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Time to say goodbye But dont leave me alone, just stay for the night I need you, I need you tonight Derulo Oh, it’s three in the morning When you want some, you phone me One word in Español, babe And I come and you know Girls in Haiti, they throw it In Jamaica, they roll it Girls in Spain do the mostest But only you got my focus Girl, Im down for your lovin Down for my fatty, fatty Down for your lovin’ Down for my naughty, naughty Down for your lovin Im giving you lovin Stay with me cause Its time to say goodbye But dont leave me alone, just stay for the night I need you, I need you tonight Baby, you know that its time to say goodbye But don’t leave me alone, just stay for the night I need you, I need you tonight Baby, you know that it’s Dame solo un momento Quiero sentir tu cuerpo Que ya no tengo tiempo Tú y yo una noche de fuego Te hablo Francés like Te explico que soy de Parlez-vous Français Síguelo, mami, vale Girl, Im down for your lovin’ Down for my fatty, fatty Down for your lovin Down for my naughty, naughty Down for your lovin Im giving you lovin’ Stay with me cause Its time to say goodbye But dont leave me alone, just stay for the night I need you, I need you tonight Baby, you know that its time to say goodbye But dont leave me alone, just stay for the night I need you, I need you tonight Uh, tell him seh it proper and it prim A mermaid ting and he wanna swim How gal bright suh, but dem eyes dim Ch-ch-chain heavy, but Im light skin I pull up on him, let him put the pipe in But then I gotta dash like a hyphen I bring the cake, let him lick the icing Some little open toes, Stewart Weitzman Advising, ye-yes this ties in No-none of you hoes will ever see my pen YSL Nicki boot just to drive in The way my foot ball, just give me the Heisman Cause Its time to say goodbye But dont leave me alone, just stay for the night I need you, I need you tonight Baby, you know that its hard to say goodbye But dont leave me alone, just stay for the night I need you, I need you tonight Baby, you know that its Papi chulo ¿Cuánto amas este culo? Culo, culo ¿Cuánto amas este culo? Say goodbye, stay the night One more time, one more time Rrrrrrrr

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh I lied, I lied, I lied To keep you from breaking my heart Even though I said I didn’t love you I lied, I lied Even though I said I didn’t need you I lied, I lied To keep you from breaking my heart, ooh To keep you from breaking my heart, ooh Even though I said, Don’t touch me I lied, I lied I can’t fall for you, can’t give my all to you Can’t let you think that Ima let the game stall for you Gotta protect me, you gotta sweat me You said you thought you was ready and I said, Let’s see But I ain’t mean that, I need some fuckin proof Cause what happens if I fall in love then you cut me loose? You just a heartbreaker, won’t let you break mine Cause I’ll be smashin windows and cuttin them brake lines I lied Cause who knew that if I just let myself go with you Who knows? Who knows? So, I lied To keep you from breaking my heart, ooh To keep you from breaking my heart, ooh Even though I said, Fuck you I lied, I lied I thought eventually, you would let me go That was my insecurities and my ego Missed my jump shot, missed my free throw Miss the way we kiss, miss the D, yo Man, it was good while it lasted That shit wasn’t real, it was magic If it was a record, it woulda been classic But fuck you though, orgasmic I guess this what I gotta do to keep me from fallin, stallin the truth Who knew what you’d do if I let you in? My mama aint raised no fool, I Im not your usual, typical type Who would protect me if I never hide? Fallin so fast, Im afraid of you So I lied I lied, I lied To keep you from breaking my heart, ooh To keep you from breaking my heart, ooh, whoa I lied, ooh, baby Ooh Cause who knew that if I let myself go with you It’s over now, goodbye, love You’ll stay, you’ll stay in my heart forever

I came to win, to fight To conquer, to thrive I came to win , to survive To prosper, to rise To fly To fly Uh, yo, yo I wish today it would rain all day Maybe thatd kinda make the pain go away Tryna forgive you for abandoning me Prayin, but I think Im still an angel away Angel away, yeah, its strange in a way Maybe that is why I chase strangers away They got they guns out aimin at me But I become Neo when they aimin at me Me, me, me against them Me against enemies, me against friends Somehow, they both seem to become one A sea full of sharks and they all smell blood They start comin and I start risin Must be surprisin, Im just surmisin I win, thrive, soar, higher Higher, higher, more fire I came to win, to fight To conquer, to thrive I came to win, to survive To prosper, to rise To fly To fly Uh, yo, yo Everybody wanna try to box me in Suffocatin every time it locks me in Paintin they own pictures, then they crop me in But I will remain where the top begins Cause I am not a word, I am not a line I am not a girl that could ever be defined I am not fly, I am levitation I represent an entire generation I hear the criticism loud and clear That is how I know that the time is near See we become alive in the time of fear And I aint got no motherfuckin time to spare Cry my eyes out for days upon days Such a heavy burden placed upon me But when you go hard, your nays become yays Yankee stadium with Jays and Kanyes I came to win, to fight To conquer, to thrive I came to win, to survive To prosper, to rise To fly To fly Get ready for it Get ready for it Get ready for it I came to win Get ready for it Get ready for it Get ready for it I came to win, to fight To conquer, to thrive I came to win, to survive To prosper, to rise To fly To fly

Punch line queen, no boxer though Might pull up in a Porsche, no Boxster though Tell a hater, Ayo, dont you got cocks to blow? Tell them Kangaroo Nick, Ill box a ho They said I got five and a possible Dont go against Nicki, impossible I done came through with my wrist on popsicle Man, these hoes couldnt ball with a testicle, nigga Your lipstick stain smells like a cheap hotel Diamond watches and a gold chain Cant make my frown turn around The boys always spending all their money on love The boys always spending all their money on love They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it, bone it, own it, yeah, yeah Dollar, dollar, paper chase it, get that money, yeah, yeah You get high, fuck a bunch of girls And then cry on top of the world I hope you have the time of your life I hope I dont lose it tonight Bald head pussy got lots of juice Lopsided on the curb, so I block the coupes Watch the deuce Man, Im stingy wit my kitty cat daddy Did you ever really love me Steebie? Rrrrrrr, pull up in the rrrrrrr Wrist on burrrrr, pussy on purrrr-purrrr I dont even brake when Im backing up Ill swerve on a nigga if he acting up I done pushed more sixes than a play date Get money by the millions, fuck a day rate, nigga Your bossed up swag got em drooling like a newborn babe The dollars in they eyes got them blinded by a Masquerade The boys always spending all their money on love The boys always spending all their money on love They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it, bone it, own it, yeah, yeah Dollar, dollar, paper chase it, get that money, yeah, yeah You get high, fuck a bunch of girls And then cry on top of the world I hope you have the time of your life I hope I dont lose it tonight I put all you bitches on to them good lace fronts Girls is my sons, carried them for 8 months And yes, youre premature, Young Money to the Core I might give you a ticket so you can come see the tour Oh, thats your new girl, thats that mid-grade Buck 50 on yo face with the switch blade Or the razor, yeah, the razor She my son yeah, but I aint raise her Goose me, hater! I get that loose leaf paper Them V-necks be studded out, T-Rex be gutted out I told em Nicki be chilling, Ima keep hurting they feelings Because youll never be Jordan you couldnt even be Pippen You couldnt even be tripping, you cant afford a vacation Im out in Haiti with Haitians, I go to Asia with Asians You mad dusty, you a lil dusty possum I just come through with the six like my name was Blossom You get high, fuck a bunch of girls And then cry on top of the world I hope you have the time of your life I hope I dont lose it tonight You get high, fuck a bunch of girls And then cry on top of the world I hope you have the time of your life I hope I dont lose it tonight The boys always spending all their money on love The boys always spending all their money on love The boys always spending all their money on love The boys always spending all their money on love Cassie

Take your medication, Roman Take a short vacation, Roman, youll be okay You need to know your station, Roman Some alterations on your clothes and your brain Take a little break, little break from your silencing Theres so much you can take, you can take I know how bad you need a Roman holiday Roman holiday, a Roman holiday You done, you tight? You suck at life? You dont want a round three? You done suffered twice Worship the queen and you might could pass Keep it real, these bitches couldnt wipe my ass Anyway, stylist, go get Bvlgari I am the ultimate Svengali You, you bitches cant even spell that You, you hoes bugging, repel that Let me tell you this, sister I am, I am colder than a blister Cause my flows so sick, and Im a lunatic And this cant be cured with no Elixir Cause yall know who the fuck, what the fuck I do I done put the pressure to every thug I knew Quack, quack to a duck and a chicken too Put the hyena in a freakin zoo Take your medication, Roman Take a short vacation, Roman, youll be okay You need to know your station, Roman Some alterations on your clothes and your brain Take a little break, little break from your silencing Theres so much you can take, you can take I know how bad you need a Roman holiday Roman holiday, a Roman holiday Bitch, twitch! Bitch, motherfucking right, this is World War Six This right here might make a bitch die And this right here is gonna make a bitch cry And if we being honest, I am such a great guy And this what I do when a bitch breaks flock Imma put her in a dungeon under, under No them bitches aint eating, they dying of hunger Motherfucker, I me, who the fuck is this hoe? And yes, maybe just a touch of Tourettes Get my wigs, Terrence, go and get my beret Take your medication, Roman Take a short vacation, Roman, youll be okay You need to know your station, Roman Some alterations on your clothes and your brain Take a little break, little break from your silencing Theres so much you can take, you can take I know how bad you need a Roman holiday Roman holiday, a Roman holiday Come all ye faithful Joyful and triumphant I am Roman Zolanski Come all ye faithful Joyful and triumphant I am Roman Zolanski Come all ye faithful Joyful and triumphant I am Roman Zolanski Talking bout me, you talking about me? I dare a motherfucker to be talking about me That bitch must be smokin a couple of OZs They want the outline, I give them a goatee Goddamn, motherfucker, you talking about me? I dare a motherfucker to be talking about me That bitch must be smokin a couple of OZs A-buh-buh-buh now give then a goatee Take your medication, Roman Take a short vacation, Roman, youll be okay You need to know your station, Roman Some alterations on your clothes and your brain Take a little break, little break from your silencing Theres so much you can take, you can take I know how bad you need a Roman holiday Roman holiday, a Roman holiday

EWOK MBZ Queens This is a Melo beat Baby, welcome to the party Im off the Molly, the Xan, the lean Thats why Im movin retarded Baby, welcome to the party, uh I hit the boy up and then I go skate in a Rari Baby, welcome to the party Bitch, Im a thot, get me lit Gun on my hip One in the head Ten in the clip Baby, baby, dont trip Just lower your tone Cause you could get hit Its a MAC, fact, Im in the black Bach We never lack, lack with that strap Ima drive through but if you back, back Its gon clap clap and thats that I never tap tap if I dont like a ho You act act like you like her though Never backtrack if I aint fuckin with you Cant sit with us but you might can go All my pretty bitches, high-saditty bitches Got a milli bitches on go All these silly bitches, Ima kill these bitches Yo Pop, who the fuck want smoke? Keep-keep it real, you really mad Cause your baby dad used to like me though I-I aint fuck him cause I aint want him Told him, Take a hike like a hiker though Fendi moon boots, size six Got me walking round like Im Michael though Paint my hair cause Im Tyson , Jordan , Angelo Baby, welcome to the party Colorful weave and your makeup is beat And thats how you act just like a Barbie Baby, welcome to the party , uh He wanna party with Barbie Its Big 092MLBOA , I make a call and its war I bet I kick down the door, I bet I send him to the Lord, uh Got a bad bitch from overseas Got a ten pack up in my jeans , Im in Manhattan in these stores, uh Dont try and run up on my V I knock a nigga out his sneaks while Im shellin down his V, uh Double G for the tee No Alicia, I got keys, dont get your car Swiss cheese Neno cooler then cooler, he still an ooter, he dont settle for nothing, uh Bluffin , pussy boy, stop all that bluffin .380 hold a ruler, I know some niggas thatll shoot you for nothing Run, Ricky, yeah, he runnin, run, Ricky, yeah he runnin Baby, welcome to the party Im off the Molly, the Xan, the lean Thats why Im movin retarded Baby, welcome to the party, uh I hit the boy up and then I go skate in a Rari Baby, welcome to the party Bitch, Im a thot, get me lit Gun on my hip One in the head Ten in the clip Baby, baby, dont trip Just lower your tone Cause you could get hit

Go! It all comes down to this I miss your morning kiss I wont lie, Im feeling it Youre gone now, and Im missing it Im so dumb, I must admit Its too much to hold it in I cant say no more than this I just hope your heart hear me now Gotta let you know how Im feeling You own my heart, he just renting Dont turn away, pay attention Im pouring out my heart, oh, boy I, Im not livin life Im not livin right Im not livin if youre not by my side, oh I, Im not livin life Im not livin right Im not livin if youre not by my side, oh Lets meet at our favorite spot You know the one Right around the block from the nice place that you love to shop Can you get away? Girl, just sit down, lets talk it out One-on-one, without a crowd I wanna hold your hand, make you laugh again I need to be near you Gotta let you know how Im feeling You own my heart, and shes just renting Dont turn away, pay attention Im pouring out my heart, girl I, Im not livin life Im not livin right No, Im not livin if youre not by my side, oh I, Im not livin life Im not livin right Im not livin if youre not by my side, oh I cant eat, I, I, I, I I cant sleep, I, I, I, I What I need, I, I, I, I Is you right by my side, I I cant eat, I, I, I, I I cant sleep, I, I, I, I What I need, I, I, I, I Is you right by my side, I It, it, it, it, it aint your spit game, its your dick game That got me walkin round ready to wear your big chain I only argue with him when the Lakers on Other than that, Im gettin my Marc Jacobs on Man, my pussy game so cold, that he always seem to come back Cause he know that it be a rap, when Im ridin it from the back Wait, oh, let me see your phone cause all them bitches is ratchet And dont let me get in my truck; cause all them bitches will catch it Wait-we-we-we-we-we-wait, damn, there I go again I be trippin, I be flippin, I be so belligerent Man, the shit that we be fightin over so irrelevant I dont even remember, though I was probably hella bent I, Im not livin life Im not livin right No, Im not livin if youre not by my side, oh I, Im not livin life Im not livin right Im not livin if youre not by my side, oh I Life Right If youre not by my side I cant eat, I, I, I, I I cant sleep, I, I, I, I What I need, I, I, I, I Is you right by my side, I

Lets play big bank take little bank You are looking at a shark in a fish tank When Im in the kitchen, I make plenty cash Tell shawty come here, she got plenty ass Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine So when I back back, Im fronting on you niggas First I pack back, Louis backpack Wheres Paris Hilton? Wheres Kat Stacks? Im Rambo with this ammunition, my camo come from Tru Religion Them broke hoes cant pay attention Your cutie missing, New Edition Mr. Telephone man, theres something wrong with my line When I call my babys number, I get a click every time Every line is dope, you can snort it Working in the pot, I can make it do aerobics Im haterphobic, they mad cause Im winning They busy high and catching, mad cause Im pinching All my bitches different, all my diamonds glistening My weed so loud, everybody listen They say its for the birds, so I bought a kilo My Boost Mobile chirping, it must be my amigo Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine So when I back back, Im fronting on you niggas 2 Chainz, you fucking crazy, muhfuckas know, Im fucking crazy Fuck wrong with these bitches lately? Bitches better get on they knees and praise me Bitch, I rep that Rich Gang, wheres Stunna? Wheres Wayne? Thats red on my wristband, SB, Mack Maine Tell Tyga, lookin for this bitch called Blac Chyna Take a nigga bitch in a hot flash, menopause hot flash Yes, thats why Im crowned queen And I aint lookin for the prom king These hoes careers aint promising Killing these bitches, crime scene Ohh, thats how a bitch do it Fifty black trucks gonna follow when I pull up This shit hit you in the chin, like a pull up My door so cocky, my door so stuck up Ohh, hop up out the space car Bitches, stay pressed, I call them a space bar Man, I wish a bitch would Hundred-thousand dollar engine, I wish a bitch could Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine So when I back, back, Im fronting on you niggas Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers Yeah, I love them strippers In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine So when I back, back, Im fronting on you niggas Wait I dont even think these niggas understood what the fuck I just said I said, hundred-thousand dollar engine I wish a bitch could, like the little engine that could, ya dig! 2 Chainz

You hear that right there? That sound like, but that 300 thousand nigga Im triple OG in my hood These hoes call me big daddy Your bitch call me big daddy Tell that bitch that Im big daddy When I hit the lot I dont get the little bitch Nigga I go and get the big daddy Pick a bitch up in the big daddy Big face Rollie thats a big daddy Got your bitch calling me big daddy When I pull up all the hoes like big daddy Nigga Im big daddy Standin on the corner in some shit that look like I payed like a million for Blowin the money I heard that they askin around town what he really worth Most of these niggas be really broke I went the Hardaway boy had a penny first Now these bitches gon get this work I tell her keep on them heels and that mini skirt She Google my net worth, lookin like what is his neck worth? My shooters, they shoot at your head, like the rim just to see if the net work I land in Miami then fly out to Cali with some of my best work You niggas so lame that my bitches wont fuck unless you cut a check first Your bitch call me big daddy Tell that bitch that Im big daddy When I hit the lot I dont get the little bitch Nigga I go and get the big daddy Pick a bitch up in the big daddy Big face Rollie thats a big daddy Got your bitch calling me big daddy When I pull up all the hoes like big daddy Nigga Im big daddy Pulled up in something that look like a million nigga put me up on Aint gotta sell it, but he say the pussy a drug that he re-up on Spur of the moment, I ball like Ginóbili, you bitches get Ded up on You mad at me? Go get mad at your nigga fore I put my sneakers on He copped me this wrist game, now its just us at the Knicks game I might have to take him on tour just to fuck in Australia, Brisbane Your time is ticking, you bitches will be around shorter than Vine vids You watch your mouth or my niggas will shoot up the club like what Shyne did Your bitch call me big daddy Tell that bitch that Im big daddy When I hit the lot I dont get the little bitch Nigga I go and get the big daddy Pick a bitch up in the big daddy Big face Rollie thats a big daddy Got your bitch calling me big daddy When I pull up all the hoes like big daddy Nigga Im big daddy Bitches aint stupid, you bitches aint stupid You bitches aint stupid, is you? Front like she tough but that bitch keep on crying Get this bitch a tissue For what its worth when I took him I could tell he would never miss you I aint even wanna diss you, but tell me what is this bitch issue? Still on top, pretty bitch gang Pussy still tight, pistol still bang Yo nigga call me big mama Let him eat the pussy then I dip on him Your bitch call me big daddy Tell that bitch that Im big daddy When I hit the lot I dont get the little bitch Nigga I go and get the big daddy Pick a bitch up in the big daddy Big face Rollie thats a big daddy Got your bitch calling me big daddy When I pull up all the hoes like big daddy Nigga Im big daddy

Ear Drummers Mhm, Young Money, uh huh, mhm Yo, hold up, hold up, mhm Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm Yo, hold up, hold up, hold up, okay, hold up You see a bad bitch coming through, yo, whats the hold up? Im in that new new, me and New New when I roll up I tell the valet, Park my Benz and bring the Rolls up Yo, hold up, hold up, hold up, okay, hold up He see me lookin pretty every time he scroll up Might gotta let the blicky hit you if you stroll up Now put your hands up, its a hold up Run me the money Cause I be the baddie B, Barbie tings, banging body B Everybody be on my D, yo, I gotta be in reality Suck a D if you doubted me Back of the Bach, back of the Bach Back of the Bach, back of the Bach Who on Barbie D? Who on Barbie D? Everybody Ooh, you gotta see, honestly, on my odyssey Im the baddest B, I dont even know how to speak Hat to the, hat to the back and relax, you in the back of the Bach See, a bitch got more coins than a game room So we aint ever hatin in TheShadeRoom See, I keep my sons in a playroom So me and you aint ever in the same room I tell him eat the cookie cause its good for him And when he eat the cookie he got good form He know I dont never cheat because Im good to him Might gotta have his baby, nurses yellin push for him You see I let him eat the cookie cause its good for him And whenever he eat the cookie he got good form He know that when Im pullin up, Im in a good foreign I be like, ooh, he love me, ooh, he love me, good for him Come on, come on, come on I be like ooh, he love me, ooh, he love me, good for him Come on I slick, slick drop the top like nip slips So he tryna smash like when the whip flips I hit licks just to floss with this wrist And when I leave my bitches, we all say, Kiss, kiss Im in that new new De La Renta, channeling Bugs Bunny Cause all I want is karats and some big drug money Im only loyal to the niggas thatll bust guns for me The jig up, its a stick up, run me the money Cause I be the baddie B, Barbie tings, banging body B Everybody be on my D, yo, I gotta be in reality Suck a D if you doubted me Back of the Bach, back of the Bach Back of the Bach, back of the Bach Who on Barbie D? Who on Barbie D? Everybody Ooh, you gotta see, honestly, on my odyssey Im the baddest B, I dont even know how to speak Hat to the, hat to the back and relax, you in the back of the Bach See, a bitch get more press than a keypad Before you suck me off, get a knee pad See, I pull the strings like a tea bag Im prolly with my jeweler playin freeze tag I tell him eat the cookie cause its good for him And when he eat the cookie, he got good form He know I dont never cheat because Im good to him Might gotta have his baby, nurses yellin push for him You see I let him eat the cookie cause its good for him And whenever he eat the cookie, he got good form He know that when Im pullin up, Im in a good foreign I be like ooh, he love me, ooh, he love me, good for him Come on, come on, come on I be like ooh, he love me, ooh, he love me, good for him Come on Barbie, I think you gnarly I think you fly, these other bitches just larvae When you make that ass jump like my heartbeat And if you let me eat the pussy, then its shark week Hello, may I speak to Tunechi? May I ask whos callin? Everybody got the juice without a glass to pour it I want my cake and eat it, too, and after that, Im starving I feel like Adam, but Im bout to eat a apple on you, uh Rollie on the right side, now yall on my time Please get off my dick before it turn into a pipe bomb Eyes lookin like Im somewhere outta Taiwan Faded as fuck as always, hi mom Look dude, Ill stomp your ass out in my good shoes Be my foot stool Told my lawyer dont call me less its good news Then my phone started ringing off the hook, snooze, brrr Cause I be the baddie, B Young Money, its a army He aint into toys, but he fuck with the Barbie Its the president, Monica what they call me Nicki the ninja, Nicki the boss, Nicki the harajuku, ah Remix, baby Mula Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yo, yo, Pierre, you wanna come out here? Iced up, ice watch, ice watch Bad bitch, poke it out , poke it out, poke it out Bad bitch, poke it out, poke it out, poke it out Fat ass, poke it out, poke it out, poke it out New watch, ice watch, check it out, check it out New Glock, my Glock, poke it out, poke it out Air it out, air it out, showin off, showin off Bad bitch, bad bitch, poke it out, poke it out Poke it out, poke it out Poke it out, poke it out, poke it out Bad bitch, bad bitch, ass fat Bad bitch, bad bitch, ass fat, uh Poke it out Poke it out Poke it out Poke it out Poke it out Poke it out Poke it out Poke it out All of these bitches want Carti now, uh All of my bitches, they thought it out, ooh Walk in that bitch, then I walk it out Walk in that bitch with a thirty out She walk in that bitch with her panties down Ball on these niggas like Pippen now Told the lil bitch to come see me now All of these bitches wan see me now Fuck that lil bitch with her titties out I know you see me on the TV now Carti be lookin like billionaire Ima go fuck on a billionaire House in the hills All of my bitches, they gettin it Pop a lil pill Then I go get it Ice watch, ice watch Bad bitch, poke it out , poke it out, poke it out Bad bitch, poke it out, poke it out, poke it out Fat ass, poke it out, poke it out, poke it out New watch, ice watch, check it out, check it out New Glock, my Glock, poke it out, poke it out Air it out, air it out, showin off, showin off Bad bitch, bad bitch, poke it out, poke it out Poke it out , poke it out Poke it out, poke it out, poke it out Bad bitch, bad bitch, ass fat Bad bitch, bad bitch, ass fat Playboi , Playboi , Playboi , rrr Playboi , Playboi , Playboi , rrr Playboi , Playboi , Playboi , rrr Playboi , Playboi , Playboi , rrr What they on? St. Laurent? Ass fat, uh, matter fact, hmm This that here, bitch, that here, get that here, uh, uh Double back, uh, quarterback, uh, runnin back, uh, uh, uh Play girl, laid back, they back, take that All of my buddies on ten , all of my moneys in Yen All of my work is sellin , Thank you, and please come again All we know here is to win Fabulous, gone with the wind All of this one of a kind But if I order it, get it again I see all these pretend Barbies Im beginning to end Barbies I am Nicki the Ninja, Harajuku Member, Ive been Barbie P-P-P-Playboi Barbie Cover of Playboy, Barbie In New York I really rock Ask Playboi Carti All of these niggas wan do me now Sonnin these hoes like its gloomy out All of my niggas on hammer time Walk in that bitch with the toolie out Walk in that bitch with the toolie out Killers and robbers, that Julia Walk in that bitch with my boobies out Wife-beater torn like Natalie Imbruglia You know that I stay with them great lines End bitches careers, cut them brake lines You gon be an episode of Dateline End-end up on the cover of L.A. Times Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck I just heard through the grapevine? These little musty bitches thinkin they can take mine You bitches chances lookin slimmer than my waistline Man, that shit been over since Playtime Watch flooded, ho, I cant even face time You bitches gotta face time for them hate crimes Playboi, Playboi hit me on my FaceTime For the best feature out the Big Apple since FaceTime Ice watch, ice watch Bad bitch, poke it out, poke it out, poke it out Bad bitch, poke it out, poke it out, poke it out Fat ass, poke it out, poke it out, poke it out New watch, ice watch, check it out, check it out New Glock, my Glock, poke it out, poke it out Air it out, air it out, showin off, showin off Bad bitch, bad bitch, poke it out, poke it out Poke it out , poke it out Poke it out, poke it out, poke it out Bad bitch, bad bitch, ass fat Bad bitch, bad bitch, ass fat

Brixton girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a wine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Queens dem girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a wine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Trini dem girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a wine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Jamaican girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a wine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Yo, he in love with a ghetto girl He said he want a piece like Metta World Pat, pat on the kitty cat He dont mess with them... regulars He tryna kick it like a ninja He tryna stick it like syringes He dont ever play the benches So Ima let him touch it if he playin with some inches I know that you want it, I see that you watchin You love when I wine it You know that Im sexy, I hope that you ready To come here and get it Weh di hot gyal dem? Brixton girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a wine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Queens dem girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a wine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Trini dem girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a wine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Jamaican girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a wine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Put it in his face like a cop badge He wanna pound it like a hashtag He gon have to get the wash rag If he shoot it up, Ima bust back Them island girls is the baddest American girls run the planet South African, European, Asian, Australian and my Canadian Girls I know that you want it, I see that you watchin You love when I wine it You know that Im sexy, I hope that you ready To come here and get it Weh di hot gyal dem? Brixton girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a wine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Queens dem girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a wine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Trini dem girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a wine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Jamaican girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a wine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum All the bad boys try to push up on me He want a bad girl to come and spend his money He say it taste good, just like honey He in love with a girl from the islands inna di miniskirt flow I know that you want it, I see that you watchin You love when I wine it You know that Im sexy, I hope that you ready To come here and get it Weh di hot gyal dem? Brixton girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a wine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Queens dem girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a wine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Trini dem girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a wine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Jamaican girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a wine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Ayy, ayy, ayy

