Nicki Minaj - Come On A Cone Lyrics

 

I’m really sitting with Anna
Aint a metaphor, punchline I’m really sittin with Anna
Front row at Oscar De La Renta posture
Aint a bitch that could do it, not even my imposter
Put these bitches on lockout, where the fuck is your roster
I pull up in that new new marinara and pasta
Shake my head, yo I’m mad, aint a bitch in my zone
In the middle of nowhere, I just feel so alone
Got the certification, cause it come with the stone
But this ice is so cold, that shit come on a cone

That shit come on a cone, that shit come on a cone
And my ice is so cold, that shit come on a cone
That shit come on a cone, that shit come on a cone
Cause my ice is so cold, that shit come on a cone

7up went and gave my commercial to Cee-Lo
But don’t tell ‘em I said it, lets keep it on the d-low
If you need you a look, just put me on your song
But you know it’ll cost about 6 figures long
But you bitches aint got it, where the fuck is your budgets