B***h, shut the f**k up before I put all them phone calls out you made to my house.
Better shut your lying mouth if you don't want Nick finding out. You probably think since it's been so long if I had something on you I woulda did it by now.
On the contrary, Mary Poppins, I'm mixing our studio session down and sending it to mastering to make it loud. Enough dirt on you to murder you. Mariah, it ever occur to you that I still have pictures?
Call my bluff and I'll release every f***ing thing I got including the voicemails right before you flipped your top.
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