As I wipe the stars off the windows on my space ship Call out the spirits in my basement Crawl out the center of the snake pit And fall into the middle of her greatness Fireballs reflect off the frames of the pictures Shes not at all impressed with the flames or the flickers But take her for a walk on the moon she wear her slippers The end of the world is coming soon, I’ma miss it The sky is falling down, I am falling for her quicker We hide amongst the clouds, then we pardon the enigma High above the ground but Im under her charisma Her sound is in surround when Im in her solar system The quiet calms my quasars, the eclipse is eclipsin’ My astronaut helmet kinda shifted, full of lipstick Planet of the aches, and she is my prescription We out of this world, baby, we have been evicted Intergalactical love The sky is falling, intergalactical, intergalactical love And Ill be waiting for you, for you, for you On the dark side of the moon Said Ill be waiting, Ill be waiting for you On the dark side of the moon And if you happen to get there before me Leave a message in the dust just for me If I dont see it Ill be waiting for you On the dark side of the moon Open up the curtains Window-watchin, people killin, robbin’ The sky is fallin’, fallin down I turn into news, and this is the apocalypse People livin’ on their rocket ships My mama always told me that there would be no stoppin this Fireball reflections on the friends and the pictures in my room Of I and you Tell me, will I see you soon? Meet you on the moon? Intergalactic love The sky is falling, falling down Ill be waiting for you, for you, for you On the dark side of the moon Ill be waiting, I’ll be waiting for you On the dark side of the moon And if you happen to get there before me Leave a message in the dust just for me If I dont see it, Ill be waiting for you On the dark side of the moon Said Ill be waiting, Ill be waiting for you On the dark side of the moon And if you happen to get there before me Leave a message in the dust just for me If I dont see it, Ill be waiting for you On the dark side of the moon Intergalactical love The sky is falling, intergalactic, intergalactical love And Ill be waiting for you On the dark side of the moon Said Ill be waiting, Ill be waiting for you On the dark side of the moon

Im, Im, Im, Im Im out of my, out of my mind Out of my fucking mind Im, Im out of my, out of my mind Out of my fucking mind Im out of my-my-my Out of my mind-mi-mi-mi-mi Im out of my fucking mind Out of my fucking mind, mind Im out of my fucking mind, gee, gee, golly, oh my I was doing fine, once upon a time Then my brain left and it didnt say bye Dont look at me wrong, Im out of my mind Like Nostradamus and da Vinci combined So paranoid of espionage Im watching my doors and checking my blinds My brain is on vacation, they telling me And Im bi-polar to the severity And I need medication, apparently And some Electroconvulsive therapy I am a rebel, but yes, Im so militant Still, Im illegible for disabilities I am psychotic but there is no remedy This is not figurative, this is literally If these niggas go dumb, I go to the mental facility See, man, Im so out there, I slap fives with ET I dont need a feature They dont want me to eat à la carte when Im on this beat If you feel the same as me, then you got to agree Im out of my mind Im, Im, Im, Im Im out of my, out of my mind Out of my fucking mind Im, Im out of my, out of my mind Out of my fucking mind Im out of my-my-my Out of my mind-mi-mi-mi-mi Im out of my fucking mind Out of my fucking mind, mind Whats your name? B.o.B? So, they calling you Bob? Stop playing, nigga, you know that Im known for the Bob Couple hit songs, got you thinking you a hearthrob Well, this thang so good, make a nigga wanna sob You dont need a feature? Nigga, Im the feature You gon be the priest, and Ima be the preacher You can be the He-Man, Ima be the She-Ra You can be the Grim, Ima be the Reaper Can we pretend that airplanes in the night skies Are like shooting stars? Well, you gon really need a wish right now When my goons come through and start shooting stars You know, Im all about shoes and cars Im kinda drunk off booze, Bacardi I told Baby when I get my new advance Ima blow that motherfucker on a blue Bugatti You know, I graduated summa cum laude Thats why they thinking Im Illuminati And matter fact, lets kiss and make-up Ill help you escape on my blue Ducati Hallelujah! Im, Im, Im, Im Im out of my, out of my mind Out of my fucking mind Im, Im out of my, out of my mind Out of my fucking mind Im out of my-my-my Out of my mind-mi-mi-mi-mi Im out of my fucking mind Out of my fucking mind, mind Im out of it I cant seem to come out of it Whats going on inside of my head? It feels like Im being John Malkovich Ladies and gentlemen, please tone it down a bit There is an announcement, Id like to announce Wait, how am I suppose to pronounce this shit? I dont need a sub, I dont need a speaker Cause a nigga bring the noise like an onomatopoeia Leave him in the dust, all he see is my Adidas Na-na-na-na boo-boo, wouldnt want to be ya Never turning back, how you think I got here? And Im never slowing down; fuck was that, a deer? If you got a problem, step to the office Matter fact, never mind, talk to the Kiosk, bi-atch You have no idea Thats why they call me B-dot; been a maniac ever since I was knee-high Man, I swear to God, Ima need help Someone call Charter; maybe call FEMA Cause I got to be crazy or outta my mind to have this many stamps on my VISA, vis-à-vis Im, Im, Im, Im Im out of my, out of my mind Out of my fucking mind Im, Im out of my, out of my mind Out of my fucking mind Im out of my-my-my Out of my mind-mi-mi-mi-mi Im out of my fucking mind Out of my fucking mind, mind Wait, if Im here and youre there? And Im here and youre there? And Im here and youre there? And if Im here and youre there? And if Im here and youre there? Yeah, youre right there, and here Um, yeah, yeah Nicki, B.o.B, ho

Ten thousand miles up in the sky We never land cause we stay fly Ima be your bitch for life If they try you, they gotta die Baby, put one in the sky What we got, they cant deny Put your diamonds in the light And let em see you shine bright Fuck them hoes Hold up, wait one minute Hold up, wait one minute Hold up, wait one minute Yo, hold up, wait one more You know you the baddest baby, fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes We on a different planet girl, its fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes Percocets and molly make you touch your toe I keep the conversation open for my hoe Snapchat that pussy, dont you take too long Trampoline, titties, girl, they bouncin, yeah All these diamonds on me, how could I tell you no? You got one leg in the air, tap it like you broke Sweating out your weave, girl, fuck that hoe Girl, you aint gotta leave, we gon fuck this hoe Percocets and mollys make you touch your toe Been in this bitch so long, Im going up a dose Pussy got more murders than New Mexico Bust it open wide and let that ocean flow Money be the motive, baby, fuck them hoes You know why you did it, baby, fuck them hoes Tell them crackers fuck em, we dont love them hoes Th-they dont want no problems, baby, fuck them hoes We know you the baddest baby, fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes We on a different planet girl, fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes Yo, yo Wait, wait, wait, hold up, wait Stevie to the bull like wheres MJ? Wheres MJ? Dont come around with that weird energy, weird energy Bitch, I got that 25 karats on my Patek, Im ecstatic Got them blue diamonds dancing in my party, democratic I never lose nothing but, damn, I done had it I aint never strike out, they cant average what I batted, no If she hatin, tell that bitch to let it go Truly rude boy, truly rude Truly rude boy, truly rude Truly rude boy, truly rude Truly rude boy, truly rude Percocets and mollys make you touch your toe Been in this bitch so long, im going up a dose Pussy got more murders than New Mexico Bust it open wide and let that ocean flow We know you the baddest baby, fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes We on a different planet girl, fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes We know you the baddest baby, fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes We on a different planet girl, fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes Oooh, la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la Oooh, la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la Got about a thousand upon my side We out here hustlin, risking our life Fill cocaine up in your tights We had to make it across the line Damn near didnt make it through them nights I watch the bloody tears fall from your eye You just wanna live a nigga life Sittin in a helicopter, I can touch the sky Fuck them hoes Just fuck them hoes

Spirit of Marilyn callin me, audibly Bawling, she said that she would never leave, continued to torture me Telling me to come with her, underneath my comforter And she brought a gun with her, pills and some rum with her Took me on the balcony, telling me to jump with her Yeah Im in the ghost, but I aint doing stunts with her I aint trying to be that, haters wanna see that But I got em aggy, cause I win the gold like Gabby Shes just a girl, and shes on fire Hotter than a fantasy, lonely like a highway Shes living in a world, and its on fire Feeling the catastrophe, but she knows she can fly away Oh, she got both feet on the ground And shes burning it down Oh, she got her head in the clouds And shes not backing down This girl is on fire This girl is on fire Shes walking on fire This girl is on fire Looks like a girl, but shes a flame So bright, she can burn your eyes Better look the other way You can try, but youll never forget her name Shes on top of the world Hottest of the hottest girls say Oh, we got our feet on the ground And were burning it down Oh, got our head in the clouds And were not coming down This girl is on fire This girl is on fire Shes walking on fire This girl is on fire Everybody stands, as she goes by Cause they can see the flame thats in her eyes Watch her when shes lighting up the night Nobody knows that shes a lonely girl And its a lonely world But she gon let it burn, baby, burn, baby Dear God, If youre here God Make the fire disappear when they stare God Take away my fear when they interfere God Do you fear God? Cause I fear God And in my backyard, thats a deer, God And thats a horse ranch, and to my core fans Keep reppin me, do it til the death of me X in the box, cause aint nobody checkin me This girl is on fire This girl is on fire Shes walking on fire This girl is on fire Oh, oh, oh... Shes just a girl, but shes on fire

Oh! Oh! You are just what the doctor ordered Ooh, look at there! I heard you was a pleaser, and baby - oh shit! Man, not my mama; man, not my mama Man, not my mama; quit messin with my mama I love me some of yo mama, true that Dont call me daddy, only she can do that Ok, me and yo mama be fuckin Boy you dont know nothin about that You seen her lookin all mad aint it time for ya nap? You wake up, Im back eating up all your snacks Dont ask for help with your math Aint my fault, you cant add Dont be out here fake crying, lying Up in the keyhole straight spying Only knock the door if youre dying I wish I could stay in here forever You the only reason me and your mama aint together Shes so much better than my old bitch Man, I love that old bitch, I do Oh! This feels so nice, oh shit! No stress, no drama Her kids hatin, they know I fucked their mama Man not my mama Man not my mama Man not my mama Quit messin with my mama Man not my mama Man not my mama Man not my mama Quit messin with my mama The way she bounce both cheekies, boy she freaky Shoulda known she was kinky When I walked inside the room and I seen that slinky Even made me use my pinky, the way she teach me Its just so dreamy, oh God, damn, man I cheat on tests, cheat on hoes, I cheat when I can Im even cheating on my whip, I got a side Benz But she made me wanna cut off all my side friends A nigga be tryna chase her, take her, date rape her Stand out the daycare sit there and wait there Fuck, I cant even trust the neighbors, damn You niggas stick to your young hoes I got a freak that wash, dry, and fold clothes Lil motherfuckers Ooh this great, big, enormous motherfucker! Oh! Just let me, oh! Let me jockey this dick! No stress, no drama Her kids hatin, they know I fucked their mama Man not my mama Man not my mama Man not my mama Quit messin with my mama Man not my mama Man not my mama Man not my mama Quit messin with my mama I got my welfare check, smokin on that crack Hell yeah Im unemployed, baby daddy down my back Now what you got for me Sean? I heard its big and its long I take my teeth out, suck it good, this where your dick belong Y-Y-Yeeeaah, do it like dat daddy Pump pump bump bump it in my ass-matic You aint tell me you was big-boned Shut your mouth, you little bastards go on Sl-Sl-Sl-Sl-Slap me in my face with it, get a crack valve with that bass in it If I got weed then Im lacing it, eat all this ass, quit tasting it nigga Man not my mama, man not my mama Man not my mama, quit messin with my mama Man not my mama, man not my mama Man not my mama; quit messin with my mama High as a motherfucker Fuckin erybody mama... I got yo mama all in my line , bullets all in my 9 Rollie tell the time, she aint yours, she aint mine Throw a hundred every time, I think my coupe just lost its mind Put yo mama on that trippy shit, sippin lean, snorting lines Overseas like bonjour, last ten years Ive been on tour And I still got that old money, I touch more green than a lawnmower With a ratchet bitch , you laid up Im on my tour bus fucking mamas getting paid up I take that bitch to my mansion and a nigga cant pay her to leave Yo mama a great head doctor , with no PhD My pockets stuffed with dough, I made it all in the streets I might just go to the club, and throw it all on a freak Yo mama, ratchet ass bitch Baby, oooooh, can you feel what I feel? OH shit! I hope you brought your boots and shoes, cuz motherfucker Im gonna be here a while

Well, it is a weepin and a moanin and a gnashin of teeth Ooh, God bless, no man cyahn curse It is a weepin and a mournin and a gnashin of teeth So on to soundboydem It is a—when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound Pussyole gyaldem I dem a-come for the crown Believe, believe Nah Kyuh! O-O-O-O-O-Okay, Lamborghini Mercy, your chick she so thirsty Im in that two seat Lambo with your girl, she tryna to jerk me Okay, Lamborghini Mercy, your chick she so thirsty Im in that two seat Lambo with your girl, she tryna to jerk me Okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty Im in that two-seat Lambo with your girl She tryna jerk me Okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty Im in that two-seat Lambo with your girl She tryna jerk me Drop it to the floor, make that dick shake My homegirls slurp it like a milkshake All you niggas want some Nic cake If you eat ass, I got a thick plate Wee-zay, Wee-zay, dont we do this very easy? I came from Trinidad on a temporary vis-ayy Cause motherfuckers know I put the hex on bitches I fuck a bitch over like Im sexing bitches Tic-tac-toe, then I put the X on bitches Point game, I score, whos next, you bitches? Cause all you niggas fake and all you niggas broke So all you niggas—fuck you; all you niggas choke Cause all you do is boast and argue over hoes So all you niggas toast cause all yall deep throat, word F—Fuck your Lambo, f—fuck your Murc I got more money i—in in my fucking purse C—Court side, you in the C Section Im with them Bloods, you— you with the C Section In Malibu Im by the sea section And all these bitches is my sons, yeah, C-section Im a Republican voting for Mitt Romney You lazy bitches is fucking up the econmy Out in Miami, I be chilling with a zombie Diablo, Alejandro, dímelo, Gandhi Lamborghini Mercy , your chick she so thirsty Im in that two-seat Lambo with your girl, she tryna jerk me Okay, Lamborghini Mercy , your chick she so thirsty Im in that two seat Lambo with your girl , she tryna jerk me Well, it is a weepin and a moanin And a gnashin of teeth It is a weepin and a mournin And a gnashin of teeth It is a—when it comes to my sound Which is the champion sound Believe, believe Believe, believe Well, it is a weepin and a moanin And a gnashin of teeth in the dancehall And who no have teeth gwan rub pon dem gums Cuh when time it comes to my sound Which is the champion sound The bugle has blown fi many times And it still have one more time left Cuh the amount of stripe weh deh pon our shoulder Ugh! Im the shit—turn your nose up I threw some bad bitches on my tour bus I do some bad bitches on my private jet If them bitches aint fucking, give them parachutes Walked up to a redbone like Im the shit Told her, Give me that pussy, and fuck my bitch Yeah, skate rebel, gun at my waist level Bitch yellow, tape yellow, give you an H-A-L-O I dont do pussy niggas but get the most pussy, nigga Im popping Percs, Im sipping lean, smoking pot like cooking dinner My homie T roll up my blunt, skinnier than Rex Ryan Im counting money, Im smoking plants, call that shit math and science Now suck dick, Trukfit, snapback on your dog ass These niggas broke like Mr. Glass, they dont want none, Sister Act Its Young Money, you bitch, you; my weed louder than pimp suits Your bitch swallow my pimp juice, her pussy wetter than swim suits Swish! Michael... Phelps, nigga, in your ho Coupe the color of YooHoo; rude boy—free Buju Fuck wrong with these fuck niggas? I been balling since 98 Fuck yall Id rather skate, shoot you up in your database I fell in love with drop-tops, I fell in love with shotguns Our guns bigger than cop guns; yall aint spitting, dry tongue I like wet pussy, she like hard dick, hard head make her soft fast Tatted up from head to toe, guess you can call me a mark-man Wayne soaring, all my whores is whoring All you rappers is boring, Trukfit hat and some Jordans, ugh! Lamborghini Murci , your chick she so thirsty Im in that two-seat Lambo girl, she tryna jerk me Okay, Lamborghini Murci , your chick she so thirsty Im in that two-seat Lambo with your girl , she tryna jerk me Well, it is a weepin and a moanin And a gnashin of teeth It is a weepin and a mournin And a gnashin of teeth It is a—when it comes to my sound Which is the champion sound Believe, believe Believe, believe Well, it is a weepin and a moanin And a gnashin of teeth It is a weepin and a mournin And a gnashin of teeth It is a—when it comes to my sound Which is the champion sound Believe, believe Believe, believe

Datpiff.com world premiere See you cant just do it You gotta do it well Look, body language is the kinda talk Im fluent in Why dont you stop talking bout it and come do it then? Written on your face, that Yeah Im tryna do it grin Event planning, we just need a spot to do it in Heading to engagements, head behind the Range tints Fruits of my labor, edible arrangements It get a little messy, sweater new, Jays mint She say when she done with me I better go and change them Fuck the sweater, I dont know no fuckin better Yall dont get it, I dont know no fuckin better Then this right here, shawty right there Still givin ol boy nightmares And I heard your ex hate it, thats why my texts stated Last night was a movie and it was X-Rated Flick called Wet, it only gets better Tonight we make the sequel and call that shit Wetter Go ahead Fuck me like you know somebody else aint fuckin me right Go ahead Fuck me like you know somebody else aint fuckin me right Ima kiss your body from your head down to your toes Any time you want it you just let a nigga know And we gon do it, do it, do it, do it We gon do it real good And we gon do it, do it, do it, do it Body language is the only talk he fluent in He knew it was going down when he flew me in Anything that I got on he wanna do me in Now all these non-discrete bitches wanna do me in Uh, Gold AP on me He know all his niggas wanna put the D on me Even Dr. Dre went and put the B on me But my pussy so exclusive, limited edition You know niggas love pretty bitches with ambition Bees on the keys, never go in the ignition B-B-But when I ride it, do it to precision I could tell that he trippin, every time that I slip in When he bout to cum I start to kiss his neck I let him score, but we ditch the ref When we going out, we gotta ditch the press Ah man, I got his bitch depressed Go ahead Fuck me like you know somebody else aint fuckin me right Go ahead Fuck me like you know somebody else aint fuckin me right Ima kiss your body from your head down to your toes Any time you want it you just let a nigga know And we gon do it, do it, do it, do it We gon do it real good And we gon do it, do it, do it, do it Ima call you big daddy and scream your name Only if you have me drippin like candy paint So what you sayin? I give it to you right, give it to you left Make it last forever, Keith Sweat, have you outta breath Mmmm, daddy slow down a bit You acting like you never been downtown and shit I need a baller laid back while he watch this thing bounce Buying them designer bags, put money in my account No doubt, Im the player that theyre talking about Got that good shit, even in a drought If you gon do it, do it for real And if they ask how Im doin tell em doin it well Go ahead Fuck me like you know somebody else aint fuckin me right Go ahead Fuck me like you know somebody else aint fuckin me right Ima kiss your body from your head down to your toes Any time you want it you just let a nigga know And we gon do it, do it, do it, do it We gon do it real good And we gon do it, do it, do it, do it Datpiff.com: The Mixtape Authority Girl 1: Hello? Girl 2: Uh, where have you been? Girl 1: Ive been in L.A, uh... Girl 2: What do you mean L.A? Girl 1: Um... I met this guy Girl 2: So when are you coming back to New York? Girl 1: I dont know, girl, its going so good, I dont know Girl 2: What do you mean you dont know? Girl 1: I dont know, Im about to go shopping though, Im about to go cop these Girl 2: Right now? Girl 1: New Chanel—this new Chanel bag, yeah, Im about to, I gotta go Girl 2: Oh, dont forget about me, bitch

My chick bad, my chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My-my chick bad, my chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours My-my-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours Listen, Im sayin my chick bad, my chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My chick bad, badder than yours My chick do stuff that I cant even put in words Her swagger dont stop, her body wont quit So fool pipe down, you aint talkin bout shit M-m-my chick bad, tell me if you seen her She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena All white top, all white belt And all white jeans, body lookin like milk No-no time for games, shes full grown My chick bad, tell yo chick to go home My chick bad, my chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My-my chick bad, my chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours My-my-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours Now-now-now-now-now-now, now your girl might be sick but my girls sicker She rides that dick and she handles her liquor Will knock a bitch out, annnnd fight Comin out swingin like Tiger Woods wife Yeahhh, she could get a little hasty Chicks better cover up they chest like pasties Couple girlfriends and they ALL a little crazy Comin down the street like a parade, Macys I fill er up, balloons Test her and guns get drawn like cartoons Doh, but I aint talkin bout Homer Chicks so bad the whole crew wanna bone her, yeah My chick bad, my chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My-my chick bad , my chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours My-my-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours Yo, yo, now-now-now-now Now all these bitches wanna try and be my bestie But I take a left and leave them hangin like a testie Trash talk to em then I put em in a Hefty Runnin down the court Im dunkin on em, Lisa Leslie It-it-it-it-its goin down, basement Friday the 13th, guess whos playing Jason Tuck yourself in, you better hold onto your teddy Its Nightmare on Elm Street and guess whos playin Freddy My chick bad, chef cookin for me They say my shoe game crazy, the mental asylum lookin for me , you a rookie to me Im in that wham-bam purple Lam, damn bitch you been a fan My chick bad , my chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My-my chick bad, my chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours My-my-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours Luda, DTP And when we all alone, I might just tip her She slides down the pole, like a certified stripper When we all alone I might tip, tip her She slides down the pole, like a certified stripper When-when we all alone, I might just tip her She slides down the pole, like a certified stripper When we all alone, I might just tip her She slides down the pole, like a certified stripper, I kinda like that

Im talkin bout my brand and you talkin bout your brands The difference is a lot of MMMMMMMMMMs to your couple hundred grand Young Money! Shout out to Lil Wayne for signing a lil chick from Queens New York City Young ma, its the female Jay Im a brand accordin to what retail say Yeah my tours be sellin out on presale day Plus I got the title queen stream, press replay Testified for my nigga to the DAs face One time for this super old PA case Im still schoolin bitches like GA State And Ima still ball, call me T.D. Jakes Bars for years, niggas thought I did a bid Im draggin these hoes like Harambe did the kid Shut the club down, it was poppin then we slid I call my pussy liquor, I aint talkin bout a swig But if you thirsty, I own a sangria Shout out to Fox Brown, I dont mean Pam Grier I got a sign that say Lames cant hang here Bats eyelashes, blank stare He be like, You came?, I be like, You came? He say my ride game smoother than a Muslanne Every time they count me out I be like, You sane? Bitch I come back like Jordan in his flu game Every time I shoot it, it be all net I give him ostrich, that mean all neck Anything he need, I got on deck And go to sleep playin with his ballsack Hahahah... Aaaaah! Rrrrrr... They wanna know my recipe They know I ball like the niggas at the ES-PYs Strung out on the pussy so I call her Crystal Methanine Shorty tryna give me brain like telepathy Ayo Sinceré, get Chanel bags Got a bitch lookin like Chanel ads Chillin out in dem Beverly Hill pads I gave bitches time but they still mad Si, está loco If my bitch dont like you, yo tampoco Me Dorothy and you Toto Now put some marshmallows in my cocoa Mmm.. Tastes good... Hahah... Yo, dont ever talk about Nicki in the past-tense Unless I fly pass that ass in a fast Bent Fuck outta here you dumb bitch You know Im pretty, and Im witty, and Im dumb rich You throw shade, but I sun bitch And now you know what Ima say, you my son, bitch Yikes, yikes, yikes, yikes... Keep me rollin, Juice.. Hold on, hold on, keep me rollin Juiiiiice.. Like I aint make all these bitches want a fat ass at some point Hahahahahaaaaa Like I aint make these bitches rock pink hair at some point! Hahahahah! Rrrrr! Oh my God! Wait, God is good Lemme, lemme testify, God is good Shoutout to my fans, I love yall so much too I miss yall so much too Ooouuu! Hahaha Ooouuu! Uh! Like I aint make a lot of bitches start spitting metaphors and all of that Mm, queen back... Uh, uh, uh, uh ,uh Turn it up, turn it up in my ear, Juice Mm, okay, uh, hahahaha, uh This is only for my bad bitches, okay Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin Uh, uh, uh I fly like paper, I get high like planes If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name I got visas in my name, I got visas in my name If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name Th-this is my reign, que-queen is my name You, dutty gyal, nuh dare in my lane Watch unu mouth, wa-watch what unu say This is my game, so watch how unu play M.I.A., M.I.A., I make bitches go M.I.A M.I.A., M.I.A., I make bitches go M.I.A M.I.A., M-M-M-M.I.A., I-I-I make bitches go M.I.A M.I.A., M.I.A., I make bitches go M.I.A Rrrr Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin Im talkin bout my brand and you talkin bout your brands The difference is a lot of MMMMMMMMMMs to your couple hundred grand Mm, cmon! Kyuh

Theres three types of niggas in life Niggas that make it happen Niggas that watch it happen And niggas that dont even know what the fuck is going on Choose one... I got all these bad bitches twerkin’ Waves on swim, shit surfin’ I don’t want y’all niggas ‘round me Broke niggas make me nervous Shawty said she want that paper Pop pussy like she workin’ Damn, a nigga finally famous Rari by the Benz, I’m swervin’ Fuck rap, I might sell swag She want me ‘cause she know i got that Chanel tag She fuck me and she gone get that Chanel swag Her boyfriend like, “Where you get that Chanel bag?” 55 hundo, pop green, and I ball Like Rondo Catch me, north side, with a dime ho Turnt up, but I’m like keep calm ho I go, make a million here, million there All of my niggas, we really in here Got a bad bitch, and she straight from the hood But she look like a foreign, brazilian hair And I’m grabbin her remi I bust like a semi, yo bitch I get your girl pregnant You hatin’ all on me, you sick I ride in my hood in a Bently like it’s a Crown Vic These bitches is choosin’ You niggas is losin’ We rich Whatchu expect? Wanna fuck with a dope dealer? Or keep fuckin’ them broke niggas? And I don’t fuck with you ho niggas Rollie yellow like Homer Simpson That’s dope, nigga! I got all these dope dealers serving Cut the work up, they surgeons I dont want yall bitches round me Whack bitches make me curve em Imported rug, thats Persian One wheel up and we swervin Wetter than a lake, thats Ricki! Pop pussy like she Nicki She want me cause she see me in that Aventador Pull up on the curb so crazy, I done bent the door Bad bitch wanna borrow it, I lent it to her Make her bust that pussy open in Singapore 30 million though, Forbes list Out in Philly in a condo, boss shit Now they call me Young Oprah; Harpo In the pool rockin polo, Marco Millionaires, never do leers No, they cant see me, theyre never my peers Fruits of my labor, go get me my pears Cause youre outta your element; I am your fear So go get off my testicle, pardon my decimal, bitch! Check up my resumé, Im upper echelon rich Them bikes is out and we throwing em up like we sick My clothing line is out in them stores and Im sipping a Myx, bitch! Wanna fuck with a dope dealer? Or keep fuckin’ them broke niggas? And I don’t fuck with you ho niggas Rollie yellow like Homer Simpson That’s dope, nigga! DC, Double M Mastermind You say my name and bitch I gotta grant your wish Sticky fingers, 30 K You better drop that brick Philly brothers, sometimes they call me Ock! I pray to God, everyday I drop my top Humble man, with me and the Lord Meek Im the shit, coming down Broad Street Sal Magluta, Willy Falcon Flamboyant dough boy, talkin Al Capone From Monte Carlo to Los Muchachos My Mexicanos not talking tacos This jewelry tampered once, a nigga push that button On the corner Pac-Man Jones, these niggas don’t want nothin You wanna fuck wit a dope dealer? Or keep fuckin them broke niggas? My sneaker deal like A.I.s We drink Belaire like St. Ides Wanna fuck with a dope dealer? Or keep fuckin’ them broke niggas? And I don’t fuck with you ho niggas Rollie yellow like Homer Simpson That’s dope, nigga!

