text: Yo, SB, haha 
  I think its my time, you know why? 
  My tears have dried, and I know that no weapon formed against me will prosper 
  And I truly believe that my haters are my motivators
  Young Money
  If you could, you would get rid of me
  Fuck you gon do when a bitch try to go hard?
  But I wont let you get to me 
  You should already figure Ima go hard
  If you was as real as me
  You would never let another girl sit in your throne
  I done put the chokehold
  Now they screamin, Nicki leave me alone!
   I am , Im still the one to beat 
  Aint in a rush for mainstream, I am the streets 
  I am getting it in until the end
  I gotta go , go , go 
  Go hard
  Gotta go, lemme get the car key
  You dont want it with the Harajuku Barbie
  Keep a marquee, everything sparkly 
  Hit him on the walkie-talkie
  Hit em, hit em, knock-knock, tell em let me in
  My name ring bells, bitch, buzz me in 
  And I only stop for pedestrians 
  Or a real, real bad lesbian
  Hit em with the MAC, hit em with the TEC-nine
  Hit em with the Ruger, by the intersect sign
  Hit em with a Tommy, so my niggas call me Pammy
  And I always keep the jammy
  In the trunk or in the Lamby
  Put my whole borough on my back and Im good
  I dont wanna hear what you woulda, what you coulda
  I represent all the girls that stood up 
  Used to drink water with a little bit of sugar 
  Now Im in the gym with my squats and my sit-ups 
  Doing the scissor-leg, on the mat, with my foot up
  Young black pin-up, all of my bitches did up
  Now Im tellin LA Reid to step his bid up
  And Im tellin President Carter he picked a winner
  Bitches like Nelly and Kelly got a dilemma 
  These birds all fly south in the winter 
  Fuck I look like? Chomping on a chicken dinner?
  You can hate me, but why knock my hustle? 
  Ima be the queen, no matter how they shuffle
  Skirts with the ruffle , Louis on the duffle 
  Im a bad bitch, no muzzle
  Ooh, ooh, ooh 
  What you wanna do, do, do? 
  Bitches is softer than Al Dente
  Cut from a different kente
  Tell em Im the ninja, Weezy is my Sensei
  So I call him Splinter, faster than a sprinter
  Gimme my chopsticks, Ill have these rap bitches for dinner
  This is for my gentlemen in button-ups, and khakis
  This is for my nigga, Seven Up, in Castaki
  This is for my niggas wheelie-in them Kawasakis
  Shout out to the Vackees, saltfish ackees
  Kisses to my fans unless Im feelin, kinda cocky
  Winter Wonderland is on my hand, its kind of rocky
  I am Nicki, Minaj or Lewinski
  Pumps on the clutch, right hand, on the 6-speed
  Write my own raps, I gotta go, I gotta get me 
  Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh , ohh
  If you could, you would get rid of me
  Fuck you gon do when a bitch try to go hard?
  But I wont let you get to me 
  You should already figure Ima go hard
  If you was as real as me
  You would never let another girl sit in your throne
  I done put the chokehold on
  Now they screamin, Nicki, leave me alone!
   I am , I will , I gots to win 
  Im still lookin around for my competition 
  I am gettin it in until the end
  I gotta go , go , go 
  Go hard
  From slap-and-cry you start to die
  So I must go harder
  Gotta make these bitches know me
  Just like Bobby know water
  Better yet, like Bubba know shrimp
  But he dont say shit when the gun on his lip
  And I dont say shit, put the gun on my hip
  So I dont say shit but the gun on my hip
  If you dont wanna drown, dont come on my ship
  Check out how them bitches just run on my dick
  And me, Im still nasty as a son of a bitch
  I still got that bitch cum on my lips
  If you aint got money, dont come on my strip
  And if you got money, dont come on my strip
  I wear that metal, no Olympic
  But I can still make you tumble and flip
  You fuckin with me if you fuckin with Nic
  They aint fuckin with me, they aint fuckin with Nic
  Your girlfriend her decision is split
  Cause she wanna fuck me and she wanna fuck Nic
  They wonder if he be fuckin Nic, as long as she be fuckin rich
  Thats why I keep my luggage cause I swear yall a fuckin trip
  Young Money dungeon, bitch, my swagger just punchin bitch
  And I shoot like Im from overseas, so call my gun Gunović
  Weezy F Baby and the F is for a bunch of shit
  Red drank, blue pill, white dust, yes, I love my country, bitch
  Hahaha, yeah, guitar
  Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, ohh
  Wish you could get rid of Young Money
  Fuck you gon do when a bitch try to go hard?
  But I wont let you get to me 
  You should already figure Ima go hard
  If you was as real as me
  You would never let another girl sit in your throne
  I done put the chokehold on
  Now they screamin, Nicki leave me alone
   I am , I will , I gots to win 
  Im still lookin around for my competition 
  I am gettin it in until the end
  I gotta go , go , go 
  Go hard