only provider

Little bad foreign bitch word to Fivo

Niggas know the vibes that’s worth a five, yo

Beef we ’bout to resolve, yo

Pull up on a opp, do we have a problem?

There’s no auto tune on me is there? (Nope)

Don’t mean the rapper when I say bitches ride the wave

Flooding my watch but ain’t giving a clown the time of day

Ain’t talking Christmas, wouldn’t holla in my holla days

I fuck with niggas that be shooting at they opps for days

Trust me

They gon’ let me know

They gon’ rep me when they catch you lacking

That forty-five special flow

They gon’ wet you, yo

Yes, I’m always good for the bag

Niggas gon’ hop out on that ass ski mask

Heavy on the ski mask too

And the ski mask ain’t for the pan-demi

It go with the semi, paid a pretty damn penny.

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