Am I just a fool? Blind and stupid for lovin you Am I just a silly girl? So young and naive to think you were... The one who came to take claim of this heart Cold-hearted, shame youll remain just a frame in the dark The people are talkin The people are sayin that you have been playin my heart Like a grand piano The people are talkin The people are sayin that you have been playin my heart Like a grand piano So play on, play on, play on Play on, play on, play on Play on, play on, play on Play on, play on Am I queen of fools? Wrapped up in lies and foolish jewels What do I see in you? Maybe Im addicted to all the things you do Cause I keep thinkin you are... The one who had came to take claim of this heart Cold-hearted, shame youll remain just a frame in the dark The people are talkin The people are sayin that you have been playin my heart Like a grand piano The people are talkin The people are sayin that you have been playin my heart Like a grand piano So play on, play on, play on Play on, play on, play on Play on, play on, play on Play on, play on

Young Money Kissing strangers Ayy, Im just trying to make my way on through the concrete jungle, who walks with me? Ayy, oh yeah, tryna find connection in two-thousand something, aint easy Woohoo, cant quit, take sips Wanna taste you Ooh, make wish, use lips Kissing strangers Ooh, na na na na na na na na Til I find someone I love Na na na na na na na na Kissing strangers Ooh, na na na na na na na na Til I find someone I trust Na na na na na na na na Kissing strangers Open heart, open mind Never know who youll find Open heart, close your eyes Kissing strangers Ooh, na na na na na na na na Til I find someone I love Na na na na na na na na Kissing strangers Aye, all misinformation open to interpretation, just keep searching Me, hyperventilating, blocking up my circulation, no waiting Woohoo, cant quit, take sips Wanna taste you Ooh , make wish , use lips Kissing strangers Ooh, na na na na na na na na Til I find someone I love Na na na na na na na na Kissing strangers Ooh, na na na na na na na na Til I find someone I trust Na na na na na na na na Kissing strangers Open heart, open mind Never know who youll find Open heart, close your eyes Kissing strangers Ooh, na na na na na na na na Til I find someone I love Na na na na na na na na Kissing strangers Yo, yo, I got a boy that I kinda like This is a kiss-kiss, tongue him down kind of night He got that mmm, mmm, hard, got that China white He got that bomb, I think Ima call him dynamite I gotta lotta sons, I could show you all the sonograms Me? I’m Jem, and these bitches is the holograms Me? I win, and these bitches just lose They ship sink, but my ship, it just cruise Anyway, I’m back, with my baby gat, gimme piggy back Drip drip, where that kitty cat, put it in his lap Sip sip on the tip tip, lick on his lip-lip I think hes tryna hit young Nick like the quick pick Na na na na na na na na Kissing strangers Ooh, na na na na na na na na Til I find someone I love Na na na na na na na na Kissing strangers Ooh, na na na na na na na na Til I find someone I trust Na na na na na na na na Kissing strangers Open heart, open mind Never know who youll find Open heart, close your eyes Kissing strangers Ooh, na na na na na na na na Til I find someone I love Na na na na na na na na Kissing strangers

Shorty, Ima only tell you this once, you the illest And for your loving, Ima die hard like Bruce Willis You got spark, you, you got spunk You, you got something all the girls want Youre like a candy store and Im a toddler You got me wanting more and m-m-more of Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love He the type to pop tags and be cockin the brim Might breeze through The Ave, might stop at the gym And he keep a do-rag, keep the wave on swim W-w-waves on swim so they hate on him Anyway, I think I met him sometime before In a different life or where I record I mean he was Adam, I think I was Eve But my vision ends with the apple on the tree S on my chest cause Im ready to save him Ready to get buck on anybody that plays him And I think I love him, I love him just like I raised him When he call me mama, lil mama, I call him baby Shorty, Ima only tell you this once, you the illest And for your loving, Ima die hard like Bruce Willis You got spark, you, you got spunk You, you got something all the girls want Youre like a candy store and Im a toddler You got me wanting more and m-m-more of Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love He the type to keep a couple hundred grand in a rubber band Just left Money Gram in the lemon Lamb Hot damn, make me scream like Summer Jam I mean that nigga must be from the motherland Anyway, I think I met him in the sky When I was a Geisha, he was a Samurai Somehow, I understood him when he spoke Thai Never spoke lies and he never broke fly S on my chest, let me get my cape on Hes so thugged out, Ghostface and Raekwon Convict just like Akon Cause you know the snitches be putting the jake on Shorty, Ima only tell you this once, you the illest And for your loving, Ima die hard like Bruce Willis You got spark, you, you got spunk You, you got something all the girls want Youre like a candy store and Im a toddler You got me wanting more and m-m-more of Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love, your love Find me in the dark Ill be in the stars Find me in your heart Im in need of your love Your love, your love Your love Baby, youre the illest Your love Your love

On the real, nigga, I’m a real nigga I run around with them real niggas Got real sons, I need a real sitter When I leave niggas, they get real bitter O-o-o-on the real, nigga, I’m a real nigga I-I-I run around with them real niggas Roll up on ya R-r-roll up on ya, roll up on ya Yo, yo E-e-eight mil on that new thing Tied up like my shoe string Ain’t fuckin wit you bitch niggas and that’s real rap, but I do sing Make room when I come by Ain’t speakin, I’m dumb high Just heard niggas got jokes, it’s a matter of time before one dies Cause them dudes out and them tools out All sixes like school’s out Niggas know if they talk slick That I’m winter fresh, they’ll get chewed out ‘Cause-cause-cause-cause them dudes out and them tools out All sixes like school’s out Niggas know if they talk slick That I’m winter fresh, they’ll get chewed out Th-th-th-this shit ain’t regular rich So they end up in a ditch I’m not a regular bitch So when niggas see me, they jump on my dick He not a regular shooter So when you see me, salute her Ain’t got a knife in my hand But I’m choppin’ it up with some niggas from Cuba On the real, nigga, I’m a real nigga I run around with them real niggas Got real sons, I need a real sitter When I leave niggas, they get real bitter O-o-o-on the real, nigga, I’m a real nigga I-I-I run around with them real niggas Roll up on ya R-r-roll up on ya, roll up on ya R-r-r-r-roll up on ya A-a-ask Jay who he married Eighty thousand in Paris Stadiums with Queen B and that selfie got em aggy These-these bitches is light-weight I-I’m always at fight-weight Wrist game is on ice skate Cause we move work through that Tri-State ‘Cause them boys out and them toys out Still bangin that noise out You could get it in the wintertime Or that May weather like Floyd’s out ‘Cause them boys out and them toys out Still bangin that noise out You-you could get it in the wintertime Or that May weather like Floyd’s out A-a-a-all of these bitches in pocket I’m ‘bout to make a deposit Tell ‘em to go ‘head and gossip As long as your house is the size of my closet Anybody I call, they picks up Even if they was gettin’ they dick sucked These niggas don’t make a mix-up Tell ‘em niggas go step they bricks up Tell ‘em niggas go step they bricks up Tell ‘em niggas go step they bricks up On the real, nigga, I’m a real nigga I run around with them real niggas Got real sons, I need a real sitter When I leave niggas, they get real bitter O-o-o-on the real, nigga, I’m a real nigga I-I-I run around with them real niggas Roll up on ya R-r-roll up on ya, roll up on ya R-r-r-r-roll up on ya When we bang, bye, pop pills, now we Shanghai When we bang, bye, pop pills, now we Shanghai When we bang, bye, p-p-p-pop pills, now we Shanghai Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai W-w-w-when we bang, bye, pop pills, now we Shanghai, kyuh W-w-w-when we bang, bye, pop pills, now we Shanghai, kyuh

I fell back, I had a baby, you know I did the mother thing, I did the wife thing All that, yeah But I think its quite clear now Yous need the bad guy Ayo, Im the one who run the city where they armed and vicious Accusations on them blogs and they all fictitious I done been through realest blocks, pushed the hardest sixes Keep a couple killers that dont care how far them licks is, look Bitches act like they want action Heard they want action Bitch, we aint duckin no action Im bout to give them that traction, send a distraction Then Ima line em like fractions Took a brеak, I let em live, look at all еm eatin But these bitches gon be mad once I call this meetin Cause they gotta move around once the queen is queenin Bout to put out all this crack cause my fiends is feenin, uh I put these bitches on game, they should be kissin my feet I tried to give em some press, they tried to say it was beef Its Nicki M, such a little gem Bitches wanna be around me, but I do not fuck with them All these diamonds on me flooded, I hope nobody gets stuck If I pull out the Ferrari, then my shooters in the truck I could still go to my hood, they know my body is good Two million dollars to party in Saudi Arabian clubs Poppin them things to go up and smokin Los Angeles bud These bitches bitin like Joe, shout out to Kamala though Its them weak bars thinkin that she dissin for me I graded your homework, bitch, its incomplete If you was tryna be my son, then mission complete Im the final level bitch they on a mission to beat Its like COVID when the goat is on the track, the whole game stop But I aint playin with these bitches, this aint GameStop If Barbie in the buildin, then she with a gangsta He aint gon hesitate if I tell him to shank sumn Just put a beauty parlor in my guest house You mean the pink Lamborghini? Thats at the next house Fuck him so good, I got him walkin with his chest out I wish these bitches wanted more talent and less clout I-I fall back, and just give them some space Cause when you already won, what the fuck is a race? Look at them fuckin for raps, oh, what a disgrace I put that on A-rod, none of you bitches is safe Make his dick get hard soon as I brush up, but we tryna be subtle Whole city go up when the bitch touch down like them niggas in a huddle Sex game still cold, its on igloo Head game slicker than little miss Gorilla Glue He tryna eat it up, I said, Come and get it, boo While I count a mill, jigga what? Jigga who?

I came out lookin to party, and now Im ownin that building You bitches cant get my spot until I start raisin some children These bitches all in they feelings, cant fuck with Nicki, they know it They know that Nicki a poet, pop me a bottle of Moët They said I couldnt, but I did it though Tell em I still got that hourglass figure though Cant stop me, dont watch me You better just watch your nigga, ho, Im in that big boy I am in beast mode, respect the G-code Bitches aint got drive, these bitches will get repod I am a monster, this is ambition This the type of car, that you keep a bad bitch in Not that I dont got good vision, but I dont see competition They want me to come and help them, but I am not a magician Im on them fo-fours, Im tippin, you better move out my way I am not here to play, Pinkprint cant be delayed Cause I win again, cause I win again And I win again, and I win again And I win again, and I win again And I win again, yeah I win again Cant tell me nothin about it, your opinion is invalid Go against me, then you made a mistake Yo, yo, cause I came out 09, when promoters brought Wayne out Lewinsky, like I couldnt get the stain out I been bad, like cuttin school and stayin out I been hotter than, vacationin and layin out I sat back and watched how it was playin out They diss me, but runnin and took the same route Uhn, but no, they not Nicki Wrist on ice and yes my wrist bricky If I leave, the game will miss Nicki Not a website but get money, this is fifty Pop bottles with my bitches and get pissy This shit aint got no more integrity Dont write they raps, and plus they flow shitty Dont make me expose you bitch, Im too busy Hopped on the Bridge-y, New York City Nicki still the queen, niggas all ready Hopped on the Bridge-y, New York City Nicki still the queen, niggas all ready Soon as I came in, I told them that I would become the greatest Muhammad Ali of these bitches, and that cant be debated I never chickend out, skated, I know they mad that I made All this money I made, all my bitches is laced Cause I win again, cause I win again And I win again, and I win again And I win again, and I win again And I win again, yeah I win again Cant tell me nothin about it, your opinion is invalid Go against me, then you made a mistake So good, so real, so good, yeah Ima win again Ima win again, yeah Im Meryl Streep to all these bitches, they cant do what I do Sometimes I just look in the mirror and I be like, Why you? Yeah, I know that they mad But Ima shit on my critics some more I am, I am I am still gonna do, what he sent me to do Thats kill, kill, everything in, everything in my way Thats kill, kill, everything in, everything in my way Thats kill, kill, everything in, everything in my way They know I am a champion All champions do Its all champions do

Mmm Mmm Mmm Remember that time I showed up with just panties under my coat? High heels, they was knee high, and my legs was grippin that throat You told me this and I quote, cause we popped pills and you smoked You said, Your stuff got me strung out, its like doin lines of some coke You always say its the best that you ever had in your life And you always play with it good when we be speedin off in that Wraith Just keep coppin them things that you be coppin me on the eighth You the president and Im Biden, just slide in cause you safe, nigga, third base I only call you when its half past five The only time that Ill be by your side I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When Im fucked up, thats the real me When Im fucked up, thats the real me, yeah I only call you when its half past five The only time Id ever call you mine I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When Im fucked up, thats the real me When Im fucked up, thats the real me, babe Ima let you know and keep it simple Tryna keep it up dont seem so simple I just fucked two bitches fore I saw you And you gon have to do it at my tempo Always tryna send me off to rehab Drugs started feelin like its decaf Im just tryna live life for the moment And all these motherfuckers want a relapse I only call you when its half past five The only time that Ill be by your side I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When Im fucked up, thats the real me When Im fucked up, thats the real me, yeah I only call you when its half past five The only time Id ever call you mine I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When Im fucked up, thats the real me When Im fucked up, thats the real me, babe Hills have eyes, the hills have eyes Who are you to judge, who are you to judge? Hide your lies, girl, hide your lies Only you to trust, only you I only call you when its half past five The only time that Ill be by your side I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When Im fucked up, thats the real me When Im fucked up, thats the real me, yeah I only call you when its half past five The only time Id ever call you mine I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When Im fucked up, thats the real me When Im fucked up, thats the real me, babe Ewedihalehu Yene konjo, ewedihalehu Yene fikir, fikir, fikir, fikir Yene fikir, fikir, fikir, fikir

Its the motherfuckin queen NBA YoungBoy, lets go Oh-oh, mmm, rrr Cant do buying all the bottles, that you cant do Posed to be shining, but she notice that my chain do Late night sex, I wanna see what that mouth do Yeah, bounce that ass, do it how your mama taught you Real made nigga from the trenches, do no pimpin I got seven figures bouncin in the car, it look like switches, uh Lets have a drink out, after that, we can leave out I leave the club, drivin fast, baby, what that speed bout? If you keep it real, say your needs, Ill pay the cost Tеn thousand for her to go shopping, aint nothin to worry bout If its a problem, get it poppin, blow thе curb out I spend the whole day wit you, layin in the loft Not one, not two Girl, you, I wanna see you take it off Yeah, Im everything you heard bout Tryna see what your world bout, word of mouth Cant do buying all the bottles, that you cant do Posed to be shining, but she notice that my chain do Late night sex, I wanna see what that mouth do Yeah, bounce that ass, do it how your mama taught you Real made nigga from the trenches, do no pimpin I got seven figures bouncin in the car, it look like switches, uh Lets have a drink out, after that, we can leave out I leave the club, drivin fast, baby, what that speed bout? Ayo, throw that bag, Im a bad lil bitch, nigga Got every ex nigga mad and they big bitter Diamonds on the chain, blingin off my tits, nigga I hit his phone, he gon curve her like a pitch, nigga Word to me, pussy good, so he been hooked If he got seen out with me, its a big look Word to Pop, body smokin like a big blunt Some big dick only thing that a bitch want Left the lot with a big body, thick thot All my niggas in the spot, you could get got This that .40 vaccine, you could get shot Since you wanna be stuntin like a big shot This that pretty little joint from the southside Fuck a quarantine, all my niggas outside If Im sittin on your face, keep your mouth wide Nigga, go hard, but be gentle with my chocha Cant do buying all the bottles, that you cant do Posed to be shining, but she notice that my chain do Late night sex, I want see what that mouth do Yeah, bounce that ass, do it how your mama taught you Real made nigga from the trenches, do no pimpin I got seven figures bouncin in the car, it look like switches, uh Lets have a drink out, after that, we can leave out I leave the club, drivin fast, baby, what that speed bout? Skrrt, vroom, she tell me Face it, I face it I say This metal that you ridin, please cherish, dont break it You wanna be my girl? Be real, you get put in that placement Im in here with my boy Mike WiLL I meant to say thats who made it Uh, ooh, came through swervin through In a brand new coupe, with some Forgiato shoes Real nigga, Blues Clues If you sleep on that money, then you lose I dont snooze, you a fool, Im the truth Cant do buying all the bottles, that you cant do Posed to be shining, but she notice that my chain do Late night sex, I want see what that mouth do Yeah, bounce that ass, do it how your mama taught you Real made nigga from the trenches, do no pimpin I got seven figures bouncin in the car, it look like switches, uh Lets have a drink out, after that, we can leave out I leave the club, drivin fast, baby, what that speed bout?

Woah, Woah Niggas tryna clone me tryna make another me I heard they called for the queen Niggas tryna clone and tryna make another me Woah, Woah Uh, Young Money Niggas tryna clone and tryna make another me My baby momma bitching, but she still be fucking me You blowing up her phone and she steady sucking me Woah, woah, you a sucker, sucker I got her bent over, finna fuck her, fuck her Them boys police them niggas undercover Lil bitch that pussy so dry you finna break the rubber I done took a nigga life and Ill take another Young nigga pull up gon spaz Young nigga got that bag Young nigga run the jazz Nigga we aint goin out sad Yall niggas goin out bad Yall niggas hang around feds Yall niggas make a nigga laugh Yall niggas make a nigga laugh Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Offset We can not throw in the towel Niggasll gun you down You better moo like a cow Niggasll shoot up the crowd Dressed in all black like a trial These niggas will run in your house Fucking a thot in her mouth I Dolce & Gabbana my couch Big ballin shit, rap game what we talkin bout Bitch sucking dick for the fame, get the fuck out Got me a Perc Sip me some syrup Im tripping the fuck out Send me the skkrt Send in a merc and he get knocked out Shawty so bad Shawty so sad, she sleep on the sofa I didnt even ask I just wanna smash so bitch bending over I pray I dont crash Im sippin on Act so bitch I cant focus I cut em off fast I go get the bad then go by the ocean Hit your hoe from the blindside I got it on me, Im fine you dine Eat the dick, she wine and dine I fuck her she whine and crying But when it get live, you niggas aint down to ride Your niggas bout it? Doubt it My niggas turn to Michael Myers Young nigga pull up gon spaz Young nigga got that bag Young nigga runnin that jazz Nigga we aint goin out sad Yall niggas goin out bad Yall nigga hang around feds Yall niggas make a nigga laugh Yall niggas make a nigga laugh Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Yo, Lil’ bitch I heard these labels tryna make another me Everything you getting little hoe is cause of me I heard I’m stopping bags, word to Shaggy it wasn’t me These bitches is my sons, but they daddy ain’t bust in me I’m a white picket fence bitch, you a on the bench bitch See me in the gym now these bitches wanna go bench press I ain’t fucking with you sis, we ain’t with the incest Yes, I am the Queen, I’m still trying to find the princess They know my name ring bells so they still press Say the Queen name you can get some ill press That went right over your head, you should feel blessed Must’ve used a lot of starch cause they still pressed Bitches is finito, I call my car Rico Cause it’s Paid In Full, baby my car don’t get repo’d London got that heat though, my jet land at Heathrow If I had a dick, I would make all you bitches deep throat Young nigga pull up gon spaz Young nigga got that bag Uh, yeah, yeah Young nigga run the jazz Nigga we aint goin out sad Yall niggas goin out bad Who? bad, hahaha Yall nigga hang around feds Yall niggas make a nigga laugh Yall niggas make a nigga laugh Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Nigga we aint throwing no flags Bitch we aint throwing no flags Bitch we aint throwing no flags Bitch we aint throwing no flags Bitch we aint throwing no flags

Patty, I see you too This what yall be wanting? This what they waiting for? Okay, haha, rrrr Neck tat say “Onika” I got more slaps than Aretha When you lose the Queen, niggas friendly, dawg It was just back to back like Wembley, dawg Now you all the way back up in the Bentley, dawg I turn lemons into lemonade simply, dawg Old boy and my brother tried to end me, dawg I heard they looking for the old me A couple of you niggas still owe me You asked for the G.O.A.T. so they sent me, sleeze Tryna lay low, dont tempt me, sleeze Thirty in the clip will be empty, sleeze You bitches still my sons, learn your As and Bs Leave the hate train in the station please I was in the court, no Jays and Beys Made her change her mind in the judge chamber, sleeze The MACs on the line, I aint talking bout the PC Im the biggest fish in the pan, Ill do you greasy All he gotta do is call, Im in my T-shirt and my drawers Face down, ass up, Im already on all fours Suck his dick through his shorts Then I ride him like a whore I mean a horse, Im a boss Yeah, I got the juice and Im takin him on a tour Imitating Nicki while your ghostwriter dissin me Leave for two weeks, I got all of my babies missin me Never gon fall, never not gon ball And I keep my nigga bustin like a draco He always come back, Big Draco Still going bad on you stank hoes Uh, haha mmm Ahahaha, ahahaha! O-kaaaaaay They wanted the old Nicki They wanted the old Onika, so I had to, uh, get back in my bag I might drop a freestyle every, um, week til the thing-thing come The label hit me said they want the fifth thing-thing, I got in the studio, I did the fifth thing-thing And then they say You know, its time to drop your single I said Noooo You know radio already tried to blackball a bitch Its all good cause when you a legend, when you legendary You shine no matter what They get compared to me no matter what They asked for the GOAT so I came through, bitch But look, on some real shit, Im bout to go on tour with, um, Juice WRLD In Europe, shout-out to my fans in Europe Uhm, Im fucking three to four times a day, Im feeling real good Im rehearsing for the tour You know Im sayin, pussy feelin real good right now Pussy like bald, like really bald right now Like, because, I just be keepin that shit so bald and so That shit be so wet so, oh my, you know what? Ayo, shout-out to my bad bitches, though All my bad bitches know All my bad bitches know whats good I got you though South side Jamaica Queens South side Jamaica Queens, nigga Heavy on it, sleeze Hahahahaha! But you know what? Whenever I do something they say Im the angry black woman Im just playing around and having some fun Zamn Zaddy, eoooow!

I did it for everybody out here on their own I did it for the ones who walk a mile in them cages And never tell me no Come get me when I fall, and tell me when Im wrong But you should know I bought em I changed it, I changed it They say that shit the same, it aint the same, though I changed it, I changed it Oh my god, I changed it Oh my god, they on the same shit Oh my god, I changed it Oh my god, they still on the same shit You cant say nothin, you cant say nothin You end up everywhere you say you wasnt Is that your boyfriend? Why you say thats your cousin? I dont do handshakes, that shit disgusts me The big 3 on the court, bitch at them bleachers I dont wanna have to break bad like it screeches A bitch out in Atlanta eating them peaches A bitch got more bars than where Big Meech is No, you cant bone it, nigga, aint no Lisa here She gon dread dissin Nicki like Lisa hair I buy, lil nigga, aint no leaser here The bitch gambled her career, now its gon be severe I just be watchin bitches pitfalls Stopped doin pills, but bitch dem withdrawals I am in my mansion rockin pink drawers I leveled up, bitch, I switched flows MJ to the teens, I am Billie Jean and the bitch is my son Im doin it for fun, I am the first number, tell them bitches I won This hoe gettin slick, so I put on gym shoes and extended my run MJ, game 6, Jackson, Tyson Quiet dawg, my phone changed up Im icin out my Barbie chains up And when I come, get your change cup These bum bitches never change up Oh my god, I changed Oh my god, they still on the same Oh my god, I changed Oh my god, they still on the same You cant say nothin, you cant say nothin You end up everywhere you say you wasnt Is that your boyfriend? Why you say thats your cousin? I dont do handshakes, that shit disgusts me No more CMB shit, I changed it Young Money shit, Mula Gang shit Different hoes doing the same shit Poppin pills, we dont know where the pain went Lit like high beams, sippin on my lean Rippin off my wings, knife out my spleen Yeah, Carter time, I put bling on for the time She changed her ringtone to one of mine, I changed 23s to 45s Lil Tune like autotune, I get in her throat and she harmonize She get the D and ooh la la la, and when she leave, I kumbaya I whip it up with the left hand, I dont fuck with the yes man I get younger by the second, I dont rust like Def Jam Its a must I expand, and flex on my ex-team Have sex on my jet ski, text my chef, told em Lets beef Changing girls, change is fine She dont like girls, change her mind Change the world, change my line Never ever change my slimes Changing looks, changing lies, changing skies, changing lanes Me, Minaj, and Champagne changed the game And yall chump change Im just sayin Quiet dawg, my phone changed up Im icin out my Barbie chains up And when I come, get your change cup These bum bitches never change up Oh my god, I changed Oh my god, they on the same Oh my god, I changed Oh my god, they still on the same You cant say nothin, you cant say nothin You end up everywhere you say you wasnt Is that your boyfriend? Why you say thats your cousin? I dont do handshakes, that shit disgusts me Oh my god, I changed Oh my god, they on the same Oh my god, I changed Oh my god, they still on the same You cant say nothin, you cant say nothin You end up everywhere you say you wasnt Is that your boyfriend? Why you say thats your cousin? I dont do handshakes, that shit disgusts me Mula, Mula Gang Mula, Mula Gang Mula Gang, Gang, Gang That your boyfriend? That shit disgusts me

Plenty more for you, boy We in the funky four-door, no floor Hit me on the celly, watching Belly Gods son, I can see they study Makaveli Peanut butter Benz, got em jelly at the deli If you feelin like a ninja, I got a machete Hell yeah, them girls bad, but Im fuckin heavy Ima fuck around and have em lookin like spaghetti I say some shit, he be like, Yo, you so legendary But he can tell just by my face, he aint gettin any, kyuh Plenty more for you, boy We in the funky four-door, no floor He was serving that raw, oh, boy She was making that noise, oh, boy Plenty more for you, boy We in the funky four-door, no floor He was serving that raw, oh, boy She was making that noise, oh, boy Meet me at the Rucker, take the Bruckner Its just me and Young Yucka, takin suckers For they money and they whips, puttin kitten on lips Dividin them dividends, get the money and dip Keys to the niggas safe, put it under my tits He got kis of that raw, it could fit in the six Got a UPS connect, so we good on them trips Automatic bottle service so we good in them VIPs, nigga Plenty more for you, boy We in the funky four-door, no floor He was serving that raw, oh, boy She was making that noise, oh, boy Plenty more for you, boy We in the funky four-door, no floor He was serving that raw, oh, boy She was making that noise, oh, boy These civilians What up, nigga? Excuse my millions I-I-Im in the V like a widows peak Its just me and my Rolls Royce pillow seats Why they starin at me? I brung McLaren with me Yo, matter of fact, I think Ima bring Donna Karan with me And you my son, Iont know, its just the parent in me I am the best, I am the queen, its so apparent in me Im in Hollywood with Shia Labeouf Most of you rappers aint eatin, that diet is rough You want some hot shit? Send that wire to us Ill make em change they name to Diddy, retire the puff Im gettin actin money You niggas is Kevin Hart, yall be actin funny Ima a keep a linebacker, tell em tackle for me Yo, you seen my last pic, go double-tap that for me Cock back Red octagon, stop that Plenty more for you, boy We in the funky four-door, no floor He was serving that raw, oh, boy She was making that noise, oh, boy Plenty more for you, boy We in the funky four-door, no floor He was serving that raw, oh, boy She was making that noise, oh, boy

