NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Five-O

[Chorus:] Where my str8 jacket at... I'm a psycho Where dat white blo, y dey copy my flow If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o We don't t-t-talk, talk 2 five-o Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go we don't talk to five-o [Jae Millz:] Mister officer, mister officer I'm sry I don't wanna take a waaalk with ya Matta fact, I ain't trynna talk 2 ya We ain't got no business, so wat we taaalkn fa It ain't no need to bring me in 4 no interigation Cause about dat boi who jus got shot, I gots no information Dese broke ass snitch niggas styll grame shavn ? @ da pricent writin statements on which your house is da station {DAMN} Not I, tattle tellin is for homos Besides, dats da #1 young money no no Police, we don't chat with dem We ain't got no wrap for dem U in da cop car point niggas out from da back of dem {DERE HE GO} Bac seat informer, your papi shoulda warned ya U even tell PoPo I'm black, & yous a fucn goner Yea u get high, but I get higher Manyana, I jjus mite go 2 da half way house and ask your supervisor [Chorus:] Where my str8 jacket at... I'm a psycho Where dat white blo, y dey copy my flow If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o We don't t-t-talk, talk 2 five-o Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go we don't talk to five-o [Nicki Minaj:] Yo... 4, 3, 2 Cocka doodle do I was out in afric, shaka zulu crew Ho ho ho, red stockings to Coming down the chimney, your chopped & screwed It's me bitches, eff u snitches, gimmie da whibbie jibbies So excuse my twitches {EXCUSE ME} Lemme get dat brewskie, nggas kno dem bitches can't do it like a dooskie I jus pull up, chuck da deuce in sum blue denim, & I jus heard he runni with da lutenant I'm da mistress, I be in da district of columbia Yes uh huh, washington Betta ask around, cause I'm wats poppinton I'm who dey think about, playin with dey pee pee Gotta count sheep b, cause I'm never sleepy Guess I'm da chief, u can find me in my TP... BITCHES! [Chorus:] Where my str8 jacket at... I'm a psycho Where dat white blo, y dey copy my flow If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o We don't t-t-talk, talk 2 five-o Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go we don't talk to five-o [Gudda Gudda:] Young money cycle, st8 jacket on me Break a nigga jaw if he turn 2 informant I bring ya 2 ya door step, loose slips, sank ships nigga So I'm a bring u 2 da bottom of da ocean (uh chuuch) I hear u preachin like a fucn reverand Should killd u in da first place... no second guessin Coulda killed em with da first and da second weapon DJ Unk em with da hand, I 2 step and deck em Den I grab da choppa, blue flame houston reck em Kick a snitch head thru a goal like David Beckam Make way, respect em I could AK attack em U lookn at a gangster in his essence Now bitch bow down wen a gangster in your presence Cause I'm God's gift like a present For 1 don't try me I could give u 2 lessons u pessants get murdered if u do test em Gudda Gudda gotchu [Chorus:] Where my str8 jacket at... I'm a psycho Where dat white blo, y dey copy my flow If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o We don't t-t-talk, talk 2 five-o Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go we don't talk to five-o NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Five-O