text: Every night I rush to my bed
  With hopes that maybe I’ll get a chance
  To see you when I close my eyes
  I’m going outta my head
  Lost in a fairytale
  Can you hold my hands and be my guide?
  Clouds filled with stars, cover your skies
  And I hope it rains, you’re the perfect lullaby
  What kinda dream is this?
  You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
  Either way I, don’t wanna wake up from you
  Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
  Somebody pinch me, your loves to good to be true
  My guilty pleasure I ain’t going no where
  Baby long as you’re here
  I’ll be floating on air cause you’re my
  You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
  Either way I, don’t wanna wake up from you
  Yo, yo, Young Money right here
  Bike here, throw it up, no high chair
  Cold like a white bear
  Freddy Krueger Im a rap bitch nightmare
  And I’m rich, I could buy you
  Kill bitches, leave their body in the Bayou
  More brain than a IQ
  More head than a dread, my youte
  And my bank account ain’t hardly empty
  That’s why I come through in a Barbie Bentley
  So please mamacita, please no envy
  When you come around it reads no entry
  Who’s next to go?
  My flows so flexible
  Get gas, then get at me, Texaco
  Shoot yourself in the leg, Plaxico
  White jag with the twisted lip
  I aint Mike Jack but This is it!
  B-b-b-boo Im everywhere
  Youre like balloon boy, mama, you was never there!
  I am the Kung Fu Panda
  Fuck all your blogs, fuck all your propaganda
  Good for the goose, then its good for the gander
  Nicki aint a rapper, Nicki is a brander
  Please, you can never compare to me
  All these bitches is scared of me
  I am who they couldn’t even dare to be
  So thats all folks, badabadee
  I go hard, pause
  Hospital flow, get more gauze
  Im a bad bitch on all fours
  The President be like, Its all yours!
  Weezy and Nicki bring the A-game, high stats
  Go together like Ricky and his eye patch
  Go together like a team in the gym
  Kareem and the ring, the queen and the king
  Tattoo your name across my heart
  So it will remain
  Not even death could make us part 
  What kind of dream is this?
  You could be a sweet--
  Uh, kush it out, red bone, pussy, mouth
  Eat you up, spit you out, fuck your girl in your house
  I’m terrible, be careful, you might want say a prayer or two
  So cold, I need theraflu, Im so high, I need parachutes
  Im error proof, Im never spooked, got my coupe, heaven blue
  And my flag red as hell, think youre sweet as devils food
  I never lose, my weapons use
  Fuck with me wrong, shit get ugly, Devin Dude
  And she’s the queen, two’s a couple, three’s a scene
  Weezy that nigga that you see in your dreams, get the pussy wet, Abita Springs
  Hah, Im Easter clean, shout to my home girl, Mika Means
  Anything we want we redeem, you niggas gassed up, ‘93 Supreme
  Nicki Minaj is the hardest bitch, more than an artist, bitch
  She talk a whole lot of shit and walk around like she President Carters bitch
  She be on her Barbie shit, and me? Im on Tha Carter VI
  And I can turn crumbs to bricks, and I can turn nuns to tricks
  Hah, Young Mula baby, f-fuck your feelings
  And this is No Ceilings, yeah
  You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
  Either way I, don’t wanna wake up from you
  Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
  Somebody pinch me, your loves to good to be true
  My guilty pleasure I ain’t going no where
  Baby long as you’re here
  I’ll be floating on air cause you’re my
  You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
  Either way I, don’t wanna wake up from you