Its so on point, like its so musically correct, I dont wanna clash Like Im tryna just put like Thats what Im sayin SethInTheKitchen Turn up Im tryna stay up off my iPhone Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo That bitch drive me crazy , she gon make me psycho Everything I been through , its something only I know Ayy, Im tryna stay up off my iPhone Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo That bitch drive me crazy , she gon make me psycho Everything I been through , its something only I know Ayy, Im a legend just like Michael My bitch is ungrateful, so Im out with my side ho She gon treat me different, I should make her my ho She dont need no surgery, she dont got no lipo But she got that ass, though, told her how to throw it right She treat me like a motorcycle, ride me like a motorbike, vroom I just took off, check the speed I just made 100K off a show I just made 50K off of weed You know I like to play with your ho I choke her and pull out her weave I told her Bae, I gotta go She beggin me Stay over, please I gotta leave, boo I dont wanna mislead you I just wanna please you She looked and said Me too So I let her ride out She like how we vibe out But if you blow my phone up , Ima put you in timeout Cause Im— Im tryna stay up off my iPhone Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo That bitch drive me crazy , she gon make me psycho Everything I been through , its something only I know Ayy, Im tryna stay up off my iPhone Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo That bitch drive me crazy , she gon make me psycho Everything I been through , its something only I know Im bout to tell my dude I love him, then Im gonna dub him Cause to be honest I put my side nigga above him Tell him that I know that he creepin with that ho Thats why Im fuckin that nigga that I be callin my bro Middle finger, fuck a-you Who the fuck is you? This L is for you, Ima take a W Fuck on the dick, then I fuck up a check He say he want a kiss, but I give him a peck I said Call me Aretha, I want my respect When you niggas get stupid, its plenty on deck Aint about to be sittin home cryin for you Better get one in pink if you buy it in blue All these niggas is lined up eyein the coupe Because takin your spot what they dyin to do Ayo, open the door, give me my clothes Throw me the keys, cause Im taking the Rolls Get any closer, we comin to blows You get the picture, aint talkin a pose I mean, who doin it, doin it? Like we doin it, doin it? Why you ruin it, ruin it? Here we go How you aint know a Queen from a rat? She saw that cheese, now you bout to get trapped How you aint know a Queen from a rat? Ireland, you gon be doublin back Im tryna stay up off my iPhone Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo That bitch drive me crazy, she gon make me psycho Everything I been through , its something only I know Ayy, Im tryna stay up off my iPhone Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo That bitch drive me crazy, she gon make me psycho Everything I been through, its something only I know Aint no typo, aint no Michael Aint a psycho, fuck your iPhone Fuck your iPhone

Mustard on the beat, ho! Tryna get up in my head, now thats a headache I just wanna fuck, I make the bed shake She wanna spend some time, now thats a Rollie Shawty ride the dick, just like its stolen Met her at the Westin with her bestie Kissin, they were sweatin, doin lip things Had to get up in that lil thang, yeah that lil thang Let her rock the mic, yeah, no lipsync They say that its last call, so lets ball Tryna have that ass thrown on that pole Throw it back like retro, like its retro Baby, baby, lets go, girl lets go We take it to my room, yeah Aint no need to talk When that ass on me and the lights off Baby, I know what to do with it Give her what she want Now she wanna fuck a nigga all the time Oh baby, dont hurt me, hurt me, hurt me You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy Want lovin if you let me, let me, let me Dont hurt me, hurt me, hurt me You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy Want lovin if you let me, let me, let me Tryna get up in my head, now thats a headache I just wanna fuck, and get my cake ate You wanna spend some time, thats a Rollie Ima ride his D, like its stolen I met him in the Hills out in LA Took me for a cruise, yeah, Penelope Had to sit up on that big thang, that big thang Super duper freak, yeah, like Rick James They say that its last call, for that bar Tryna get that peach Myx Moscato Make it clap like when the home team score Baby dont you hurt me like before Take you to my room, yeah Aint no need to talk When this thing in your mouth, down South Baby, you know what to do with it Gave him what he want Now he wanna hit your girl all the time Oh baby, dont hurt me, hurt me, hurt me You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy Want lovin if you let me, let me, let me Dont hurt me, hurt me, hurt me You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy Want lovin if you let me, let me, let me All these bitches beggin me to pass the baton All these bitches tryna fit my crown and my wand Bitches still my sons, get your sonogram on Just a nick of time I did the cover of TIME Gettin a million dollars just to stand there and rhyme Even if you was Curry, bitch, theres still a LeBron But lets face it, Im Curry, with rings like LeBron Added my rings up, thats Mike Jordan I told bitches when I switched my flow four times Id be damned if a bitch nigga eat off mine All this cake make a broke nigga beat off, huh? Im just lookin for a man, fuck a B-O-Y Dont hurt me, hurt me, hurt me You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy Want lovin if you let me, let me, let me Dont hurt me, hurt me, hurt me You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy Want lovin if you let me, let me, let me

Tunechi Barbie Young Money I been smokin gas, killin bitches Man, I feel just like a gang-star Cover up my face like a ninja In this Alexander Wang scarf Ima drop a bag, they gon pull up And then they gon let them things off I aint switchin up my hairstyle But my niggas let it bang off Percocets and Addies, lookin for a fuck I could give All these hatin bitches plottin, why they cant let me live? Me and Weezy in LIV When my album drop these bitches is gon cry in the car All your yes-men out here lyin, had you dyin to spar You was tryin too hard Im out here livin though, I am out here livin though Me and Tunechi winnin though Slimes out here twinnin though I am on my pivot though, I am just so pivotal Bands, I go get it though, Weezy on his pedestal A lot of gang shit, a whole lot of gang shit All these plaques is pilin up, its nowhere to hang shit These bitches pussy though Pushed them out my pussy though Niggas want my cookie though Cause it taste like cookie dough Smoke, I got a free pack; flow sick, get a Z-pak Niggas dont mean my race when they say She blacked I am the Queen , Im everything she lacks Bitch get on your kneecap, I dont mean C. Kaep Ill get you checked, pussy; Ill get you a free pap You bitches dont ball out, you get your QB sacked Im OBJ, hoes; break records like ankles Ive been that bitch since ice cream with the sprinkles Tell em carry on, they gon miss me when Im gone Im gone Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I just fucked like five hoes in my mansion Got em feelin like they five star, yeah Your hoes throwin fits, my bitches patient Man, I feel just like a doctor, yeah Pop some X with my exotic dancer She start cryin and said her job hard, yeah Switch her whip out, put her in a Mercedes Now she screamin Rest In Peace to Honda Cocaine on her navel, lick it so my tongue can go HAM Put my face up in her pussy and my thumb in her ass Make her do the jumpman, ayy I put her face down in the pillow, bout to smother her ass A fly yellow bone to me, I told her to come get a tan Now she butter pecan Oh, I got a Draco in the sofa, an Eggo in the toaster A cradle in the chocha, the yayo doing yoga And I wake up, smell the Folgers, I dont know how I woke up Cause I was in a coma, but now Im in the moment Wearing high socks on the front porch Two cups with the mud flowin The plug aint charge me nothin for it I cried tears of fuckin joy LVs on my luggage, boy Dont ask me where Im fuckin goin I pull up with my skaters Make em beat you with their fuckin boards Sharp shooters like pool sharks Shoot you down in the Walmart Shoot you down in the parkin lot Shoot you down in the food court Hit your crib in the Steamboat Then disappear on the speedboat Act a jackass like Steve-O Then disappear like Neo Leave a red flag on your screen door Leave a red flag around your queens throat Leave a blood stain on your mink floor Like a red stain on clean snow That money gang, 500 gang on that money train And we walkin around with bloody fangs Playin hunger games; mmm-yummy, man And we storm the block, lightning and thunder came When my youngest came, thats your mothers name Hit the address, knockin down picture frames and other things Throwin up Eastside like stomach pains Sugarcane get took to Spain, a kilo fell and it shook the plane A nigga screamed, the hoes wouldnt complain I brought the AK with the knife, so the butcher came And the Nina came, and her sister came And whats her name, it’ll go Buka Bang You dont even know where to put the blame, thats cold I just fucked like five hoes in my mansion Got em feelin like they five star Your hoes throwin fits, my bitches patient Man, I feel just like a doctor Pop some X with my exotic dancer She start cryin and said her job hard Switch her whip out, put her in a Mercedes Now she screamin Rest in Peace to Honda Switch her whip out put her in a Mercedes Now she screamin Rest in Peace to Mazda Put her ass up in a dumb Mercedes Now she screamin Rest in Peace to Smart Car Switch her, put her in Mercedes Now she screamin Rest in Peace to Kia Switch her whip out put her in a Mercedes Now she screamin Rest in Peace to Uber Thats some sick shit

Uh-huh, yeah Ah-yeah, yeah I was wrong and you were right If I was yours and you were mine But it was all good You were gone and I was back And I was good and you were bad But it was all good Cause Im an addict, Im your patient Your lips are the medication Come here baby, yeah, you know just what I want You got that Bom bidi bom bom bom bom bom Bom bidi bom bom You give me bad bad love But I love it baby Love me all night long If you want baby, like Bom bidi bom bom bom bom bom Bom bidi bom bom bom Cause youre a bad bad girl But I love it baby Love me all night long If you want baby, yeah Bom bodi bom bode bode bom bom Bom bodi bom bode bode bom bom Bom bodi bom bode bode bom bom Bom bodi bom bode bode bom bom You played the front, I played it back You be the first, I be the last I call it good love, yeah Every kiss and every touch Its like a hit, it aint enough I call it good love Cause Im an addict, Im your patient Your lips are the medication Come here baby, yeah, you know just what I want You got that Bom bidi bom bom bom bom bom Bom bidi bom bom You give me bad bad love But I love it baby Love me all night long If you want baby, like Bom bidi bom bom bom bom bom Bom bidi bom bom bom Cause youre a bad bad girl But I love it baby Love me all night long If you want baby, yeah Bom bodi bom bode bode bom bom Bom bodi bom bode bode bom bom Bom bodi bom bode bode bom bom Yo, b-d-b-b-bye, b-d-b-b-bye He said, if he cant hit my bullseye, hed rather die He put it on me better than any other guy He said he need a bad bitch with an alibi Yo, give me the muny, the yen and the pesos Sext me on the beach in Turks and Caicos I give him that work, that twerk that slay hoes Sippin Grey Goose, and pushin that grey ghost Uh, assume the position when you see a bad one The D so good, he just got a And 1 Im about to blow, and I aint talking Samsung Im about to show him what I do with that tongue Bom bidi bom bom bom bom bom Bom bidi bom bom You give me bad bad love But I love it baby Love me all night long If you want baby, like Bom bidi bom bom bom bom bom Bom bidi bom bom bom Cause youre a bad bad girl But I love it baby Love me all night long If you want baby, yeah Bom bodi bom bode bode bom bom Bom bodi bom bode bode bom bom Bom bodi bom bode bode bom bom B-d-b-b-bye, b-d-b-b-bye Yo, yo, he tryna bless me like his rabbi-bi B-d-b-b-bye

Whole lotta gang shit Beatzz Oh, uh, ugh, ayo, Chun, uh, ayo, Chun We back on that Coco shit, nigga, number one, uh Whole lotta gang shit Haha, every bitch bloodclaat, girl Oh, ayo, uh, Brooklyn! Kick for my stomach, lets go! Yo, llevame a la coco, yeah a la a coco Ellos quieren coco, y yo tampoco Never trust a broke hoe, don’t fuck with po-po Numero uno, me llama Yoko Pull up in them thing things and let them things fling Niggas know my name ring, and it go ding-ding If I get a inkling, the thingll sing-sing Aint talkin’ bout the singer, the thingll sting-sting Ayo, if Im in the Gurkha, then they in the back of it If I tell em eat food, then they make a snack of it If they take your cocaine, then they making crack of it If they yap your gold chain, then they make a plaque of it No, we never lack on it, run up with the MAC on it Put a couple racks on it, they gon put the whack on it She got the Nicki bundles, word to Stack on it Thats word to Brooknam, thats word to Bucktown That’s word to Harlem World, shout out to uptown You know I shine on ’em, I spray sheen on em That’s word to Southside, Jamaica, Queens on em Im mad Queens on em, runn mad schemes on ’em I never scale back, the triple beams on em My ice gleams on em, Wu-Tang creams on em I pull up on the block bumpin Biggie Dreams on em Hunnit degrees on em, but I freeze on em A light breeze on em, I might breeze on em Might do it like its Christmas and light trees on em I see the copycats bitin my steez on em Yo, llevame a la coco, yeah a la a coco Ellos quieren coco, y yo tampoco Never trust a broke hoe, dont fuck with po-po Numero uno, me llama Yoko Pull up in them thing things and let them things fling Niggas know my name ring, and it go ding-ding If I get a inkling, the thingll sing-sing Aint talkin bout the singer, the thingll sting-sting Gimme some bloodclaat, gunshot Brooklyn, where the fuck we at? Flatbush, Bed-Stuy Thats my word to Big, Ima murder them rasclaats All black Chloe straps, gally Ima skully to the back Fuck my ratchet at? Come make me dutty that Puss dem I chat bout, back like I never left Man down when I come round, all yall bitches bow down King Fox, King Kong, back on my Chun-Li, nigga Valentino bling thong, all yall bitches duck me, fuck Nick, come fuck it up, bad gyal a back it up Coco pon my foot dem, Cs pon my likkle pretty red bow See dem buss one for baby, see dem, chugh! Pussy whine chime, ay, ay, ay, ay The bloodclaat this, the Moet let me die Them bitches in them bum-ass Louis thigh highs Im on my clip, blue jeep, Van Herpen day-days Gun slingers, let me see yall gun fingers Yall bitches dick riders Little Nickis, little Ingas, woah! Yo, llevame a la coco, yeah a la a coco Ellos quieren coco, y yo tampoco Never trust a broke hoe, dont fuck with po-po Numero uno, me llama Yoko Pull up in them thing things and let them things fling Niggas know my name ring, and it go ding-ding If I get a inkling, the thingll sing-sing Aint talkin bout the singer, the thingll sting-sting Foxy plus one, its me, young Chun And we ah-guh fuck up the place and done So tell em run, come and bring a lump sum Ayo Fox, they dont make us or break us, word to young guns Put your hands up Illest to ever do it, tell em Fe recognize Unuh Kartel, dem fi free up Vybz? They call me Ms. Bitch, but I dont miss, bitch Got real shooters, better D up, guys Who me? Im physically fine Who she? Inside we know she dyin Bitch aint see Billboard in 2017 Had to drop Queen on em like a guillotine All these jealous bitches on the jelly team Keepin it a hundred, thats a jelly bean Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh

Dont mind me baby, heh We takin over summer Young gettin it, haha Lets take it home, champ Shawty got a big ole butt, oh yeeeeeeah Shawty got a big ole butt, oh yeeeeeeah Wooooooo, uh Clappers to the front, front, front, front Clappers to the front, front, front, front Shawty got a big ol butt Oh, yeah Ayy, Wale, whoo Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool, I put the city on Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool, then I put my niggas on Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool, I aint gotta say too much Its fan participation keeping rainy in the stadium Ooooh, rap fool, see that from a block away I aint pessimistic but I dropped a couple not today Ooooh, bet she call you not today I told em all my lot is out I know the dame like Skylar team Ooooh, I wonder if she shot up I just know her favorite song is Started from the Bottom And I aint hating, mama, fact I wanna take your number Said you save yo bread from Magic something happened then went voila Shawty got a big ole butt, oh yeeeeeeah Shawty got a big ole butt, oh yeeeeeeah Clappers to the front, front, front, front Clappers to the front, front, front, front Shawty got a big ol butt Oh Yeah!!! Shawty, come shake that ass for me Let a trippy nigga see what you working with Can you clap that ass, do a handstand, girl Make your booty wiggle, do a perfect split She got the fattest ass, she got the perfect tits I wanna get some head, come on work your lips Im high in the clouds, Im not coming down Im so turned up, I cant find the ground Sippin syrup by the gallon, smokin kush by the pound Make it flood with the ones, broke bitch might drown Juicy got chips like Frito-Lay And Im fucking these chicks out of D.O.A Im so dopeboy fresh that you think that Im selling blow Take your chick to VIP and get her pregnant in her throat Shawty bust it open for me, I might throw this cash Shawty throw that ass like a Hail Mary pass Im fucking me a new chick every night Make that ass clap, I dont care about that cellulite, uh Shawty got a big ole butt, oh yeeeeeeah Shawty got a big ole butt, oh yeeeeeeah Clappers to the front, front, front, front Clappers to the front, front, front, front Shawty got a big ol butt Oh yeah Clappers to the front, got a backwood full of skunk Got a white boy with the funnel gentrifying, thats whats up! Look, clappers to the front, all you niggas got the skumps Now she finna bust it loose, screaming rest in peace to Chuck Its that DMV, we up at KOD And I can CC you these CCs But dont be OC Shout out to that cellulite Got a real bad bitch that will sell you white Got another bad bitch that will sex you right Got a couple hoodrats on Section 8 Make a nigga cum, don’t procrastinate Ass on 5-0, come crack the case Got ass for days, come activate This ass on fire, evacuate Throw that ass in the air, evaporate Where your money? Let a bitch evaluate If you bout big money, elaborate Ima shake this ass ‘till I graduate, nigga Shawty got a big ole butt, oh yeeeeeeah Shawty got a big ole butt, oh yeeeeeeah Clappers to the front, front, front, front Clappers to the front, front, front, front Shawty got a big ol butt Oh yeah Uh, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Yeah, yeah, uh, bounce, bounce, look, look Sayin rest in peace to Chuck, uh, yeah Sayin rest in peace to Chuck, yeah uh-huh Sayin rest in peace to Chuck, yeah, yeah And in that city Im the one, lets go, Scotty E. Sreet, D. Sreet, Rosedale, Sursum Corda, Paradise, Carver Terrace, 1-5, Parkland, Garfield, Palmer Park, 2-5, Kentland, Benning Park, Simple City Simple City

Bang, my shit bang, it bang-bang Bang, my shit bang, it bang-bang Yo, I guess I went commercial, just shot a commercial When I flew to the set, though, I ain’t fly commercial And the ad is global; your ad was local When we shot it was a lot of different agriculturals So I laugh at hopefuls; Nicki pop! Only thing that’s pop is my endorsement, akh Fuck around and Ill have to go and reinforce the Glock Bang, my shit bang, it bang-bang Bang, my shit bang, it bang-bang Yo, is it me, or did I put these rap bitches on the map again? You mad ’cause I’m at the Grammys with the Vatican You in the booth, but Im who you be channelin’ Why they never bring your name up at the panel, then? Hottest MCs, top five You need money? I got mine More knots than Eric on Basketball Wives Bang, my shit bang, it bang-bang Bang, my shit bang, it bang-bang Ugh, I couldn’t do your TV show, I needed ten more mil Not ten on the back, I need ten on signin Give that shit to a wash-up, bitch, I’m winnin’ If I had a label I would never sign you, hoes Take bitches to school, then I Columbine these hoes I hear the slick shit, bitch, you washed All you hoes cryin’—Christopher Bosh Bang, my shit bang, it bang-bang Bang, my shit bang, it bang-bang Ayo, now when I tell ‘em that it’s Barbie, bitch Yes, I really do mean that it’s Barbie, bitch Ask Mattel, they auctioned my Barbie, bitch Raggedy Ann, could never be a Barbie, bitch You at the bottom of the barrel, scrapin’ I’m out in LA at the Ice Age tapin’ I’m chillin’ at the top, I got ample time Bite me—Apple sign, ha-ha Bang, my shit bang, it bang-bang Bang, my shit bang, it bang-bang Kush on my breath, cocaine on my tongue Eat that pussy, make it numb, she cant feel herself cum Got a body on my gun, fuck the world with my thumb Pop a molly, smoke a blunt, that mean Im a high roller My ex wanna work it out, bitch, try yoga Two hoes in the bed, tell them hoes, slide over Excuse my French, two bitches and moi Thats a Nicki-Ménage à trois, ha! Tunechi Bang, my shit bang, it bang-bang Bang, my shit bang, it bang-bang Um, my shit so cold, man, it dont even stank-o Destructive-ass nigga, watch me break the bank Weezy F and the F is for Fill in the blank I say, shout out Mack Maine, backyard bully And the weed purple like a black girl pussy Word, middle finger on the trigger Unh, so you know that mean Fuck a nigga Bang, my shit bang, it bang-bang Bang, my shit bang, it bang-bang Bang-bang, my bitch bang, she bang bang Well thats cause my bitch is Nina Ross A-and she bang, b-b-bang, bang bang She go bang, bang-bang, bang-bang Bang, bang-bang, bang-bang We bang, bang-bang Bang, b-b-b-bang, bang, bang, Blood gang! Hey!

Damn, damn, damn right Huh? Pluto! Yeah I can see it All this green, sir Rollin weed, sir Big ol racks, sir Zaytoven Metro Boomin want some more, nigga Yo, headline tours, sir, with a band, sir I aint pressed, sir, over a band, sir Get her a ticket, sir, shes a fan, sir Cant keep her man off my Instagram, sir New slaves, but Im still the master Im whippin foreigns to make em go faster Miss Aretha, I think I just passed her Icy Patek, tell em, Kiss my ass, sir Pretty gang, sir, pretty gangster Said she was better than me, what a prankster He said, You bad, Nicki, I said, Thanks, sir Stay in some fresh prints, Ashley Banks, sir Call me A.I., sir, Im The Answer Im in the playoffs, sir, I advance, sir These niggas broke, they aint got no plans, sir I call em Sway, they aint got the answer Ass shots, sir, with no chaser Pretty titties all up in his face, sir They double tap, sir, its a fact, sir All the comments sayin, Its a snack, sir New bae, Im his dirty dancer I said I wouldnt, but I took a chance, sir Ride him like a sled, Dasher, Prancer I bust it open for him out in Cannes, sir If I dont ball, sir, Ill have a drought, sir Them bum bitches aint allowed, sir Yeah, NickiHndrxx On the gas, sir, on the gas, sir Splurgin cash, sir, blowin cash, sir Fuckin hoes, sir, fuckin hoes, sir Ridin foreigns, sir, ridin foreigns, sir Dirty Fanta, sir, dirty Fanta, sir Hot Atlanta, sir, Hot Atlanta, sir Cockin hammers, sir, cockin hammers, sir Scuse my manners, sir, excuse my manners, sir Automatic, sir, my bitch the baddest, sir Im livin lavish, sir, fuck all the static, sir Out on bond service, servin dope, sir Where Im from, sir, theyll serve your mom, sir Cocaina dealin, jackboy, sir Stars in the ceilin, sir, dope in the attic, sir Tarzan, sir, I drive fast, sir Jeff Gordon sir, NASCAR, sir Pluto my first name, Cash last name, sir He wanna body, sir, you tryna get some stains, sir On the gas, sir, on the gas, sir Splurgin cash, sir, blowin cash, sir Fuckin hoes, sir, fuckin hoes, sir Ridin foreigns, sir, ridin foreigns, sir Dirty Fanta, sir, dirty Fanta, sir Hot Atlanta, sir, Hot Atlanta, sir Cockin hammers, sir, cockin hammers, sir If I dont ball, sir, Ill have a drought, sir Them bum bitches aint allowed, sir

Gave you everything, everything, everything, everything, everything Gave you everything, yeah Think I need to take it all back I gave you everything, yeah But you dont know what to do with all that And thats on everything Ima have to switch, switch up on you Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you Ring, ring, never pick up on you Ima have to switch, switch up on you Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you Let go, time to give up on you Mmm, see, I used to curve niggas like you Skrr, skrr, swerve niggas like you Even though I heard what you might do I didnt get concerned cause I liked you But no, no, I cant hide who you are I cant lie, its too hard I need more than what you got from me You want a bad bitch and new cars And I gave you everything, yeah Think I need to take it all back I gave you everything, yeah But you dont know what to do with all that And that’s on everything Ima have to switch, switch up on you Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you Ring, ring, never pick up on you, oh Ima have to switch, switch up on you Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you Let go, time to give up on you I know how to flip niggas like you I get petty and clip niggas like you Fuck around and forget niggas like you Promise I could never miss niggas like you Said no, no Feelings fading away, I cant hear what you say I need more than what you got for me You got a bad bitch who wont stay And I gave you everything, yeah You gon need to take it all back I gave you everything, yeah But you dont know what to do with all that And thats on everything Ima have to switch, switch up on you Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you Ring, ring, never pick up on you, oh Ima have to switch, switch up on you Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you Let go, time to give up on you Yo, give up on em, I dont even wanna get up on em And I aint tryna work it out But Im at the gym on a mat doin sit-ups on em You let yourself go, you dont represent O’ So trust me, just go You settle for less, yo, you disrespectful You was special, the new you just dull So cut all that bull, the nerve of me to come off my pedestal Come off my pedestal, money off that edible Which means them bags stacked high You aint got the drive, my nigga ya pedal stalled You said you wept, aww, every day, a queen you slept on And I aint talkin bout your mattresses But um, you the type of player I press eject on I cant believe you played for that long I never re-respected nobody I never needed you, you mustve thought I did I should have copped the stick, but Im teflon Pressed on, headstrong, sex the bomb Dreams of a bad bitch tryna F a don If his word bond and he wanna sex icons If he bust down and dont wanna waste my time Who the fuck you thought you was, tryna stunt on Nick? Shoulda put you on blast like a gun on hip But its okay, we gon keep secrets, nigga Cause a true bad bitch aint weak or bitter

Come, come see what Ive been up to Come, come see about me I know you had a lot of work to do Ooh, you got used to things without me, baby Yeah, you got used to every thing I never did You got sick of being sick of all my flaws You got over all the pain I ever caused And I didnt mean it, no, but- They say its all what you make it Maybe its all in the making Loves always love, you cant fake it So please dont try to deny me of that, no You know my heart couldnt take it Maybe its all in the making Loves always love, you cant fake it See, baby, ooh you know I need you to- Come, come see about me Come, come see about me Know it cant always be about me Just come, come see about me Come, come see about me Im doing good, boy, Im up where we belong at You know Im still trying to find where we went wrong at So come, come see about me Come, come see about me Come, come, come see about me It wont hurt just to see what we could be So come see about me, yeah Want you to see how much I changed up Ooh, I just hope Im not too late I know youre hesitant about it, but- I got a lot I wanna say to you Hate that I could never measure up Hate that I could never be the one you needed Cause now Im the one who needs you, but, baby- They say its all what you make it Maybe its all in the making Loves always love, you can’t fake it So please dont try to deny me of that, no You know my heart couldnt take it Maybe its all in the making Loves always love, you cant fake it See, baby, ooh you know I need you to- Come, come see about me Come, come see about me Know it cant always be about me Just come, come see about me Come, come see about me Im doing good, boy, Im up where we belong at You know Im still trying to find where we went wrong at So come, come see about me Come, come see about me Come, come, come see about me It wont hurt just to see what we could be So come see about me, yeah About me, about me, about me, about me About me, about me, about me, about me About me, about me, about me, about me About me, about me. about me, about me Come, come see about me Come, come see about me Know it cant always be about me Just come, come see about me Come, come see about me Im doing good, boy, Im up where we belong at You know Im still trying to find where we went wrong at So come, come see about me Come, come see about me Come, come, come see about me It wont hurt just to see what we could be So come see about me, yeah

