Who's Ya Best MC?

[Verse] You know they say Nicki spit crazy Get it poppin' like M-80's or twin tre-eighties Young Money First Lady, ya know, baby girl of the group I'm also known as baby girl in the coupe Never get me confused with baby girl in the hoop 'Cause Nicki stay fly like that Cash Money dude I'm stuntin' on these hoes like Marilyn Monroe I got a S-curl flow, I spit slick, ya know? And I don't just spit raps, and chit-chat Nicki could get it in, Nicki could spit gats Ya girl got hustle, Nicki could pitch crack But Nicki rather chill and stack a mil' While these hoes stay in hoods like rats for real My voice stay on the track like a Mac for real Riding the baseline like 'Quille O'Neal Gassed ya baby father for the keys to the Escalade Not a baby momma but I'm drama like Kay Slate What can I say? That's how ya girl do Ya girl stay fresh down to the cuticles My people smoke dutches, we don't fluck with bamboo I'm a winner mami, ya career's a gamble Old ass broad, off track, like bad weaves Nicki stay on her toes, on point, like ballerines Let me remind you, I'm gettin' a tan, too Ya caramel dream, ya girl from Queens They say I'm too pretty to be spittin' sixteen I should be on the screen, posin' for Maybelline Or be a Baby Phat girl, kitten on my jean Hood star broad, Black Barbie Doll Pardon me if the cockiness botherin' y'all I'm just bein' Nicki Minaj, ya know? Girl from around way, without the L Cool J Ma' you spit Kool-Aid, I spit acid out Doin' this since you was Reebok, Classic Doubt Now this ho wanna get at Nic', why? 'Cause I bagged her baby daddy, she ain't seen him since Nic' so gutter, lil' white tee and some Air Max on Some Dolce Gabban', pretty panties on Like, wait 'til the summer, catch me up in the hummer On my way to five-five front, run with the Rucker And every baller wanna, never give out my number Only the email, cherry-thong-dot-com, holler Name a girl as real as her Nope, not them, who's your best MCs? Nic', Fox, and Kim, can't forget Rem' Nic' up in the Porsche Box or the Benz