All yall niggas wanna get like me Surrounded by bitches that look like these You know it, you know it You know it, you know it All my niggas be blowin on trees Hands so sick so they throwin up keys You know it, you know it You know it, you know it I say all yall niggas wanna get like me Now who run the show go look and see And then count the bitches, nigga - 1, 2, 3 I said and if you feel like something else there Then tell her that you down for something else, yeah And if she say, Kissin far as it goes Don’t worry, she straight like a actor’s nose You can ball and ball, do it wall to wall Just sayin that you can’t do it small is all You can floss Rolex over Audemar Om the arm and I’m outshining all of yall Can you feel it? Hey, hey Do you want more? Hey, hey Til yo back sore - Hey, hey So let’s go, let’s go, oww All yall niggas wanna get like me Surrounded by bitches that look like these You know it, you know it You know it, you know it All my niggas be blowin on trees Hands so sick so they throwin up keys You know it, you know it You know it, you know it Uh! Im the shizzniyee You should follow my example, bitch, i.e Cause Im front row, Isaac Mizrahi In the truck but I aint suck diznayee All these hoes wanna get like me Get their own speakers and some prose like me When Im at the game, all the pros like me Bitch Im a pro, aint a ho like me Bitches aint stuntin in the cold like me Some call me bitchie, so Necole like me Pull up in the ghost, East Coast like me My nigga spend money like the coke price free Uh, bon voyage Nicki M. Baby, Buns Minaj Back of the ‘Bach slumpty, Humpty Dumpty On the back of the bike, these stunts be comfy All yall niggas wanna get like me Surrounded by bitches that look like these You know it, you know it You know it, you know it All my niggas be blowin on trees Hands so sick so they throwin up keys You know it, you know it You know it, you know it You wrong Why you dance so low to this song? Where your boyfriend at, he gone? Is that a napkin you put your number on? You so wrong Drop down shawty, get your eagle on Tell your boyfriend you stayin with Simone Matter of fact, put your number in my phone I’m a fly nigga tatted up with the fade Yeah, I was rocking waves when them niggas had braids It was Air Force 1’s then I took em all to Js Now they wanna play dumb like they from the Bay I was tourin overseas, 2-50 every day Just came back in the middle of the May In the Maybach with this chick named May Wanna know if she can do me; shawty, yes you may See, the whole rap game sounded like me Put that on the drums but it sounded like P Shawty say she horny, sound like me Say she wanna bring her partner; okay, that sound like 3 Fresh off the yacht, feet in the sand Walk in the club, me in demand Got a whip on the lot, bout 400 grand Gold round my neck, pistol close at hand cause— All yall niggas wanna get like me Surrounded by bitches that look like these You know it, you know it You know it, you know it All my niggas be blowin on trees Hands so sick so they throwin up keys You know it, you know it You know it, you know it, uh

You know what Im sayin, man? Still drinkin lean and shit Ooh, hop in that motherfuckin foreign And that motherfucker be roarin Big gun, bitch, yeah, show em City to city, Im tourin Lil Carti, Im ready to pour All of my diamonds, they glowin Fuck on your bitch, yeah She left in the mornin Diamonds, they skatin on ice, huh Run it up, bitch, Jerry Rice, hey, ayy Hurt your feelings with the price, ayy Everything come with a price, ayy Everything come with a price, ayy Hundred thousand, yeah, my price Too many rings like Im Mike I got the motherfuckin mic I got the motherfuckin Ike, huh I told your bitch to come trike, uh Pass me the motherfuckin mic, uh Im in the lobby, Im piped, ooh I told that bitch to come pipe, ooh Shawty wan fuck on the pipe, ooh, uh, ooh, what? Ooh Shawty gon lick on the pipe, ooh I got the strap like a dyke, ooh I got the strap, I dont fight, ooh My diamonds, they icy ice, ooh My diamonds, they ice, they bite, ooh Your diamonds they ight, aight, ooh Ask that lil bitch whats her type? Ooh, hop in that motherfuckin foreign And that motherfucker be roarin Big gun, bitch, yeah, show em City to city, Im tourin Lil Carti, Im ready to pour All of my diamonds, they glowin Fuck on your bitch, yeah She left in the mornin Diamonds on diamonds on diamonds Empty your pockets and pay that lil homage I got Pirus in the lobby I got Pirus right behind me Cranberry drip with the rag I might just pull up in Bompton Walk in the lobby like Gotti You cant trust me, Im too poppin These niggas, they tryna 2Pac me Used to be robbin Molly Santana, jaw lockin This Spanish bitch callin me Papi She ride me like a Bugatti Hop in the foreign, fuck the mileage Pick the boof up, bitch, Im tired Booted up, bitch, never tired Ooh, hop in that motherfuckin foreign And that motherfucker be roarin Big gun, bitch, yeah, show em City to city, Im tourin Lil Carti, Im ready to pour All of my diamonds, they glowin Fuck on your bitch, yeah She left in the mornin

Oh baby, oh baby, I know that youve been hurtin Oh baby, oh baby, I know that youve been hurtin Im Nicki Minaj, thats Bebe, lets go No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club Cause we gon get it poppin tonight No broken hearts in the club, more drinks – pour it up! Cause we gon get it poppin tonight We goin straight to Miami Hop on a plane, dont need no plans Shinin so hard like a Grammy Forget all the players what they did We gon be buyin the drinks We gon be buyin the drinks Line up the bottles, line up the models, we gon forget everything Oh, ai-aint nobody goin home, you-you know what you came for To dance off the pain, dont feel a thing, just feel the champagne If youre feelin lonely, better let me hear you sing No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club Cause we gon get it poppin tonight No broken hearts in the club, more drinks – pour it up! Cause we gon get it poppin tonight We only got one life, so lets go hard til the day we die No broken hearts in the club, more drinks – pour it up! Cause we gon get it poppin tonight We gonna do it real biggie Sky is the limit in this town We takin over the city We too high to bring us down We gonna do what we do We gonna do what we do Three in the mornin, four in the mornin, meet you for eggs in the mornin Oh, ai-aint nobody goin home, you-you know what you came for To dance off the pain, dont feel no shame, just feel the champagne If youre feelin lonely, better let me hear you sing No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club Cause we gon get it poppin tonight No broken hearts in the club, more drinks – pour it up! Cause we gon get it poppin tonight We only got one life, so lets go hard til the day we die No broken hearts in the club, more drinks – pour it up! Cause we gon get it poppin tonight Yo, ay yo, Bebe, anybody hatin need a pee-pee Sip a little Myx, pop pills til Im sleepy Im the one that bust it open out in Waikiki Pull up in the Ghost, Im creepy They dont want beef, we proved it Niggas better keep it on wax like a Q-tip Keep his dick wetter than the cruise ship Flower than a tulip, flyer than your new bitch I dos it, yep, Im up two zip Girls is my sons, Im givin them milf teas They be sweatin me, headbands and gym tees Like bad knees on Dirk Nowitzkis It is going down like M. Lewinskys Wrist freeze, yep, my wrist on pink skis Ring finger be shittin on my pinkys Make em mad, aw, man, I got em hatin bad Bloodclaat, money green like Jamaican flags No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club Cause we gon get it poppin tonight No broken hearts in the club, more drinks – pour it up! Cause we gon get it poppin tonight We only got one life, so lets go hard til the day we die No broken hearts in the club, more drinks – pour it up! Cause we gon get it poppin tonight

Soulja Boy on the beat Yasss bish, yasss, yasss bish, yasss Yasss bish, yasss, yasss bish, yasss Yasss bish, yasss, yasss bish, yasss Yasss bish, yasss, yasss bish, yasss Yasss bish, yasss Yasss bish, yasss Yasss bish, yasss Yasss bish, yasss Me, Im just me, me, Im just real Me, Im that bitch that be footing the bill Only a real nigga could cop a feel Credit card blacker than that nigga Seal Twenty-five million to broker the deal Jewish my lawyer, he Kosher the deal And I am still poppin them pills I dont give a fuck how you bitches feel Jealousy, jealousy, thats how you feel? I am still living in Beverly Hills Tell em to chill, tell em to chill Tell all them people my wrist is on chill Bitches cant beat me, they aint got the skill Eye of the tiger, they aint got the kill Look up to Jada, I love her and Will Bitches my sons but they not in my will... The fuck be wrong with these bitches? The fuck be wrong with these niggas? Hey! Yasss bish, yasss, yasss bish, yasss Yasss bish, yasss, yasss bish, yasss Yasss bish, yasss, yasss bish, yasss Yasss bish, yasss, yasss bish, yasss Tell em give a bad bitch her proper due What they say aint never what they gon do It say 250 on that fuckin sticker Pinkprint hot, it should be in some slippers Niggas know me, yeah I dont fuck with you niggas, I own the Clippers I own some homes, I own my own liquor Bitches is bitter, my titties is bigger You bitches my sons, I need a babysitter I am the dream, on the Dream Team, I am Olajuwon, I am Hakeem Dul Jabbar, I am Kareem, I am the Queen because Im a machine You not ready, you not seasoned Go against me, I say, Fix it Jesus Thinking they hot, talk shit a lot But when they shit drop, I say, Fix it Jesus Oh, your shit aint gold Word to my bankroll Real niggas aint sold Dropping my single in two weeks The Pinkprint album a movie Bitches be thinkin they hot But these bitches be using that term so loosely Yasss bish, yasss, yasss bish, yasss Yasss bish, yasss, yasss bish, yasss Yasss bish, yasss, yasss bish, yasss Yasss bish, yasss, yasss bish, yasss Tell em give a bad bitch her proper due What they say aint never what they gon do It say 250 on that fuckin sticker Pinkprint hot, it should be in some slippers Niggas know me, yeah

Mhm, New York to Chi-town, rrr Yo, Pierre, you wanna come out here? Woop Salmon Gucci slide, slide around Legit on that jet, I can fly around Livin with some people I could die around Livin with the people Ima die around Salmon Gucci slide, slide around Legit on that jet, I can fly around Livin with some people I could die around Livin with the people Ima die around I still got hoop dreams, I got moodswings I could do things in a plain white tee And some blue jeans, introducing My lil boo thing, she gon stick with thick or thin Thats a mood ring , everybody eats You just dont keep receipts, Ima just press delete Always ten toes like feet , came with some built-in cleat You dont need help like cheats, you dont need help like Meeseeks World on my back like leech , mafia fam like Meech Steady, keep growin like Ch-ch-chia Bringin my son to the beach Never sit in my seat I cannot be impeached, wash the bitch down with bleach Yeah, I stuck around, aw, lookie now Suki-suki now, got a Grammy, I aint lyin Ask Cookie now, got my hoodie down Get it goodie now, get into it now Salmon Gucci slide, slide around Legit on that jet, I can fly around Livin with some people I could die around Livin with the people Ima die around Salmon Gucci slide, slide around Legit on that jet, I can fly around Livin with some people I could die around Livin with the people Ima die around Gimme five, its a vibe, in the hood like drivebys I aint talkin wavin hands when Im in Dubai, bye With the people that I love, rep em til I die-die And Im fly, when you fly they give you the side-eye, ooh I just hit the plug, bout to buy a pound Fendi on my moon boots, higher ground Pistol on my lap when I ride around People I could trust when Im not around Loco, I go loco, took a oath, though No Grammy, still a goat, though You seen how a true queen and a hoop dream Made my Pinkprint the routine Treats, everybody eats Most of them stay quiet but everybody peeps Feet stay up in some heat Act like they dont follow, but everybody sheep Ahh-ahh, ohh-ohh Back on my bullshit, shout-out Chicago Me and my man Griselda and Pablo Salmon Gucci slide, slide around Legit on that jet, I can fly around Livin with some people I could die around Livin with the people Ima die around Salmon Gucci slide, slide around Legit on that jet, I can fly around Livin with some people I could die around Livin with the people Ima die around Back then, I was broke, I can buy it now Got a bitch who love me, I can die around Im on my fourth cup and Im tired now Your gas tank 93 so you cant ride around Name hold weight, elites Get head in the car with my seats Like my pants no crease Gotta watch out for a leech No two fish, Uber Eats Perky one-two-threes New Era hat say 3 Fuck a bitch while she bleed She nameless like Lil Keed Drink my seeds, yes, indeed Fuck with Chance, he elite I got a bitch and she dont cheat Foreign car, beep-beep Get out my way, Im OC I cant go back to DOC Even though Im ODB I put my bitch in Saint Laurent Smokin gas like Chevron Aint got a Grammy, soon onell come, mmh The streets told me Im the one, yeah Salmon Gucci slide, slide around Legit on that jet, I can fly around Livin with some people I could die around Livin with the people Ima die around Salmon Gucci slide, slide around Legit on that jet, I can fly around Livin with some people I could die around Livin with the people Ima die around

This a celebration, this is levitation Look at how you winning now This took dedication This is medication, higher education This the official, competitor elimination I was taking trips, with Web to move weight Came back to Queens, to hit up a new state Bitches dont know the half like they flunked at math Bitches aint have cut up, crack up in the stash 50 Cent Italian, icy flow This that: run and get a dollar for the ice-cream cone Cause they killed my little cousin Nicholas But my memorys only happy images This is for the hood, this is for the kids This is for the single mothers, niggas doing bids This one is for Tee-Tee, Tweety, Viola, Sharica Candace, Thembi, Lauren, Aisha Its a celebration Its times like these They know who we are by now Champion, the champions Yeah, okay, we made it to America I remember when I used to stay with Erykah Label transferred 20 million to Comerica Its fucking terrible, its got me acting out of character Young T.O. nigga, either riding range Or Ferrari top down, screaming, Money aint a thang! Tell me when I change, girl, but only when I change Cause I live this shit for real, niggas know me in the game They know! Making hits in three acre cribs Cooking up tryna eat niggas, steak and ribs I made a couple stars outta basic chicks Nowadays blow the candles out, dont even make a wish Having good times, making good money Lot of bad bitches, but they good to me I make them do the splits for a rack Wish you niggas good luck, tryna get where Im at Straight like that Its a celebration Its times like these They know who we are by now Champion, the champions Straight balling in this bitch, Jeremy Lin; Melo Tell me one thing you wont do: settle Give me one word for your chain: yellow Pocket full of money, black cars; ghetto Critics say I aint in the game, A.I Jeezy, how you deal with the fame? Stay high Stay putting on for the town, may I? What you call a crib in the sky? Play-high Over a mil in three weeks, yeah, I did it like a champ Momma taught me pride, yeah, she did it with the stamps Wait a minute, everybody pause for the photo Somebody tell these local hating niggas, Im global Tell me what I gotta do to get this champagne going What I gotta do to get this coconut flowing? Don’t let me hit up Shawn Carter, hundred bottles of the Ace Let me hit up Sean Combs, hundred cases to my place, lets celebrate Its a celebration Its times like these They know who we are by now Champion, the champions What up, Nicki? Its Nasty, yeah I saw my first two million dollars, I was 23 Im barely a man, yet, I had some killers under me This aint rated PG, this rated PJ Cause thats where a nigga from; murder on replay My 24th b-day, Im sailing to Bermedy, you can see me on a yacht Blasting Pac, little knot, I aint greedy Im back to thugging, bitches Back to making them kiss other bitches My man sister like me, I dont fuck my brother sister I just aspire your desire to be different My ten year old plan just one year to finish My list look like this, first thing youll discover The difference in pussy: white, black, Latin and other Heres a man who clearly isnt basic Waiting list, just to hear me or witness the greatness Loud laughter, while writing my next chapter: Fast Cash Life Happily ever after Champions Its a celebration Its times like these They know who we are by now Champion, the champions

I-I-I-I thought I knew you Ha-ha-ha, I guess I didnt I-I-I-I thought I knew you Fuck, baby, I-I guess I didn’t I-I-I thought you was down for real Thought you would stick around for real Ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah, ah Misconstrued your love You confused my love You givin up on love Not to lose my love , yeah Honestly, I think this shit excites you You love drama, it excites you I-I liked you I-I-I-I dont think I’m talkin to the right you I-I-I-I thought I knew you Ha-ha-ha I guess I didnt I-I-I-I thought I knew you Fuck, baby, I guess I didnt I-I-I thought you was down for real Thought you would stick around for real Ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah, ah Tell me why you let me come inside for real Nevermind, you were never mine for real Hit my line, Ima hit decline for real I aint tryin for a second time for real Honestly, I think this shit excites you All that drama that youre tied to You play the victim every time, too That shit came back and hit you times two I-I-I-I thought I knew you Ha-ha-ha I guess I didn’t I-I-I-I thought I knew you Fuck, baby, I guess I didnt I-I-I thought you was down for real Thought you would stick around for real Ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah, ah You broke my heart and now ever since I just want them dead presidents I just want them dead presidents I just want them dead presidents You broke my heart, nigga, ever since I just want them dead presidents I just want them dead presidents Now I just want them dead presidents Dents-dents, them presidents Presidents-dents, them presidents Presidents-dents, them presidents Presidents-dents, them presidents Presid-dead, d-dead, d-dead, d-dead Them dead, d-dead, d-dead, d-dead, d-dead Them dead, d-d, d-dead, d-dead, d-dead Them dead, d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d, presidents, presidents

Theyll never thank me for opening doors But they aint even thank Jesus when he died on the cross Cause your spirit is ungrateful Bitches is so hateful, Ill remain a staple My career has been the pinkprint When I retire, tell em, Think pink Pink Friday is the imprint And these bitches basic, instinct Oh, shit, my commercials on Did I really body bitches with commercial songs? Did I really prophesy everything Id do? But, before I continue, lemme thank my crew So that was Young Wayne, Mack Maine, Baby and Slim came Tezz and E.I. told me it wouldnt be in vain Cause prior to me signing, I coulda went insane And even now I think, Do I really want this fame? Lemme get up and go Seven hundred to go overseas for a show Everybody get quiet when Im startin the show Man, Im birthin these artists and Im startin to show I feel free, I feel freedom Why they mad? You should see them Burn a L cause its crazy in here Crazy in here, crazy in here I feel free, I feel freedom Why they mad? You should see them Burn a L cause its crazy in here Crazy in here, crazy in here Who I wanna work with? Nobody Ninety-nine percent of them is nobody Bitches actin like they killin shit, okay When I check these bitches guns, no bodies These niggas is fake fucks and opportunists Niggas spend they last dime to say the copped the soonest Why these niggas goin broke to get your approval? Pretty soon, theyll be back up on them ramen noodles B-B-B-Bible, Queen is the title And if you are my rival, then that means youre suicidal And if you in the club, then its a Young Money recital Im just that vital, Im busy, never idle Im ya idol, Im ya idol, Im ya mothafuckin idol Pink Friday at Macys, thongs and some pasties Twelve milli to kick my feet up Get ready, this is the Re-Up I feel free, I feel freedom Why they mad? You should see them Burn a L cause its crazy in here Crazy in here, crazy in here I feel free, I feel freedom Why they mad? You should see them Burn a L cause its crazy in here Crazy in here, crazy in here Mirror, mirror, wont you realize? I just have to decide What you hiding from? What you hiding from? Mirror, mirror, wont you realize? I just have to decide What you hiding from? What you hiding from? Hiding, baby Would you, would you, give your— Would you, would you, give your— Would you, would you, give your all for you? Would you, would you, give your— Would you, would you, give your— Would you, would you, give your all for you? I feel free, I feel freedom Why they mad? You should see them Burn a L cause its crazy in here Crazy in here, crazy in here I feel free, I feel freedom Why they mad? You should see them Burn a L cause its crazy in here Crazy in here , crazy in here Its crazy in here

Yeah, you know it Mmm, this the remix Doja, rrr Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment Id let you had I known it, why dont you say so? Didnt even notice, no punches left to roll with You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so Call em Nestlé, they crunchy, man Ride em like a cowgirl, Im a country fan Aint talkin medicine, but I made him more a fiend Ever since I put the cookie on quarantine Uh, like a relay race When I run up in this spot, bitches know they place Slide on a nigga, Ima need my skates Social distance, Ima need my space I done did it, I won with it I made peace with myself, at one with it I cant let a goofy nigga come dump in it I told boy shoot his shot, bust guns in it I mean I know that you feelin me, I can tell that you feelin me Acting like you was deadin me, boy, you really be killin me How you diggin me, iggin me, boy, you gotta be shittin me Is you like a comedian? You gotta be kiddin me Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment Id let you had I known it, why dont you say so? Didnt even notice, no punches left to roll with You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so Let me check my chest, my breath right quick He aint ever seen it in a dress like this He aint ever even been impressed like this Prolly why I got him quiet on the set like zip Like it, love it, need it, bad Take it, own it, steal it, fast Boy, stop playing, grab my ass Why you actin like you shy? Shut it, save it, keep it pushin Why you beating round the bush? Knowin you want all this woman Never knock it til you try All of them bitches hating I have you with me All of my niggas sayin you mad committed Realer than anybody you had, and pretty All of the body-ody, the ass and titties Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment Id let you had I known it, why dont you say so? Didnt even notice, no punches left to roll with You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment Id let you had I known it, why dont you say so? Didnt even notice, no punches left to roll with You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so Yeah, you know it Yeah, you know it Yeah, you know it Yeah, you know it You coulda said so Boy, you shoulda said so Say so, say so

Uh, uh Bitches aint serious, man, these bitches delirious All these bitches inferiors, I just pimp my interiors I just pick up and go, might pick up a ho Might give conversation if you kick up the dough Never mind my money, never mind my stats Every bitch wanna be me, you can find em in Saks Pink Friday two milli, Super Bass triple plat When you see me on Ellen, just admit that Im winnin Do a show for Versace, they request me by name And if they dont get Nicki, it just wont be the same When Im sittin with Anna, Im really sittin with Anna Aint a metaphor, punchline, Im 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, Im 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, it should come on a cone It should come on a cone, it should come on a cone Yeah, my ice is so cold, it should come on a cone It should come on a cone, it should come on a cone Cause my ice is so cold, it should come on a cone 7-Up went and gave my commercial to Cee-Lo But dont 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 itll cost about six figures long But you bitches aint got it, where the fuck is your budgets? Flying Spurs for hers, mean Im fuckin above it And I just got the Ghost and Im callin it Casper But that shit is so cold, it belong in Alaska Why the fuck am I stylin? I competes with myself When you went against Nicki, you depleted your wealth And Im not masturbatin, but Im feelin myself Paparazzis is waitin, cause them picturesll sell Now dont you feel real stupid? Yeah, thats egg on yo face If you wasnt so ugly, Id put my dick in yo face Dick in your face Put my dick in your face, yeah Shake my head, yo, Im 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, it should come on a cone It should come on a cone, it should come on a cone Yeah, my ice is so cold, it should come on a cone It should come on a cone, it should come on a cone Cause my ice is so cold, it should come on a cone Ooh-ooh, dick in your face Ooh-ooh, dick in your face Ooh-ooh, dick in your face Put my dick in your face, put my dick in your face, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah Yeah

Uh Its the Queen Sleaze Nine months motherfuckin pregnant, like, what? Im bool Sada, what up? Detroit Ooh, lil nigga wanna try it I told him, Black lives matter, Ima riot Ooh, ass fat, I had to buy it Aint a nigga alive thats gon deny it This nigga makin me feel erotic Uh, he a freak like Giannis To be honest, I hope one day we do a play-date with Adonis Ooh, Im bout my cake, get your bakin on You dont want that real smoke, get your vapin on Egg whites, turkey bacon on Aint in a restaurant, but Im the bitch they been waitin on Gotta pop tags, bitches stuntin in them hand-me-down bags Its sad, Burberry plaid, you in that drip that I already had They wanna see you do your dance Do that thing pokе out them pants? If it dont, then I got plans Bam, just got a summertimе tan Scram, were just puttin dollars on your head Niggas violatin the gang gon end up dead Lady in the street, but a freak ho in the bed Chopper on him, thats my shooter in the red Lil nigga cant keep my pussy out his hands Fuck a last minute, gotta book me in advance Been a bad girl and Im tryna get spanked Pretty little body, but my face look stank I be in a truck that cost your whole house Bitches imitate me but dont come close If you wanna celebrate the best, then come toast Bitches aint sayin nothin, but doin the utmost Heard he wanna chew on my edible panties Even when I tell him, See you tomorrow, he cant leave Got the Off-White sneakers, rockin a tan weave When I come out, grab Simba, its a stampede Ooh, lil bitch wan ride it Told the bitch dont get out her body Hmm, get right beside me Ima get in that thang, get to slidin This bitch makin me feel erotic Huh, she gotta get on this rocket I dont give a fuck bout her milage And her grandmom related to the Winans Ooh, thats the shit that I like You a church girl, bitch, you like Christ Hmm, you aint never had pipe Least not this kind, Ima fuck you all night Off a Perc, hmm, off a Perc pack Yeah, leave a bitch with the hurt back Go to work, hmm, where the work at? My young niggas wakin up to serve that They wanna see me do my dance In these thousand-dollar pants Dont disrespect me and my mans Bang, whole lotta choppers on your ass Scram, we just put them dollars on your head Snitchin-ass nigga gave his mama to the feds Little brother, big brother, Sada got the dreads DZ, DT, Sada keep the bands Lil bitch cant keep her pussy out my hands Got a real Hood Rat Suki on my hands I was stackin blues, run up Tookies on they ass I be in the Bay rollin Cookies on they ass I be in the Nellas, G Weed gave me his blessing Cause Sada cant be jealous off weed, Im never stressin I can see the booty from the bottom, that thang a double decker Let my white boy shoot on that thing, he Sam Dekker Heard you used to chew on that thing, Hannibal Lecter Have you poppin all of them pills like Heath Ledger These drugs aint a joke, my nigga, Im just tellin you Your manager got you on the shelf and he sellin you They wanna see me do my dance In these thousand-dollar pants Dont disrespect me and my mans Bang, whole lotta choppers on your ass, ooh

Yo Ayo, tonight is the night that Ima get twisted Myx Moscato and vodka, Ima mix it Roll that spaceship, we ‘bout to get lifted Live in the present, that gift is for the gifted This what you came, this what you came for You get what you buy, this what you paid for So make sure the stars is what you aim for Make mistakes though I never worry Life is a journey I just wanna Enjoy the ride What is the hurry? Its pretty early Its okay, well Take our time The night is still young The night is still young The night is still young And so are we The night is still young The night is still young The night is still young So are we Ayo, drinks on you, or the drinks is on me? We aint goin nowhere like tanks is on E We still gettin money, what bank its gon be? If hes sexy, he plankin on me So where them big boys with all of that? Tell the bartender, say my order back Its bottle service, he ordered that Might let him take it home and slaughter that He got friends for all of my friends They aint leavin til we say when And we gon hangover the next day But we will remember this day So drop the pop and get low And we could drop the top and just cruise We fresh to death, down to the shoes My only motto in life is Dont lose I never worry Life is a journey I just wanna Enjoy the ride What is the hurry? Its pretty early Its okay, well Take our time The night is still young The night is still young The night is still young And so are we The night is still young The night is still young The night is still young So are we Were just gettin Started, yeah, yeah Were just gettin Started, yeah, yeah Cant you see The nights still early? And we gon get it Wild and crazy Were just gettin Started, yeah, yeah Were just gettin Started, yeah, yeah Cant you see the Nights still early? And we gon get it Wild and crazy The night is still young The night is still young The night is still young And so are we The night is still young The night is still young The night is still young So are we How dare we sit quietly And watch the world pass us by? How dare we sit quietly And watch the world pass us by?

YMCMB, rawest niggas doing it School for the blind, I dont see these niggas doing it I’m doing it and doing it and doing it well Niggas wanna test me boy, who wanna fail? Hit you like a bully bitch, yeah saved by the bell If you scared, go to church I’ll see you in hell And your girl, she a flip, give me heads or tails Everybody fake so I got real for sale Gunpowder fill the air Rappers shittin’ on theyself, you could smell the fear And these bitches laying flowers cause the king is near T-Raw this is the new flavour in ya ear Niggas softer than baby hair Why you acting tough, heard you work at Build-A-Bear I’m a dealer all my girls come in deuce and pairs I’m in the building I construct so crank this muthaf-cker up What the funk you beezy’s want I’m ready to hump the car I call it ele-phunk Trunk in the front Man she give me good brain till she feel dumb I just keep going like the bunny till I feel numb Yeah these bitches want it I put my man’s on it That 110 Sup’, and that Ferrari California Niggas want beef, call me Tony Roma You potatoes on the sofa Lazy motherfuckers, why you aint even try yet? Rich or die trying, why you niggas aint died yet? Wings tattoo yeah forever on some fly shit And I’m with the business, get with a tied clip Stay on the flight yeah I’ma trip Probably up in Paradise chillin like Parliaments Flow got a boner, you could say I’m on some harder shit Bout to make the speaker buss’ Okay, really, I get money I get money like a bitch She aint going nowhere but swear that bitch a trip You see how the diamonds get to dancing Yeah, ya money short, get some pants and shit I be with a nigga with a big ol’ dick Yeah I like them balls you be shooting them bricks Fuck you in the game for? Bitch we up three-zip and its Game 4 Tell ‘em listen, couple bad bitches’s Out in Kingston kicking up bricks and shit Intervention bitch I pay ya pension Oh you say what? I don’t pay attention Yeah these niggas want it I put my bitches on it You know the tattoos got Nicki initials on it I put the pussy on ‘em, cook ‘em a pot roast Then pull off in the Ghost Bitch I do the most What the funk you beezy’s want? It aint your turn, better have my money Friday like Big worm Can’t see you niggas, you like a little germ Bitches know I’m excellent like Mr. Burns See my dick like butter churn Baby churn and ya girl with me fo’shure That aint your concern She forgot about her man, she will never learn On a mic til I die, RIP Chick Hearn Yessir, colder than the Pittsburgh winter Fresher than a Will Smith T-Shirt Disperse coming through Last King and a hearse Ask later, shoot first, got shooters like Dirk When it hurts leave you losers bruised up Bruce Lee nunchucks Toe from the floor up though Duck, rubber duck now you like oh shucks Tell the neighbours I don’t give a fuck

You left me for somebody else, now You left me for somebody else, now Left me for somebody else, now You must be for somebody else, now I never saw the day coming That you would ever wanna leave me Baby, you told me no matter what Your heart would always be for me Always be for me Yeah baby You left me Now I’m alone, said she wanna be ghost, yeah I don’t really like it, but I gotta take it Damn, damn, damn, girl When you coming back? So you never coming back? Yeah I-I don’t believe that But right now I gotta accept the fact yeah You left me for somebody else now I wish I never loved ya You left me, baby you left me Girl I can’t stop thinking ‘bout you You left me for somebody else girl Girl I wish I never met you You left me, baby you left me Cause I would never be alone Girl your beauty Made me feel like you were my everything Made me think you was worth it No Yeah I got issues, like you were any better Said you would always be there But I just lost my girl Now I’m alone, said she wanna be ghost, yeah I don’t really like it, but I gotta take it Damn, damn, damn, girl When you coming back? So you never coming back? Yeah I-I don’t believe that But right now I gotta accept the fact yeah You left me for somebody else now I wish I never loved ya You left me, baby you left me Girl I can’t stop thinking ‘bout you You left me for somebody else girl Girl I wish I never met you You left me, baby you left me Yeah Cause I wouldnt be alone How would you have learned if I ain’t leave? I guess I was way too naive I shouldve been checked you But I let you get mad disrespectful, huh Couldnt be serious nigga was you? Looking at my new man, wish it was you? But youre dead now Sign of the cross on ya chest and ya head now Guilty is what you pled now Left Queens, hit Brooklyn, Im on a belt now Stupid is what you felt now When you see me on TV, have a meltdown B-b-b-bombs away Tryna sneak tip hit me when slimes away Rollie on, but I ain’t got time of day Timell tell, Chanel, get that Lagerfeld, nigga Now I’m alone, said she wanna be ghost, yeah I don’t really like it, but I gotta take it Damn, damn, damn, girl When you coming back? So you never coming back? Yeah I-I don’t believe that But right now I gotta accept the fact yeah You left me for somebody else now I wish I never loved ya You left me, baby you left me Girl I can’t stop thinking ‘bout you You left me for somebody else girl Girl I wish I never met you You left me, baby you left me

Nice to meet ya Nice to meet ya Nice to meet ya Nice to meet ya I used my makeup to hide  Tellin you there aint nothin I havent tried Changed my hair, but I couldnt change up my mind You know Ive been tryna work it You know aint nobody perfect Go ahead, go talk about me You dont know the half of the shit that Ive seen Go ahead and tell them whatever you heard I look different on the surface You know aint nobody perfect I am blessed by the heavens Someones got a hold on me Sweet, but I get rough, just what I wanna be What I wanna be, just what I wanna be I dont know you, but I am blessed by the heavens Someones got a hold on me Sweet, but I get rough, just what I wanna be What I wanna be, just what I wanna be I dont know you, but Im just what I wanna be Nice to meet ya Nice to meet ya Nice to meet ya Nice to meet ya I used to care way too much Filtered myself, I thought I wasnt enough Now Im givin myself nothin but love Cause I know that I am worth it I know aint nobody perfect I am blessed by the heavens Someones got a hold on me Sweet, but I get rough, just what I wanna be What I wanna be, just what I wanna be I dont know you, but I am blessed by the heavens Someones got a hold on me Sweet, but I get rough, just what I wanna be What I wanna be, just what I wanna be I dont know you, but Im just what I wanna be Nice to meet ya Nice to meet ya Nice to meet ya Nice to meet ya, rrrr Who you gon call when you aint got the, uh Me and Meghan run up in the spot like, uh I pop off cause I am the reigning champ Please no comparisons cause you know they cant Had to cut the grass, there was snakes in the camp They know Im the billy, I be laughin Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha One minute, Im nice, the next, a monster My guest house alone cost like three tickets And that Rolls truck and that paint job real wicked Used to dumb, dumb myself down for these chickens Now when dumb-dumb talk, I smile, it be crickets Boom, I turn every head when I walk in the room Pretty in real life, hit my pics with the zoom A ten when they rate her like tomb Elevator to the penthouse, we aint stoppin anytime soon Oh, yeah Blessed by the heavens Someones got a hold on me Sweet, but I get rough, just what I wanna be What I wanna be, just what I wanna be I dont know you, but Im just what I wanna be Nice to meet ya Nice to meet ya Nice to meet ya Nice to meet ya

Im gonna cause pandemonium Pick up the paper, custodian This how Prince met Apollonia Tryna fill up California kings Hydrocodeine with the Visine Master bedroom on the right wing This a Philippe not a Breitling Fuck her to sleep, she had pipe dreams Yeah, this is the king of the trap Yeah, I pull it straight out the hat Yeah, everyone better take cover Yeah, got rappers under attack Uh, my daughters inherit arrogance And they intelligent, thats a fact Bought me a car February 1st You already know it was black on black I cover my scars with the tats on tats You better back back, rat-tat-tat-tat-tat I pass you a joint, better pass it back I went to Montgomery, with packs on back Sent her to the store for some plastic bags Sent her to the store for some rubber bands I started pitching so easy I throw the work to you underhand Underworld, underground, underline Im underdog and you under mine This here aint no once upon a time This really happened for real Cant even trust our own government Aw man fuck all that humble shit Mumbling Man fuck all that mumble shit Realize A lot of these niggas tell real lies They not about shit in real life And thats something that I had to realize I had to reco-reco-recogni-i-ize it They see me winning and now they dont liiike it Act like they love me, but hate me in pri-i-vate I had to reco-reco-recogni-i-ize it Yo I went and copped a ring I call this rock, Dwayne Johnson, stop the playin Man, I cannot complain I left my shades in Atlanta so I told my pilot to stop the plane He bust a U in the air She say she doin it, where? She wanna sit in my chair But she could never be my heir Checks, clear, Bible, swear They aint buggin, I go off Asahd Khaled with the cloth Dwayne Carter of the north Dwayne Wade in the fourth New dream house for mommy Keep Caiah in Armani Putting my nieces through college This for Kellise and Imani Look at these niggas I put on All of these niggas Im good on My own two, what I stood on Thats why their necks what Im keepin my foot on Ive been winning 8 years consistently, at least respect it Papoose wrote a Ether record But I broke Aretha record See this is chess, not checkers You can not check the checkers Did Nas clear that Ether record? Nah, but I broke Aretha record Realize A lot of these niggas tell real lies They not about shit in real life And thats something that I had to realize I had to reco-reco-recogni-i-ize it They see me winning and now they dont liiike it Act like they love me, but hate me in pri-i-vate I had to reco-reco-recogn-i-ize it

Eyes havent seen And ears havent heard The kind of blessings The kind of blessings Thats about to fall on me, woah Cause victory is here Kicked defeat out the door Gods doing a new thing, yeah Get ready for overflow Cause Im getting ready Something Ive never seen Prophesy over your life saying Oh-oh-oh, oh-ohh Something Ive never seen Saying Im getting ready oh-oh-oh, ohh Something Ive never seen Say it again, Im getting ready! Something Ive never seen Lets say it together Say eyes havent seen, no-o-o Come on say it, and ears havent heard What? The kind of blessing The kind of blessing Thats about to fall on me Sing victory is here, yeah It kicked defeat out the door Gods doing a new thing Get ready Now throw your hands up yall Saying Im getting ready Something Ive never seen Im getting ready Gods about to blow my mind, hey Something Ive never seen Say, Im getting ready Oh, yes, I am Something Ive never seen Its bigger than I can imagine Oh-oh-ohh, something Ive never seen Yo, aye yo Beach house vibes maneuver the jet ski Cause-cause I serve a God that parted the red sea Multi-million dollars commercials for Pepsi From food-stamps to more ice than Gretzky I dont gotta talk, the Lord defends me I watch them all fall for going against me Cause me and all my angels shot the devil up While you was trying to pull me down I leveled up I leveled up twice, I leveled up three times He tapped em and told em, Shes mine So even when I cried I knew Id be fine Prepared for a miracle blessing in these times Now praise Him, raise em, name it, claim it Every tongue that rises up against me, shame it I breathe success in and out my lungs I got the power of life and death coming out my tongue Oh-oh-ooh, oh-oh-oh, ooh-ooooh Oh-oh-ooh, oh-oh-oh, ooh-ooooh Oh-oh-ooh, oh-oh-oh, ooh-ooooh Oh-oh-ooh, oh-oh-oh, ooh-ooooh Say, Im getting ready Ready for overflow Its real easy, somebody declare it Say, Im getting ready What are you ready for? Say it again, say Im getting ready Ready for overflow Its about to be running over in my life, yeah Ready for overflow Say, oh, Im ready Are you ready for overflow? Say, yes, Im ready Ready for overflow Say, ready for overflow, ooh-oh-ooh You are ought to declare it over your family Say, ready for overflow Declare it over your finances Say, ready for overflow Healing in my body, Im ready Im in the right position, Im ready Im gonna stay here at Your feet because Im ready Im ready Oh-ohh, yes, Im ready Ill say it again, Im still ready Oh, yes, Im ready God, You can blow my mind, Im ready Lord, You can blow my mind, Im ready Sing, Im getting ready Ready for overflow Say, Im getting ready Ready for overflow Say, yes, Im ready God, You can blow my mind Cause eyes havent seen Ears havent heard The kind of blessings The kind of blessings Thats about to follow me Cause victory is here It put defeat at the door Gods doing a new thing A brand new thing Im ready for overflow Gods doing a new thing Get ready for overflow Yea, Im talking to you, Im talking to you Gods doing a new thing Get ready for overflow Youve been waiting Youve been praying Youve been pressing Youve been fasting Gods doing a new thing Get ready for overflow Im getting ready to see Something Ive never seen Im getting ready to see, oh-oh-ooh Something Ive never seen

Just met a boy, just met a boy, when He can come inside of my playpen Cause he look like a superstar in the making So, I think that Im going in for the takin Hear through the grapevine that hes cakin We can shoot a movie, he can do the tapin Boom boom pow, this thing be shakin I aint even tryna find out who he datin Cause I know he got a wife at home But I need just one night alone If he keep playin them g-g-games Imma run away-ay, Imma run away-ay-ay I-I-I wanna give you one last option I-I-I wanna give you one last chance If-if you looking for the main attraction Just hold on tight, and let me do my dance If you want it, Im gonna be va va voom voom If you got it you got it, you got that boom boom If you want it, Im gonna be va va voom voom If you got it you got it, you got that boom boom Just met a boy, just met a boy when He can become my little problem Cause it look like he modeling clothes in Dublin So, I think he that getting that green, a goblin Hear through the grapevine that he hang low We can shoot a movie, can bang like Rambo Boom boom pow, this thing so bingo Wondering if he can understand my lingo Cause I know he got a wife at home But I need just one night alone If he keep playin them g-g-games Imma run away-ay, Imma run away-ay-ay I-I-I wanna give you one last option I-I-I wanna give you one last chance If-if you looking for the main attraction Just hold on tight, and let me do my dance If you want it, Im gonna be va va voom voom If you got it you got it, you got that boom boom If you want it, Im gonna be va va voom voom If you got it you got it, you got that boom boom Boy, Im in this club slow-mo Dont mind if I do And I can tell you feeling me from the jump I wanna ride too You got that hot shit, boy, you blessed Let me feel up on your chest Flex it, you the man You the man, one-hundred grand The same old game, blow Yes, I play it very well Come, baby, lay it down, let me stay down Let me show you how I run things in my playground Come and get this va va voom voom I-I-I wanna give you one last option I-I-I wanna give you one last chance If-if you looking for the main attraction Just hold on tight, and let me do my dance If you want it, Im gonna be va va voom voom If you got it you got it, you got that boom boom If you want it, Im gonna be va va voom voom If you got it you got it, you got that boom boom

Im a rockstar, smash my guitar Diamonds on my fist and on my arms Meek and I dont dress the same, relate in Goyard Frostbite on my pinky ring, watch me flex on yall I get it now, these niggas mad that she chose the kid, hey Im ball in NY, Derrick Rose this shit, hey I roll around town in a Rolls and shit I got that bag and we movin that snow Like its Christmas and Santa, got hoes and shit Hundred K large on my Audemar When we run down we hit one of yall Imma post up at the corner store Trappin all night but I shine like Im Armor All I am so hot I might break the thermometer Coppers they watch us and follow us Flip through that paper no calendar All of these jewels like I celebrate Hanukkah I got a different kind of money Im on a different kind of grind Im with some different type of niggas We on a different type of time Go get the money fuck them bitches Bitches be gettin out of line I turned that one into a two I turned that point into a nine Hey, hey, hey, hey, aye You know how froze that is, aye Look at my neck, damn, aye You know how froze that is, aye Look at my wrist, uh, yea You know how froze that is, aye Look at my fist, uh, yea You know how froze that is, aye Skrrrt, driving around in a Bentley, ya Following Meek and lil Nicki, ya It is just me and lil Brittney, ya Diamonds so wet you could slip in, ay Look at the bitch, take a picture She is just so photogenic, yea She ride my dick like a dirt bike You know she gon pop a wheelie, yea Count my money to a milli, yea Drive a Porsche all up in Philly Holding that gun with no holster Diamonds and Rollie get coolie Im a rockstar smash my guitar Diamonds on my fist and on my arms Meek and I dont dress the same, relate in Goyard Frostbite on my pinky ring, watch me flex on yall I get it now dudes is mad at these 80 Ms Twenty twelve I was balling like Tom Brady then Movie, Im living through these Scorsese lens Get at me, and deep-throat a three-eighty gun Pussy wet, Swiffer jet, come through on that bigger jet We land in them new ports, no babe not cigarettes Clear ports, air force, sweats on with a big diamond Make niggas stare at my hand even though I am not mimin Different type of money, you on a different type of broke Any of you bitches say Nicki, you on a different type of coke I just be sittin in the mansion, takin a dip inside the pool We dont go out without assassins We on some different type of rules, uhh Im a rockstar, scratch my guitar Diamonds on my ring and on my arms Meek and I still live together, relate in Goyard Frostbite on my pussy ring, watch me flex on yall You know how froze that is, aye Look at my neck, damn, aye You know how froze that is, aye Look at my wrist, uh, yea You know how froze that is, aye Look at my fist, uh, yea You know how froze that is, aye Huh, what? You know how froze that is, aye Look at my neck, damn, aye You know how froze that is, aye Look at my wrist, uh, yea You know how froze that is, aye Look at my fist, uh, yea You know how froze that is, aye

Mi man, mi say Nuff gyal, a road a chase you lately Mi know de trut But that don’t bother me So, tell dem gyal dem, ooh And tell ya friend dem, ooh My gun a go gun shot inna dem bloodclaat Hit dem wit it which part Any way dem go suh Tell dem gyal dem, yo Tell dem gyal seh, yo My gun a go gun shot inna dem bloodclaat Hit dem wit it which part Any way dem go suh Tell dem gyal dem, yo Mek dem gyal dem know Mi man, you say I’m crazy over you, baby No matter what they can’t get in between us So, tell dem gyal dem, ooh And tell ya friend dem, ooh My gun a go gun shot inna dem bloodclaat Hit dem wit it which part Any way dem go suh Tell dem gyal dem, yo Tell dem gyal seh, yo My gun a go gun shot inna dem bloodclaat Hit dem wit it which part Any way dem go suh Tell dem gyal dem, yo Mek dem gyal dem know Zaga, I am the girls, dem sugar Sometimes mi girlfriend wonder Mek mi tell yuh something Beenie Man, I’m a G The girls, them provide the lock for my key You alone, mi a pree You fulfill all my desires for me So, mi a go tell a gyal, ooh And tell ya friend dem, ooh I love it when yuh on top Wuss when yuh guh backshot None a dem nuh have that So when dem run in Mi a go tell a gyal, yo Mi a go tell a gyal, yo Cause I love it when yuh on top Wuss when yuh guh backshot None a dem nuh have that So when dem run in Mi a go tell a gyal, yo Mi a go tell a gyal know Hey, pretty Nicki Meet admiral Dicky Friend dem, a tel me say you have the sticky, sticky Gyal, how yuh hot, and yuh sexy, and pretty Me, yuh cherry mi want pick eh But its not every girl in my life Ive introduced to my Mama But you are the girl I man choose to give honor So, when some careless gyal a come with them silly drama Tell dem pause, like a sentence, mi using the comma Mek we visit Marc Jacobs, and call the wedding planner For a romantic setting in the middle of the savannah Ya love is in di air, and it appears like ah banner Now the heart in a mi chest is like a hammer I love it when yuh on top Wuss when yuh guh backshot None a dem nuh have that So when dem run in Mi a go tell a gyal, yo Mi a go tell a gyal, yo Cause I love it when yuh on top Wuss when yuh guh backshot None a dem nuh have that So when dem run in Mi a go tell a gyal, yo Mi a go tell a gyal know

Yeah Bobby V Yeah DJ, turn me up Dont you turn this down, no, no I think I gave him a discrete name He replied with a street name P.R. at the heat game No ball, but peep game He addicted to hustle, Im addicted to fame Though he packin that muscle, Im addicted to brain Im addicted to chillin, make a hell of a killin Dont I stunt on these bitches? Man, Im bad as a villain Get the gun, Ima hunt em When Im done, Im a don em When we leavin the lounge, Ima keep it a hunnid It went down, nuff said Pull off in that thang, and its blush red Sex in the lounge Girl, Im gon ya down Im gon you screaming, girl They gonna hear the sound of our sex in the lounge I cant believe this is happening to me, girl Happening to me, girl, oh wow So caught up in this girl Shawty got me love trapped, now Cant control myself, cause Im so into her Cause we doing it like nobodys around And when we doing, I can hear her make a sound Shawty was singing like me Had that girl singing, singing like me She be like, Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, I, I, I, I-I-I, I, I, I She looking at me like she want it Like, Im over here She climbing on top of me Ima make her scream, her scream like Sex in the lounge Girl, Im gon take ya down Im gon have you screaming, girl They gonna hear the sound of our sex in the lounge I cant believe this is happening to me, girl Happening to me, girl, oh wow Sit that pussy on my bottom lip Then, after that, you know we gotta switch My house so big that bitch came with a lobby We didnt use a rubber, but I came on her body I lay her down and kiss her neck and talk dirty to her Like I get that pussy wetter than a dirty sewer Fuck with me, turn around and bust it open for me Get on that dick and get that money, go Oprah for me All you girls dont like me, cause they know you love me But if you scared, go to church, its open Sunday I-I dig in that pussy, guess what I find Tunechi Lee and Nicki, sex in the lounge Sex in the lounge Girl, Im gon take ya down Im gon have you screaming, girl They gonna hear the sound of our sex in the lounge I cant believe this is happening to me, girl Happening to me, girl, oh wow Sex in the lounge Girl, Im gon take ya down Im gon have you screaming, girl They gonna hear the sound of our sex in the lounge I cant believe this is happening to me, girl Happening to me, girl, oh wow

Oh-oh-oh Come fill my glass up a little more We bout to get up and burn this floor You know we getting hotter, and hotter Sexy, and hotter, lets shut it down Uh! Yo, what I gotta do to show these girls that I own em? Some call me Nicki, and some call me Roman Skeeza, pleeza, Im in Ibiza Giuseppe Zanotti, my own sneaker Sexy, sexy that’s all I do If you need a bad bitch, let me call a few Pumps on, and the little mini-skirts is out I see some good girls, Ima turn em out Okay, bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle Im a bad bitch, no muzzle, hey? Bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle Im a bad bitch, no muzzle, lets go Music makes me high Oh-oh-oh Come fill my glass up a little more We bout to get up and burn this floor You know we getting hotter, and hotter Sexy, and hotter, lets shut it down Pound the alarm! Pound the alarm! I wanna do it for the night, night So, get me now, and knock this over I wanna do it like you like, like Come get me, baby Were not getting younger I just want you tonight, night Baby, we wont do it for life, life, oh Music makes me high Oh-oh-oh Come fill my glass up a little more We bout to get up and burn this floor You know we getting hotter, and hotter Sexy, and hotter, lets shut it down Pound the alarm! Pound the alarm! Alarm! Alarm! Alarm! Alarm! Oh-oh-oh Come fill my glass up a little more We bout to get up and burn this floor You know we getting hotter, and hotter Sexy, and hotter, lets shut it down Pound the alarm! Pound the alarm! Pound the alarm!

Ayo, its the UK baddie and the Barbie Love a little bitter in the sweet Bad boy, my recipe Bein nice a little borin when you in between the sheets When I ride that hee-haw, you know I know how to please ya Ooh, I like them tattoos and them gold teeth Type to make me feel like Im a baddie I like the fire youre bringin out of me Baby, somethin bout him got me weak in the knees The hold that you got should be criminal My mama wont see what I see in ya But I dont want it if it aint bad enough I dont know what it is, I I like a bad, bad boy You know I like a bad, bad boy I like a bad boy, you cant stop me I love bad boys for life I like a bad, bad boy You know I like a bad, bad boy I like a bad boy, you cant stop me I love bad boys for life Got a little attitude, but I think hes kinda cute So hood, so good, so damn taboo Know you know how to please me Like it raw, baby, sashimi Ooh, I like them tattoos and them gold teeth Type to make me feel like Im a baddie I like the fire youre bringin out of me Baby, somethin bout him got me weak in the knees The hold that you got should be criminal My mama wont see what I see in ya But I dont want it if it aint bad enough I dont know what it is, I I like a bad, bad boy You know I like a bad, bad boy I like a bad boy, you cant stop me I love bad boys for life I like a bad, bad boy You know I like a bad, bad boy I like a bad boy, you cant stop me I love bad boys for life Bad bitches want a bad boy Word to Biggie, Diddy, and Mase Woah, like Rob, wont find a prettier face He gon keep my VVSs dancing like Total So I could just shine while he shoot up the place Raspberries, cherries, and berries, Im edible Do these bitches like a library, done read em all My body smokin, come get a pull Lucky charms on my anklets, no, not cereal Jesy, we got all these jelly bitches actin real messy Still a bad bitch whether Im sporty or Im dressy I dont know why I got these dudes actin zesty But I only want a bad boy as my bestie I like a bad, bad boy You know I like a bad, bad boy I like a bad boy, you cant stop me I love bad boys for life I like a bad, bad boy You know I like a bad, bad boy I like a bad boy, you cant stop me I love bad boys for life Its Nicki and Jesy He love me, and plus he Ready to knock a motherfucker out just to impress me

Hey, hey, yeah Oh, oh Oh I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin, feels like Im– How could it be, little me Had the power to be the best B in the league Yeah, inevitably, but could it be little me? You was heckling me, now its monotony winning regularly, yo I catch rec on recreation, so I exceed all your expectations Bitches aint got it in em, I kill em and then I skin em The contract was signed, but I am the addendum So-so where my dawgs at, Randy Ma-ma-matter fact, get off my dick, bitch, Andy Ca-ca-ca-ca-ca-cause everything is fine and dandy Go against me now, I dare you, Bambi Half a million dollars just to upgrade the car show I aint even detonate the bombs in the arsenal Before the storm comes the calm Hope you can take the heat like LeBron Ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah Im the best now Anybody with some money should invest now Soccer moms need to organize a pep rall Your game over, bitch, Gatorade, wet towel Mothafuckers aint ready, they never been As long as I am in the game, youll never win Im on that different type of high, heroin Put on my cape and hit the sky, heroine I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin This is the moment, grab your Kodak While Im flying with a flow that is The greatest throwback since that Nolan Ryan And the days been crazy and the nights even wilder And the lights even brighter, baby, stand next to my fire Only higher is Messiah or notes from Mariah Rari six hundred horses, thats my chariot of fire Where we flyin, they cant find us, all them broke days behind us I just took your whole life and redesigned it, uh I think Im Marc Jacobs, I think Im Lagerfeld I think without makeup, you still bad as hell Ima grab your waist, then Ima grab your face and Then Ima taste it, then Ima blaze it Hello all my bad girls, this just in Yeezy hurt the beat like he fucked her best friend And she let him back in, and he just did it again He crazy, he blazin, he off the deep end Im blazin, Im flagrant, Im crazy, Im sayin Too much for the world so they abbreviate him His past is her fave, his stats is amaze Her dress is just perf, uh, Prada colored beige Its obvi we the ish and Im rolling with my Brits So real, you so trill, baby, everything legit How you feel? They say we crazed cause our styles so diff Theyll be jeal when we in the mag lookin magnif As if I aint used Magnums on your favorite bad bitch Fuck these background niggas, I was tryna ad-lib Add this, we blazin, Nicki, what you think? I got two White Russians, but we also need some drinks I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin It feels like Im blazin, blazin, blazin, blazin It feels like Im blazin, blazin, blazin, blazin It feels like Im blazin, blazin, blazin, blazin It feels like Im blazin, blazin, blazin, blazin It feels like Im blazin, blazin, blazin It feels like Im blazin, blazin, blazin It feels like Im blazin, blazin, blazin It feels like Im blazin, blazin, blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin

Hello, good morning, tell me what the lick read Pretty face, thin waist, with the sick weave First time fish tailing in the 6, speed Real bad boy, tell em come and get me Im at the fight, been kinda like Bellmen Only took the trip to the truck twice Unpacked the Mac 11 and air max’s Stuff six figures in my damn air mattress Uh, I’m in love with large bills A dime with a fat ass, thin waist, and tall heels Yeah, it’s the Teflon Don Hundred carats in the charm, trying to give it back to Sean Hello, good morning Lets go, lets ride Hello, good morning Hello, good morning Know you’ve been waiting for it ’Cause I seen you watching So lets go Lets get it popping Cause I’ve been leaning on the bar Looking cleaner than the star All these broads wont give me my props 25 on the bank, I be stunting on their ass And they mad cause the bitch won’t stop Got your boyfriend feeling like a groupie Stuntin like you looking like a movie And everybody know who the truth be I blow cause I’m blowing on the ohh wee Hello I just came up in it a little bit self-centered But did I kill a Queen? Now Alexander McQueen’s got the wrists on glow The bottles is on po’ Got that shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy ya, shimmy yo What the fuck I look like? Bitch, I run this town I ain’t coming out for less than a hunnid thou Man, the last time I checked, I was bubbling out Bout to turn down shows out in Dublin now Wait, wait, hol up, maybe they aint get that there Like eleven hundred horses when I switch that gear I just swerve on them, sorta like I missed that deer Then I press that little button on the sit back chair Bitch, I do it cause I get it I got billion dollar credit If you got a million dollars, you could put it up and bet it I just be like, Hello, hello but I never could salute them Young money, I do it for the youth dem Hello, Good morning Lets go, lets ride Hello, Good morning Hello, Good evening You blow, you feindin’ ’Vause you know that your really needed And I’m the one that you wanna be with But right now baby you dreaming Wake up and turn the lights off Cause I’ve been leaning on the bar Looking cleaner than the star All these broads wont give me my props 25 on the bank, I be stunting on their ass And they mad cause the bitch won’t stop Got your boyfriend feeling like a groupie Stuntin like you looking like a movie And everybody know who the truth be I blow cause I’m blowing on the ohh wee Hello Hello, Good morning Lets go, lets work Hello, Good morning Lets go, lets work Hello Turn me up a little bit more, I don’t think they can hear me Check this out Bad Boy bitch Lets work Come on Lets work Non stop lets rock lets work Make you feel good too Dont stop I see you lets work It’s that dirty money Uh, How fly is he Your baby momma cry for me like Jodeci So how you not notice me Pull up to the club in the coldest V Ugh. literally though little did he know how that nigga Diddy flow How that nigga Diddy go so hard like a crowbar still getting dough Woah, woah, woah Yeah I like this, can you feel it Nothing can save ya Its that Dirty Money

Ohh, ohh, ohh, ahh Oh yeah, ohh, whattup, aiyyo SB Gal mi waan fi hold yuh, put mi arms right around yuh Yo Peashead, Tremor, Boozer, Smallz, Spoon Gal yuh give mi di tightest hold mi ever yet seen inna my life This ones for Queens Gal mi waan fi just squeeze yuh, put mi ting right around yuh This ones for Brooklyn, New York City, hahah Gal yuh give mi di tightest hold mi ever yet seen inna my life Young Money,, uhh, rahh Aiyo Gyptian tell dem fi gwaan, eviction Dis one yah it a di bad gal edition See dem gal deh, contradiction Dem seh dem sitten tight, a bare fiction) Di whole a dem a bait Body smokin, cigarette, shape nice, figure-eight Give dem di roller blades, tell dem fi skate Styled on dem Jamaican tip All I do is sign boobs and be takin pics Got the new Benz the color of bacon bits I got a spot in every state dalmations bitch And its Young Money, old money, real good money Aint do a feature that wasnt on Billboard honey Kingston, Rema, Waterhouse, Jungle Barbie mi have nuff gal inna bungle Ahhhh Gal mi waan fi hold yuh, put mi arms right around yuh Gal yuh give mi di tightest grip mi ever yet seen inna my life Gal mi just waan fi hold yuh, put mi ting all around yuh Gal yuh give mi di tightest hold mi ever yet seen inna my life Like a fast bike pon di bike vroom vroom vroom vroom Climb pon di back and she a boom boom boom boom Gimme di mogga one or di fat ku kum kum Mi nuh romp as when mi a time I get my boom boom She deh outta control, a more fire she waan in har soul She seh more pon more and still she groan And still mi multiply more Gal mi waan fi hold yuh, put mi arms right around yuh Gal yuh give mi di tightest hold mi ever yet seen in my life Gal mi just waan fi hold yuh, put mi arms right around yuh Gal yuh give mi di tightest hold mi ever yet seen inna my life Like a fast bike pon di bike vroom vroom vroom vroom Climb pon di back and she a boom boom Gimme di magga one or di fat ku kum kum Mi nuh romp as when mi a move to watch my boom She deh outta control, a more fire she waan in har soul She seh more pon more and still she groan And still mi multiply more Gal mi waan fi hold yuh, put mi tings right around yuh Gal yuh give mi di tightest hold mi ever yet seen inna my life Gal mi just waan fi hold yuh, put mi arms all around yuh Gal yuh give mi di tightest hold mi ever yet seen inna my life Gal mi waan fi just squeeze yuh, put mi ting all around yuh Gal yuh give mi di tightest hold mi ever yet seen inna my life Ohh Mi eye dem dry and mi nuh care, mi tek it anytime anywhere Inna di square, so we nuh care, and as a woman, I will be there Mi waan a girl who will tek care a mi, mi waan a gal dat can wine pon mi Wid it good, and mek mi feel it, show mi dat yuh can girl Gal mi waan fi hold yuh, put mi arms right around yuh Gal yuh give mi di tightest grip mi ever yet seen inna my life Gal mi just waan fi hold yuh, put mi ting all around yuh Gal yuh give mi di tightest hold mi ever yet seen inna my life Oh oh oh, oh yeah, whoah Oh oh oh, oh yeah, whoa Hold yuh, around yuh, my life Around yuh, my life

Run that back, Turbo I just got 10 million bucks for shit that I aint even do yet You spent your money but I aint say I was your boo yet You got your feelings hurt, I aint really mean to do that Im just a bad bitch, Im sorry I put you through that Im from New York where we’ll never say, Good morning Rippin the block and he aint come home til the morning I always prayed to have a building with a doorman Now Im so busy I gotta turn down these endorsements Now Im flauntin everything that I wanted Remember a time when I couldnt even afford it Now Im in stores, I get everything that fits me Chanel mink slides and shades so they dont know its me Drip too hard, got his dick too hard He gon fuck around and drown off this wave Pretty little toes, stunting on these hoes Buy another bag soon as I get paid Bad little vibe, keep her by my side Case a dirty bitch gotta catch this fade Do it all the time, still Im in my prime Couple new blessings every time we pray Uh, Im still the same bitch from the city of the potholes She say, Oh, I got those, I said, No, its not those I dont fuck with birds, but you bitches on my cock though If I want some chicken and waffles I go to Roscoes Cooler than the winter but I heat up like the summer Fuckin with my baby, Im a gunna When I say baby, I aint talkin bout Stunna Im talking bout lil like Weezy on the come-up Drip too hard, got his dick too hard He gon fuck around and drown off this wave Pretty little toes, stunting on these hoes Buy another bag soon as I get paid Bad little vibe, keep her by my side Case a dirty bitch gotta catch this fade Do it all the time, still Im in my prime Couple new blessings every time we pray Drip too hard, got his dick too hard He gon fuck around and drown Pretty little toes, stunting on these hoes Buy another bag Bad little vibe, keep her by my side Case a dirty bitch gotta catch this fade Do it all the time, still Im in my prime Couple new blessings every time we pray Couple new blessings every time we pray Every time we pray Couple new blessings every time we pray

Ayo, this the remix Ella Mai, Quavocito, Chun-Li Ayo, lemme tell you why you so special Hood nigga bang the .45 special Fuckin wit him but we never tell the press, though Dick game on Alakazam, presto Still a Playboy bunny on Hef, though So we gotta get the dollar like Creflo He said that he want respect, I said, Thats dope But that goes both ways like DeJ Loaf, uh Left them other bitches with the stupid face He said he tryna steal my heart, he got the booster face I give him time that them other niggas used to waste He got that, he got that, he got that super bass Feelings, so deep in my feelings No, this aint really like me Cant control my anxiety Feeling, like Im touching the ceiling When Im with you I cant breathe Boy, you do something to me Ooh, now Ill never get over you until I find something new That get me high like you do, yeah yeah Ooh, now Ill never get over you until I find something new That get me high like you do Listen to my heart go ba-dum, bood up Biddy-da-dum, bood up Hear my heart go ba-dum, bood up Biddy-da-dum it just wont stop, it go Ba-dum, bood up Biddy-da-dum, bood up Hear my heart go ba-dum, bood up Biddy-da-dum, it just wont stop, it go Let you on my life, get a sneak peek Listen to my heart go beep-beep When we bood up, she keep me out the street-streets Hit it back-to-back, make me call her repeat She lockin up like its robotic, yeah On your body, your body, your body, yeah Ill let you get the racks out my wallet, yeah But she so bad she say, I got it, yeah, ooh And we always catchin a vibe, ain’t nobody like you Aint nobody like, aint nobody like you Ooh, now Ill never get over you until I find something new That get me high like you do, yeah yeah Ooh, now Ill never get over you until I find something new That get me high like you do Listen to my heart go ba-dum, bood up Biddy-da-dum, bood up Hear my heart go ba-dum, bood up Biddy-da-dum it just wont stop, it go Ba-dum, bood up Biddy-da-dum, bood up Hear my heart go ba-dum, bood up Biddy-da-dum, it just wont stop, it go Hello? Whats happenin? Babe, can you come and get me? Im outside

Its that time again Frankie motherfuckin P Fergie, come out and play Move your hips, okay When I be leavin, she tell me to stay Move your hips, okay When I be leavin, she tell me to stay Move your hips, okay When I be leavin, she tell me to stay Move your hips, okay When I be leavin, she tell me to stay Diamonds all on my gums Talkin my shit, I got runs Hole in my jeans like Im Grunge Fuckin that bitch in the buns She suck on my dick til its numb Pockets is fat like The Klumps Rappers is lookin like lunch Im makin a meal when I munch, woo Move your hips, okay When I be leaving she tell me to stay, ooh Got a new loft in Harlem No, Fergie aint move to LA, woo Burberry on my collar, ooh Diamonds, they sit in my face, woo You dont want no problems, ooh Frankie P set em ablaze, ooh Move your hips, okay When I be leavin, she tell me to stay Move your hips, okay When I be leavin, she tell me to stay Move your hips, okay When I be leavin, she tell me to stay Move your hips, okay When I be leavin, she tell me to stay All of you bitches is food If you the opps, you gon be singin the blues Feelin like Bishop in Juice Word to my dude, this Jimmy Choo on my shoes All of my niggas is makks This is a fact, this aint no cap app All of my bitches is bad, word to my dad They know we get to the bag Move my hips, okay Tell him to go, then I tell him to stay, hey Baby, its okay I have been havin one hell of a day, yay Saint Laurent all on my shades Then I pull up in a cherry Mercedes, yay Strawberry shortcake hair Chinese bangs with my two braids, ayy Straight from outta Queens, headed to Harlem now I got the panda mink on and its growlin now Already bodied Plain Jane and we mobbin now Thats cause all these fake niggas try to rob my style Yo, these bitches really be slow, tell em Im Billy the G.O.A.T. Im gettin that dough, my neck and my wrist really glow My model bitch all up in Vogue All up in Vogue, pardon my Versace robe Streak in my hair like Im Rogue Nigga, you know, you better not tip on your toes They grippin the 40 below Move your hips, okay When I be leavin, she tell me to stay Move your hips, okay When I be leavin, she tell me to stay Move your hips, okay When I be leavin, she tell me to stay Move your hips, okay When I be leavin, she tell me to stay

‪ My holy ground wey me I run to Naija to the world, uh‬ Classic‬ ‪The Queen to the Motherland‬ ‪On the other hand‬ ‪She said, Come if you wanna ‪I said, I know myself, Im gonna wanna ‪Activate undercover, so let me know ‬ ‪She say, Nwannem biko ‪Activate if you wanna Let her know its not the normal size ‪This kind thing go make your ship capsize ‪So let me know if you wanna ride ‪She call me brother, ‪I call her sister, too ‪Mama so fine, she got like six tattoos ‬ ‪If she was a city, she be Timbuktu ‬ ‪My holy ground wey me I run to ‪Brother, ‪I call her sister, too ‪Mama so fine, she got like six tattoos ‬ ‪If she was a city, she be Timbuktu ‬ ‪My holy ground wey me I run to‬ ‪My holy ground wey me I run to ‪I said, Come if you wanna ‪Got the drink, the marijuana ‪Let me know whenever you decide ‪Let me know, you put them bitches to the side, yeah ‪Its you on my mind, its you all the time ‪You came just in time, you gave me my— ‪Spit on the mic, something you could bump to ‪Get nasty for you every time you come through ‪Finish line, who you run to? ‪Keep you grounded, I holy ground you Ayo, ‪Im giving medals, I gotta give you the G ‪Im bouncing all on the D‬ ‪I just had to give you the V‬ ‪Hair blowing all in the wind ‬while we cruising, Penelope ‪Nigeria to the world, and “Fuck you” to my enemies ‪She call me brother, ‪I call her sister, too ‪Mama so fine, she got like six tattoos ‬ ‪If she was a city, she be Timbuktu ‬ ‪My holy ground wey me I run to ‪Brother, ‪I call her sister, too ‪Mama so fine, she got like six tattoos ‬ ‪If she was a city, she be Timbuktu ‬ ‪My holy ground wey my I run to ‪My holy ground wey me I run to ‪Spit on the mic, something we could bump to ‪Get nasty for you every time you come through ‪Finish line, who you run to? Keep you grounded ‪My holy ground wey me I run to My holy ground, eh, eh, oweh Shekpe baddest

Yeah, hittin that bitch from the fire, uh Uh, notice me, yeah Hittin that boy with that fire, ooh Nigga didnt notice me, yeah Im hittin that bitch with some fire, ooh He aint even notice me, yeah Hittin that bitch with that fire, uh A nigga didnt notice me Hittin that boy with that fire, uh They aint even know its me, uh They aint even notice me, huh They aint even know its me, ooh They aint even notice me, huh They aint even know its me, huh Hittin that boy with that fire Nigga didnt notice me Hold up, lil bitch, I got bags You talkin to mans Hold up, lil bitch I got bags You talkin to me Hittin that boy with that fire Nigga didnt know it was me Nigga be dead to me Nigga be dead meat Hittin that bitch from the side I wanna have a ménage I wanna have a good time I wanna fuck up your life She wanna play with that fire Shawty gon play with that fire These niggas aint ready for slime They aint even ready for slime Hittin that bitch from the fire, uh Uh, notice me, yeah Hittin that boy with that fire, ooh Nigga didnt notice me, yeah Im hittin that bitch with some fire, ooh He aint even notice me, yeah Hittin that bitch with that fire, uh A nigga didnt notice me Hittin that boy with that fire, uh They aint even know its me, uh They aint even notice me, huh They aint even know its me, ooh They aint even notice me, huh They aint even know its me, huh Hittin that boy with that fire Nigga didnt notice me Hittin that boy with the fire Wish a motherfucker try Know Slime gonna fire I been firin all the shots Since I was a little nigga Lil nigga havin pistols Pistols never was a issue Gettin money since a youngin Been havin hoes comin Lot of niggas out here frontin Know them pussy niggas bluffin These niggas wasnt shootin Slimeball been packin Slimeball bout that action And you know whats happenin Yeah, bitch Hittin that bitch from the fire, uh Uh, notice me, yeah Hittin that boy with that fire, ooh Nigga didnt notice me, yeah Im hittin that bitch with some fire, ooh He aint even notice me, yeah Hittin that bitch with that fire, uh A nigga didnt notice me Hittin that boy with that fire, uh They aint even know its me, uh They aint even notice me, huh They aint even know its me, ooh They aint even notice me, huh They aint even know its me, huh Hittin that boy with that fire Nigga didnt notice me Yeah, yeah Uh, yeah Uh, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah

NickiHndrxx Rrrrrrr! Transformer, I just popped a transformer Lit the room up, all I did was hold my arm up Went through Barneys, I spent 20k on Amiris Got my weight up, now Im talkin back to Siri Smashin foreigners, murder shit at the coroner Jackie Joyner, racin racks all summer Woke the don up, all I did was hold my arm up Top goin up, it look like I lit the sun up Goin bonkers, I fuck with her, Im her sponsor Go redundant, everything I do responsive Off the continent, everything is out the country No assumption, hit on the gas, start punchin Park my confidence, hit the gas, barely functionin Aint no consciousness, Im bout to spaz on this stallion Fuck a casualty, everything we did was lavishly Fuck a tragedy, all these sticks automatically Transformer, I just popped a transformer Lit the room up, all I did was hold my arm up Went through Barneys, I spent 20k on Amiris Got my weight up, now Im talkin back to Siri Smashin foreigners, murder shit at the coroner Jackie Joyner, racin racks all summer Woke the don up, all I did was hold my arm up Top goin up, it look like I lit the sun up What the fuck, Ima have to pump brakes on these hoes Real shooters, I dont ever pump fake on these hoes Me—me—me and Pluto pull up in that new Ferrari drip Always eatin Japanese so Im a need wasabi dip Four—four—four albums in, pull a milli for a show While these bitches is servin Milli Vanilli on the low Spent my money on some dope, where my money envelope? Transform it to a Billy cause I really am the goat Transformer, I just popped a transformer Master bathroom, two jacuzzis and a sauna They aint warn her, now she out here facin karma Had a chance, but got at me now shes a goner Where my bad bitches? Fuck these niggas, give them trauma Coulda fixed his life but now that nigga need Iyanla All his friends tryna kill it, eat it J.A. Dahmer Niggas snakes but, stupid, Im the snake charmer This a different tax bracket, upper echelon Im still the bad guy, I am a Decepticon Some call me Nicki but some call me Megatron Im stoppin bags and I dont need a red octagon Transformer, I just popped a transformer Lit the room up, all I did was hold my arm up Went through Barneys, I spent 20k on Amiris Got my weight up, now Im talkin back to Siri Smashin foreigners, murder shit at the coroner Jackie Joyner, racin racks all summer Woke the don up, all I did was hold my arm up Top goin up, it look like I lit the sun up Thousand carats, ooh, nigga, Roger Rabbit Where the towel, bitch? Ooh, we just fucked a balance Check my standings, ooh, I just bought a palace Shawty baddest, ooh, and she from a pageant Fuck a daddy, ooh, cause she call me Zaddy Cause she call—, cause she call me Zaddy

Well we must be some zanies and fools To  take a gamble on this love just like we do What  a wonderfully crazy thing to do Love like magnets, we were powerless to choose Im so powerful every time I look at you No  memory of anything I couldnt do Its  possible, so possible Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah,  yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Once upon a time I was unsure of myself I would always claim I never had no help Looking to the mirror, the most unfair of all Hit  the Players Ball, it was unbearable Another big birthday, another milestone To make your birthstone feel like rhinestone The caterpillars that had burrowed inside my belly Started to flutter before I learned how to fly I had a bunch of midlife crises fore I turned twenty-five The teachers put me in the back row, I was learning to hide Cause when the teachers call you special, thats the perfect disguise I had to bury all the dancing that would burgeon inside I got quiet, thought that silence was the perfect reply I turn to Casper any time a nigga turn on the slide Until I turned up at the talent show, a permanent high I had Jesus behind the wheel before I learned how to drive Cause its poss... Its possible Its possible Its possible Its possible Its possible Its possible Its possible Its possible Once upon a time, a lady who tried twice At being a good wife and giving a good life To both of her lil girls with ballerina tights She called up the RE/MAX and opened her own site Closing open houses, hired her own type Alimony is phony, she paid for her own flights Crazy office parties, shes throwin em inside And my mama sealed my fate when she opened the invite The lady had a plan, she knew it all in advance The party was a good mixture of employees and friends She told the people comin to make sure they bring their kids Yeah, bring some food, but just make sure you bring your kids After we arrived and after standing around The lady tinked her glass and told us, Gather around For a special performance from her daughters, she said it proud But tonight they not my daughters, tonight they Destinys Child Out from the back came three lil survivors In formation, choreo tighter One on the left, I think I might like her One on the left, I think I might love her Lady just folds her arms, rubs her hands All of the lessons learned, how to dance All of these moments left up to chance Everything will go right as it can Its possible Its possible Its possible Its possible Its possible Its possible Its possible Once upon a time, I had carats supplied To a pair of fair rings I would share with the bride Every kiss begins with Claires cut clarity size They were forever, but marriage had an apparent decline Now we live in fear of doin what our parents was tryin So every Rapunzel dont got the kind of hair you can climb Ever since they lost a slipper, every pair that they find They say these boots were made for dancing like Mary J. Blige We live a life apart, life so hard Lifell never really end up like the start We learned together how the back door feels And we was jumping over brooms in tobacco fields We was the same, all black folks still Until the white man found out black votes steal elections So they legitimized us, but behind us Its still black folks at the back door still For every small increment liberated, our women waited And all they privacy been invaded Almost every trait I got through the slave owner gone Skin brown, nose round, but the Bennett made it Now I wanna give it to her, Sierra Leone, serenade Sometimes love come with its own barricade Sometimes love just gotta hold, marinate Let it hold, let it wait, here it go, here it go Its possible Its possible Its possible Its possible Its possible Its possible Ayy, yo Once upon a time, a girl from Trinidad Had to fly to Canada and sneak into the land Of the free and of the brave, feet under the sand And I came in realizing nothing free in the land Dreams of making money, had to split it with Sam All that Making the Band, yeah, I couldve did it, but damn Rather really be on the come-up, had to stick to the plan Went from rockin with Fendi, now Fendi know Im a brand Thats how God do, Im in your top two And I aint number two, conquered rap, then the pop too You gon stop who? Get off cock, boo Since Itty Bitty Piggy, giving bitches what they bop to I met my husband when I was seventeen out in Queens If you love it, let it go, now I know what that means While he was up North for a body I bodied everybody and got known for my body My nigga home now, he the Clyde to my Bonnie Bout to walk down the aisle and be a mommy Ooh, I remember when I cried like, Why me? Now I wouldnt exchange my life for Armani Sometimes I feel like Im dreaming and then it hits me Gotta remember who I am when it slips me Kids running up to the car yelling, Nicki All my bad bitches, I know that yall with me Fuck they thought was sittin in my seat? Got a big bowl of ice cream sitting in my Jeep Got some killers thatll put you on ice, so dont sleep Bout to dead this whole beef and rock some gold teeth Its possible, its possible Its possible to me

Young Money! Im in the UK FaNaTiX Just touch down inna the airport Tracksuit and me Air Force All a me gyal dem love me All the one weh seh me ugly She go spot me designer She wan gimme the vagina Everything a from London Bond Street Nothing never come from China A me pop off me tag dem Me new Benz it a mad dem Everyday me a swag dem Louis deh pon mi bag dem See me no too swim me no like beach And me too black me no like bleach Phone nuh stop ring when a night reach Even your gyal wan try piece Same suh me dweet Suh me dweet Ayo! Just touched down inna the G5 You know Im buzzin like a beehive We still bumpin to dat C5 Fendi prints pon mi knee highs Body goodie so mi mad dem Face pretty, me ah problem Everything from Paris, Milan Straight off the runway when I grab dem Platinum plaques in my office Turned down million dollar offers I dont fuck with the middle man low ranks Ima only meet wit the bosses Si mi nuh too swim, mi no like beach Gal dem wah mi give em, mi nah like teach Ride the dick good when mi man reach Now your boyfriend wan try piece Same suh me dweet Suh me dweet Just touched down like NASA Nicki pum-pum fatter While you deh a your job Your girl givin me a blowjob Ha-ha-ha-ha More balls than Liverpool Well bad dawg, we no fool This yah Beretta yah nyam nuff nigga food Jah know da riddim yah sick, you see Fuck Vicky, make Nicki see Me haffi represent Brixton Pon the bloodclaat Brit Jam, big song She a boom off mi hood inna the front seat Me cum, she cum plea head up fi it Count Gs, bun weed, hump fee dont come cheap Steppin inna the club, nuff punk leave Just touch round a di hotspot Have a mill inna the rack sack Tell Biggy seh fi lock that But him busy pan him WhatsApp Seh a gyal want link fi the fat cock Me seh dog just maths dat Man a shooter me never miss so anytime gyal want back shot Put that money pon di table Meck me friends them live life dare to Me a celebrate dem a celebrate to Tell dem gyal deh fi stay to See me no too swim me like beach And me too black me no like bleach Phone no stop ring when a night reach Even your girl wan try piece Same suh me dweet Suh me dweet

I had to do it Ha Oh Lord, Jetson made another one Hah Pack in the mail, its gone She like how I smell, cologne I just signed a deal, Im on Yeah, yeah I go where I want, Im good Play if you want, lets do it Im a young CEO, Suge Yeah, yeah Drug lord, Griselda, I used to move weight through Delta So stay in your place cause I dont wanna put you in a shelter Im cookin up in the kitchen, you could be my little helper Go to the table and ask em do they want the flat or the seltzer? I go where I want Im good, my niggasll get them goods So come off the chain and come off the watch, you gotta respect the jux Queen sleazy era and they never see me ever Cause I send my shooters and they introduce us as soon as I pull the lever I say Choke me, he do it every time that we do it Nigga packin like Hewlett, I told him, Damn, nigga, you lit On that D goin stupid, got my ass-shots from Cupid You could just ask Ken, he be like, Hadouken! Hah Pack in the mail, its gone She like how I smell, cologne I just signed a deal, Im on Yeah, yeah I go where I want, Im good Play if you want, lets do it Im a young CEO, Suge Yeah, yeah The first nigga play, Ima body a nigga I just checked my balance Ill probably pull up to your hood And come buy me a nigga You know that your ho told you that nigga crazy Dont think that she lied to you, nigga Get caught with your ho when Im poppin em both Now they high just like Bobby and Whitney Say Im the goat, act like I dont know But fuck it, Im obviously winnin Dont make me go hit the bank and take out a hundred To show you our pockets are different Im out with your bitch and I only want knowledge She got a lil mileage, Im chillin You disrespect me and Ill beat your ass up All in front of your partners and children Im the type to let a nigga think that Im broke Until I pop out with a million Take 20K and put that on your head And make one of your partners come kill you Say he fuckin with me then he gotta grow up Cause this nigga gotta be kiddin This shit, it cant fit in my pocket I got it, like I hit the lottery, nigga Opp, Ill slap the shit out a nigga No talkin, I dont like to argue with niggas Aint gon be no more laughin You see me whip out guns, Im gon be done shot me a nigga I dont follow no bitches on IG But all of your bitches, they follow a nigga And that lil nigga aint gon shoot shit with that gun He just pull it out in his pictures Hah Pack in the mail, its gone She like how I smell, cologne I just signed a deal, Im on Yeah, yeah I go where I want, Im good Play if you want, lets do it Im a young CEO, Suge Yeah, yeah Hah Pack in the mail, its gone She like how I smell, cologne I just signed a deal, Im on Yeah, yeah I go where I want Im good Play if you want, lets do it Im a young CEO, Suge Yeah, yeah

Lifes a movie, let the camera roll Fast life moving, aint no going slow Thats right, baby, you already know You already know, hope youre ready Ready, steady, steady, rocking Let it go, get rolled, I just cant hold Back and forth cause Im the girl with soul Aint controlling effects, so what the heck Rock the discotheque cause this groove is up next Tease on the camera, freeze while I animate Im no amateur, Ima laminate Ima assassinate all the imitates Then Ima take a break, and meditate Hmm, let me think about it Put my little noodle on the problem, then I drink about it Drink a little, swig a little, sip a little, spill a little Feel a little loopy when I get a little tipsy Beez got me feeling like a gypsy Smoking on a hookah got me feeling like a hippie, trippy Gone for a minute and you missed me Now Fergie back with a bag full of tricksies, what Lifes a movie, let the camera roll Fast life moving, aint no going slow Thats right, baby, you already know You already know, hope youre ready Ready, steady, steady, rocking This is how I do, this is how I do This is how I do, this is how I do Yo, ayo, let it go, lets go I keep a bar like Esco I wanna ball, where the nets go? Im on stage, you can stand where the guests go Bitches is my sons, they don’t wanna leave the nest, though They like, aw, where the ref go? I-I got these hoes scared to pass, I got that intercept flow I made a movie like Seth Ro And since I came in the game, they careers on death row Damn, they aint seen young Nicki in a week Five shows, made three millie in a week You are now looking at the the best, the elite Too bad you cant go and invest them critiques I’m thick and petite, tell em quick, pick a seat I pull up in the Ghost, no sheets, trick or treat I know they on E, but I dont give a F, though Bad attitude, but my pussy is the best, though Lifes a movie, let the camera roll Fast life moving, aint no going slow Thats right, baby, you already know You already know, hope youre ready Ready, steady, steady, rocking This is how I do, this is how I do This is how I do, this is how I do Come get some, you little bums Dudes want the cake, but they cant get a crumb From the original, sexual, visual dope chick and all that good shit Charismatic when Im at it When I add it up, Im mathematic, baby Top game, Im out the attic There you have it, no dramatics, hold the static Pose for the camera, daddy, Im vogueing Baby, Im glamorous, and Im folding Grammys and AMAs, Im holding Amazing the way I keep shit frozen Cool, thats true, got new shoes and a new attitude Got my hair did, got a new hairdo Come and see me at a venue near you I said watch me, I said watch me when I drop it Just watch and learn, baby, watch and learn, baby Its hot, it burns so I drop it Oh baby, watch me when I drop it You didnt know I could drop it like that, did you? You didnt know I could drop it like that, did you? Lifes a movie, let the camera roll Fast life moving, aint no going slow Thats right, baby, you already know You already know, hope youre ready Ready, steady, steady, rocking This is how I do, this is how I do This is how I do, this is how I do This is how I do, this is how I do This is how I do, this is how I do Make some noise for my girl Fergie Ferg Interlude Double Dutchess Double Dutchess Wait, hold up, wait, hold up, wait, hold up Wait, hold up, wait, hold up, wait, hold up Lets get into the mood, lets get into the groove Wait, wait, hold up Lets get into it, lets get into it now I just wanna feel ya, I just wanna see ya I just wanna feel ya, let me scratch my nails up on ya head Let me scratch my nails all down your back Real light, real small, just like you like it Baby, baby, I know how you like it Ooh, baby, baby, I know how you like it I know what you like, I know what you like Wanna give it to you, baby, tonight Im gonna give it to you, baby, tonight Im gonna give it to you, baby, tonight

You see right through me How do you do that shit? How do you do that shit? How do you do that shit? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? You let me win, you let me ride You let me rock, you let me slide And when they lookin, you let me hide Defend my honor, protect my pride The good advice I always hated But lookin back, it made me greater You always told me forget the haters Just get my money, just get my weight up Know when Im lyin, know when Im cryin Its like you got it down to a science Why am I tryin? Know you aint buyin I tried to fight it back with defiance You make me laugh, you make me hoarse From yellin at you and gettin at you Pickin up dishes, throwin em at you Why are you speakin when no one asked you? You see right through me How do you do that shit? How do you do that shit? How do you do that shit? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? You see right through me How do you do that shit? How do you do that shit? How do you do that shit? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? What are we doin? Could you see through me? Cause you say, Nicki, and I say, Who, me? And you say, No, you, and I say, Screw you Then you start dressin and you start leavin And I start cryin and I start screamin The heavy breathin, but whats the reason? Always get the reaction you wanted Im actually frontin, Im askin you somethin, yo Answer this question, class is in session Tired of lettin passive-aggression Control my mind, capture my soul Okay, youre right, just let it go Okay, you got it, its in the can Before I played it, you knew my hand You could turn a free throw to a goal Nigga got the peephole to my soul You see right through me How do you do that shit? How do you do that shit? How do you do that shit? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? You see right through me How do you do that shit? How do you do that shit? How do you do that shit? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? Stop Stop Wont you just stop lookin through me? Cause I cant take it No, I cant take it You see right through me How do you do that shit? How do you do that shit? How do you do that shit? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you? You see right through me You see right through me, baby You see right through me You see right through me How do you do that? How do you do that? How do you do that? How do you do that? Baby

Oh I get it, oh okay Niggas tryna, niggas tryna, tryna be on some slick shit How you gone do a freaky girl song and not include Nicki Minaj? I mean come on now, you know my fuckin name, lets get it Shes a very freaky girl, dont bring her to mama First you get her name, then you get her number Then you get some brain in the front seat of the Hummer Then you get some brain in the front seat of the Hummer Shes a very freaky girl, dont bring her to mama First you get her name, then you get her number Then you get some brain in the front seat of the Hummer Then you get some brain in the front seat of the Hummer Uhnn you want a freaky girl? Welcome to Nicki World N-N-N-Nickis world, N-N-N-Nickis world Um, let me think, what could I do to kick it off? How bout I cum all on your dick and then I lick it off? I mean its something so funny when it get soft I like to play with it, squeeze it like a stress ball He say he like to hear the sound of me slurpin it Turn off his phone cause them hoes keep churpin it Tell me that I get the fattest pussy in the whole world And if I let him eat it, I can be his ol girl Fuck I look like turning down some head? I mean thats sorta like a bird turning down some bread? You can eat it like a treat, you can squirt it, you can skeet, Im a freak, I love to beat, just dont get none in my sheets Every time I pop the coochie, Gucci start chokin me Now Im kinda scared I got a feelin Gucci stalkin me Sex game kinky, niggas call me Pinky Fuck with presidents, I am Nicki Lewinsky Shes a very freaky girl, dont bring her to mama First you get her name, then you get her number Then you get some brain in the front seat of the Hummer Then you get some brain in the front seat of the Hummer Im a very freaky gurl, very freaky gurl, gurl Very freaky gurl, very freaky gurl, gurl Very freaky gurl, very freaky gurl, gurl Ohhh, you want a freaky girl? Welcome to Kimmys world You aint gon wanna leave, its like a kid at Disney World My deep throat have you squirtin like a water gun Coochie overflowin like somebody let the faucet run Bust one nut, I aint done, I got more to come Friends tell em more to come, we gon have some orgy fun, Yeaaaah Chew on me like some bubble gum Might lick you like a lollipop once you taste my honey bun Its our lil secret, just like my underwear You know pain is pleasure, can you make me shed a tear? Smack my ass, grab my neck, got em cummin everywhere Im a freak so I dont care, just dont get none in my hair Now he callin me wifey and he wanna introduce me Takin me on shopping sprees he wanna buy me Gucci Zoom like Boosie on the back of his Suzuki and I aint even sex em All I did was let him eat my... coochie! Shes a very freaky girl, dont bring her to mama First you get her name, then you get her number Then you get some brain in the front seat of the Hummer Then you get some brain in the front seat of the Hummer Very freaky girl, dont bring her to mama First you get her name, then you get her number Then you get some brain in the front seat of the Hummer Then you get some brain in the front seat of the Hummer

Yo, I just started my sentence like a capital letter Got bars for years, I hope you send me a letter Know shell never be queen, so now she got a vendetta I aint talkin bout David when I say Ima Guetta Twenty mil on my off, season of course Twenty million when you aint put out no album or tours Yes, bitch, Im me Pretty and icy You get it? Icy But my name is spelled N-I-C I feel like we going under Take me down I cant help but wonder You got everything I want and If you keep on talking Ima put it where you want it Keep up, aint no need to slow it down We could get it poppin You could love me, love me downtown You got everything I want now Let me fill your fantasies And give you what you dream bout You got something that I believe Ive been waiting for all my Were blazing high, smoke fill the night Im gasoline, youre fire Oh, youre burnin me down, burnin me down Oh, youre burnin me down, burnin me Light my body up Light my body up Light my body up Stakes are higher than a mother What you wanna bet that youll never find another? Like me, Im once in a lifetime Only get all of me once in your lifetime Ill leave you drowning in your wet dream Swimming in that love Surf it up in your wet dream Baby, let me blow your cover Come on, make me wish I was your part time lover You got something that I believe Ive been waiting for all my Were blazing high, smoke fill the night Im gasoline, youre fire Oh, youre burnin me down, burnin me down Oh, youre burnin me down, burnin me Light my body up Light my body up Light my body up Girl you know I brought that thing right up out the darkness Made that thing a starfish, right up on my swordfish Ima bring sparks and your favorite narcs Ooooh, you raise the bar, you take it far, you rated R But keep it tight tight, take this D, go night night Go so far downtown on you, I lose Wi-Fi Give me high five Cause you know you gon need a goon to come lick, lick your wounds Got you lit like tick tick tick, like tick tick tick Tick tick, Tune You got something that I believe Ive been waiting for all my Were blazing high, smoke fill the night Im gasoline, youre fire Oh, youre burnin me down, burnin me down Oh, youre burnin me down, burnin me Light my body up

Hey, you, jump in this ride Its real nice, its slippery inside Wise guy, come get this pie R-r-ride it, ride it in style Said it a minute ago, I did it a minute ago I drop it, I pick it up slow I want it, Im kicking it though Cause they know that I got that good shit Said Im bad, but I could be a good bitch Squeeze my body, rock my body Boy, you make me go “Na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na,” me go Please my body, heal my body Boy, you make me go “Na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na,” me go We gon Hey, stranger over there Im really liking the way you whip it, whip it Yeah, I want you every day Youre so right Youre so tight You got my world spinnin You got my world spinnin My head goes round and around, r-round and around And Im thinking if we could be Stranger, what you say? Im really liking that way you whip it, whip it Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it “Na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na,” me go “Na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na,” me go Woah Is that my cue? Im lookin for some brain to boost my IQ Im like 52 My SAT scores was high too But I dont wanna brag, I Louis Vuitton bagged him Hopped out the jag, proceeded to shag-shagged him Slim, trim, also light skin So Pe-Pe-Peter put the pipe in Squeeze my body, rock my body Boy, you make me go “Na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na,” me go Please my body, heal my body Boy, you make me go “Na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na,” me go We gon Hey, stranger over there Im really liking the way you whip it, whip it Yeah, I want you every day Youre so right Youre so tight You got my world spinnin You got my world spinnin My head goes round and around, r-round and around And Im thinking if we could be Stranger, what you say? Im really liking that way you whip it, whip it Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it “Na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na,” me go “Na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na,” me go “Na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na,” me go “Na-na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na,” me go

Im in the collard green 6, cornbread in the guts Got the Halloween kicks, trick-or-treating the clutch Cmon nigga, is you tricking or what? Flow, flow tighter than a dick in the butt Just hopped off the plane, came back from Vancouv Little white tee, some boobs, and bamboo White girls tell me Hey Nicki, your camp rules Is that why you get more head than shampoos? As-Salaam Alaykum, no oink for me And I never let a d-boy boink for free Cause its Barbie bitch, you can join the wave Ive done penny nickel dimed, I done coined the phrase, ha! You couldnt beat me there if you had a Lear Indian-style, courtside with a cavalier V.I.P. rosé; you can have a beer Cause honey when you getting money you dont have a care Now R-Roger that, R-R-Roger that R-Roger that, R-R-Roger that R-Roger that, R-R-roger that R-R-R-R, ROGER Young black Ricos, kill for the C-notes But me though, I Jackson bitch uhh, Tito She wanna play games but, this is not bingo Monopoly, Im past go, go on ahead and deep-throat Four chick foursomes, skin colors mocha Sally and Sonia, put the pussies on my totem Pole vault stroke em uhh, strike ya like bowling Now open like you yawning, its 6 in the morning Sleeping on me, probably in a coffin Im hotter than the end of fucking August, Im awesome Im awesome: repeat it to ya grandma, and uncles Or mothers, Tygas no dad but Im the motherfucker Motherfuckers, this the last supper Look, no hands, Ima bread cuffer I dont dare love her, Ima daredevil I dont fear nothing motherfucker, Young Money! Now Roger that, Roger that Ro-Roger that, Ro-Ro-Ro-Roger that Fuck around and never get Roger back Ha ha ha Im goin in! Fresh off the jet, sharper than Gillette The blunt still wet, so pass it like Brett We sip side of mug, we call it upset Smoke more than four quarters, we call it sudden death Im a beast. You a pet AK long neck. Keith Sweat, haha! Weezy motherfucker, Capo in this bitch with me Money talks and have a convo in this bitch with me Im mountain high Colorado in this bitch with me Flow crazy 7:30, you just 6:50 Twenty bullets from the chopper take the roof off Laughing to the bank, Im a goofball Hahaha! Its YM And we at your neck, like a violin Its our world, we make it spin And yall the prey- amen! Now Roger that, Roger that Where Roger at? I heard Rog a rat Fuc-fuck around and never get Roger back!! Hahahaha

You know they say who, who is Nicki Minaj? You know Im like a multiple personality bitch Like, you know, Im, Im, you know, Im a ninja, Im a boss Im, Im the Harajuku Barbie! Who said dem waan hackle mi body Dem haffi have a permit and a licence fi me Now tell me who said dem waan hackle mi body Dem haffi have a permit and a licence fi me Now tell admit it, me say me moan and groan Admit it, moan and groan Admit it, me say me moan and groan Admit it, -mit it, -mit it, -mit it I just heard that I was the baddest in the town So I came down and had to pick up my crown Went to Taiwan and had to pick up my wand Now everybody wanna pick up my sound Baddest underground since Harriet Tub Thats why when I come around they hurry and run And I know it aint math, but I carry the one Got a couple body guards thatll carry the guns Yao Ming, Imma need a couple Asians Sayonara, bitches, on a Kawasaki blazin Ayo, Rihanna, gotta come up off dem bajans Call Wyclef, Im a need a couple Haitians Now, where my West Indies? Where the fuck my curry chicken and my rice and peas? My madda cunt Trinis My Jamaican bod gal, all my Guyanese? Who said dem waan hackle mi body Dem haffi have a permit and a licence fi me Now tell me who said dem waan hackle mi body Dem haffi have a permit and a licence fi me Now tell admit it, me say me moan and groan Admit it, moan and groan Admit it, me say me moan and groan Admit it, -mit it, -mit it, -mit it I just found out that I was doper than Amy Winehouse, maybe Fresh out the navy Fresher then a daisy Used to be on Baisley Young money bunny, bitch, please say the baby Please stop callin me, Im such a rock star Assalam alaikum, where the fuck is Akbar? Give em my keys, tell em valet my car Bs pon da wheels, you can see them from far Now all I need is a real mandingo Gimme good uhh and distribute my single Bootleg the mixtape out in Nigeria Hit up Amadu, he can meet the criteria If he work da middle like a mohawk, tellem he can meet me where dem girls say aloha See I got that first class pussy and he used to getting Coach-a Real good chocha, fuck is my chauffeur? Who said dem waan hackle mi body Dem haffi have a permit and a licence fi me Now tell me who said dem waan hackle mi body Dem haffi have a permit and a licence fi me Now tell admit it, me say me moan and groan Admit it, moan and groan Admit it, me say me moan and groan Admit it, -mit it, -mit it, -mit it Ahh, beam me up, Scotty My wa-wa wine My wine is too dutty Cyeah, beam me up, Scotty My wa-ba wine My wine is too dutty One, two, buckle my shoe No one on the corner has swagger like I do Keep a two-two, get wetter then boo-hoo Keep a couple stacks inside of my loo-loo Excuse me, Im sorry I got the 45 special, dont worry Cause Im cooler than a bloodclaat flurry I like mi chicken and mi goat with curry Now, where my West Indies? Where the fuck my curry chicken and my rice and peas? My madda cunt Trinis My Jamaican bad gal, all my Guyanese? Who said dem waan hackle mi body Dem haffi have a permit and a licence fi me Now tell me who said dem waan hackle mi body Dem haffi have a permit and a licence fi me Now tell admit it, me say me moan and groan Admit it, moan and groan Admit it, me say me moan and groan Admit it, -mit it, -mit it, -mit it Ahh, beam me up, Scotty My wa-wa wine My wine is too dutty Cyeah, beam me up, Scotty My wa-ba wine My wine is too dutty Now tell admit it, me say me moan and groan Admit it, moan and groan Admit it, me say me moan and groan Admit it, -mit it, -mit it, -mit it

Haha, haha, haha, ha Monkey on the dick, monkey on the dick Ooh, ooh, monkey on the dick, monkey on the dick Baby, show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up Show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up You see a nigga got money, you aint twerkin’ for nothin If my dick out, then you better start suckin or somethin’ Pay your own rent, got your own check, you dont need me Pussy is the best, thats why a nigga hella greedy Huh, and you aint out here lookin for love Cause you done had your heart broke, and youve had enough Huh, your ex-nigga, he was dumb as fuck Soon as I gave her the dick, she fallin in love Monkey on the dick, monkey on the dick Ooh, ooh, monkey on the dick, monkey on the dick Baby, show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up Show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up Wobble on the dick , wobble up, wobble-wobble up Wobble on the D, gobble up, gobble-gobble up Players huddle up, cookie cold, better bundle up All ’em other dudes had their chance, now they out of luck When I bust a nut, I don’t never wanna cuddle up Now, I went to the club, and guess who I seen? A motherfucker that been stuntin on me I tote one of the MACs, yo, back the thing out Ain’t showin off my jewels, but shots gon ring out Now, thats what I get for fuckin’ with that dub (Monkey on the dick, monkey on the dick Ooh, ooh, monkey on the dick, monkey-) For all my real niggas, Im showin em mad love Baby, show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up Show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up Wobble on the dick , wobble up, wobble-wobble up Okay, now show me what you gon do on the big stage Cause Im headin to Miami for a big rage Im on 10 and 11, its been six days Yeah, but she gon ride the pipe in 26 ways Ayy, the way you bounce on it I might have to fuck around and spend a house on it Down Rodeo, now Im spendin large amounts on it Swipe the Platinum, I might empty my accounts on it, sheesh She said her mans a jerk So, I pulled up while her mans at work Yeah, she had the night shift, I made her cancel work Then I asked her twerk on the D, I pulled out, splashed her shirt Baby, show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up Show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up Bad bitches in the lobby but they wait for me I dont pay for pussy , they should be payin me Give me a lap dance, she said, This one for free She feelin on my D, askin can she have it, please And she know how I like it I aint worried bout my pull out game Cause I cant hide it, Im over-excited What you wanna do to me? Monkey on the dick, monkey on the dick Ooh, ooh, monkey on the dick, monkey on the dick Baby, show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up Show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Show me that shit, show me love, show me-show me love Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble-wobble up

Came up out the mud, brush the dirt off of me Going hard, hit them where it hurts, kill them softly Bone stretch tryna clear my mind, even smoke less Hopelessness but Im in this shit for flesh Talk reckless, coming for your neck, no strep throat Runnin, runnin, runnin this shit, both legs broke Runnin round town, yeah they comin for my head though Funny thing about it they dont always see my head though Schizo, maniac Im fiendin to go klepto So hands-on kinda hard for me to let go Let go, stacking presidents like a LEGO Would introduce you to my friends but they dead though Ayo Runnin, runnin, runnin, Ima take it like a klepto Anybody want it, they can get it, come correct though Talk behind my back but when they see me its respect though Still got the crown, so I never give a F though Everything is wavy, Ima hit em with the breast stroke Then Ima get high, Ima get the best dope Yeah, I make the rules, I aint following the dress code I-I aint do the mess though, Ima put a hex though I-I aint with the hugs and kisses, dont do the XO Soon as the bell go ding, doe Ill be in the ring though, we can shoot cinco Look at all these clowns, how they studying my lingo Peeking out the window, but they’ll never win though Came up out the mud, brush the dirt off of me Going hard, hit them where it hurts, kill them softly Bone stretch tryna clear my mind, even smoke less Hopelessness but Im in this shit for flesh Talk reckless, coming for your neck, no strep throat Runnin, runnin, runnin this shit, both legs broke Runnin round town, yeah they comin for my head though Funny thing about it they dont always see my head though Imma flex, yes, Im the best, Im the veteran In the Lex, yes, big baguettes in my necklace In his head, neck, in his chest he gon catch a fist I go deck, deck, break his leg, do it effortless In the ring, aint no fucking game, aint no Tetris Hit him, bang, Imma shake his brain, Im gon never rest Man, Im air, Im the fucking champ, I cant fail at this Money dance, by the million bands, I got hella grip Hella chips with a lot of chics coming by the clique Mo sex with the Rolex, come without a tip Mo grip when the dough flip, gimme mo lick Whole fist break his whole shit, tuck up lil bitch Getting fit, Imma win the chip Watch them catch a fit

I told Stunna I said you know they on that regular degular I said me… I’m on that 1.5 on a skinny tire I am the female Weezy, this shit is easy Pull up in that new new, bitch get a squeegee Yeah my flow sick, yeah my flow queasy Haha, they were sleeping on me, z-zz-zz This pussy clean, this pussy squeaky That pussy old, that pussy creaky When I’m out the country, niggas call me Neeki Hi, How are you? Yes, it’s nice to meet me Damn, Billboard, I mean I’m winning but I’m still bored Yeah we shine, gold cluster As for your career, dead: Ghost Busters That’s why you mad Thats why you why you mad mad That’s why you mad Thats why you why you mad mad That’s why you mad Thats why you why you mad mad Yeah, Bigga Than Life, C4, We the Bidness Man, fuck ya’ll niggas, get down or lay down Shoot up anything except a school or playground Triple OG nigga, these hoes know me Shining AK blood, just like a trophy I’m old school, and I’ll smack a bitch Getting money like a motherfucking cracker bitch What you know about it? Take notes nigga YMCMB, head coach nigga Yeah, stuntman, stuntman Streetsweeper in my hand get the dustpan Yeah, we done took off nigga Got the game on lock like football nigga That’s why you mad Thats why you why you mad mad That’s why you mad Thats why you why you mad mad That’s why you mad Thats why you why you mad mad Uh, I got the world in my wallet Swisha full of violet Niggas think they fly make me check ya flight mileage That P on my hat is for Piru, not Pirates I bet I can turn her pussy to a fucking fire hydrant And I do it for my niggas, my muthafucking niggas Cause these hoes so thirsty like they got the fucking hiccups I am beast ho, to say the least ho No cut on the coke, thats coke zero Yeah tonight, I’ll probably fuck another nigga girl Party time, excellent, Waynes World This Cash Money nigga, eat a dick Been had it on lock, gave the key to Nick’ That’s why you mad Thats why you why you mad mad That’s why you mad Thats why you why you mad mad That’s why you mad Thats why you why you mad mad

Yeah, bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home She a loyal bitch, you gotta pay for those She a spoiled lil bitch, I bought her all her clothes You know I treat you good, I dont wanna meet your hoes I took you out the hood, I took you to my shows We took a lot of pics and now we look like goals We tried some new things, we fucked a couple hoes You changin mood swings, you got me, I dont know We gettin back in, walked through the back door You had some surgeries, but its still fat, though You like the cash, girl, you helped the cash grow You drive a Lambo with some leg room Girl, Im waitin on you, bring that bag home, ooh Yeah, bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home She dont play with bitches, she dont play with hoes Yeah, she with the shits, she might kill a ho, yeah If its bout Yung Carti, yeah, my bitch on go When she on that molly, anything goes She was in Miami on a fuckin boat With some ball players, she left them niggas broke She just text my phone, told me, Im alone I respond back, When you comin home? She respond back, I was in my zone The money counter on, the money counter on Uh, hold up, what you talkin bout? Come here Girl, Im waitin on you, bring that bag home, ooh Yeah, bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home, daddy waitin for it Bring that money home

Dont be goofy, bring some passion to the table, what you doin? Dont be stupid, Im the realest bitch you know, yeah, Im the truest When you pull up, gotta pull up on me like you already knew it Yeah, you keep saying you the truth, well, nigga, you gon have to prove it Cause its been a minute since I trusted somebody Cause I dont never put my trust in nobody I hate to picture you out fuckin some body So, I dont ever put my trust in nobody Who am I to deny? Yeah, you say who am I to run and hide? Dont be jealous, put some trust inside your text when you be textin Tell the truth when you get tired of me askin all them questions I prayed to God for peace and love, Im lookin at you as a blessing You told me life been lookin up, so take that past shit as a lesson Cause its been a minute since I trusted somebody Cause I dont never put my trust in nobody I hate to picture you out fuckin some body So, I dont ever put my trust in nobody But who am I to deny? Yeah, you say who am I to run and hide?

So many girls in here, where do I begin? I seen this one, Im bout to go in Then she said, Im here with my friends She got me thinking, and thats when I said Where them girls at, girls at? Where them girls at, girls at? Where them girls at, girls at? So go get them, we can all be friends Hey, bring it on, baby, all your friends Youre the shit and I love that body, body You wanna ball, lets mix it, I swear youre good I wont tell nobody You got a BFF, I wanna see that girl, its all women invited Hair dos and nails, that Louis, Chanel all up in the party Presidents in my wallet, no rules, Im bout it Blow the whistle for the hotties I got it, shawty, its never too much, cant be doing too much Ten to one of me, I can handle that love Outta of my reach, we can all get buzz Holla cause Im free, no matter, its no rush So many boys in here, where do I begin? I see this one, Im bout to go in Then he said, Im here with my friends He got to thinkin, and thats when he said Where them girls at, girls at? Where them girls at, girls at? Where them girls at, girls at? So go get them, we can all be friends Yo! Its PB! PB! Whos Peabo Bryson? Two years ago I renewed my license Anyway, whyd I start my verse like that?! You can suck a dick, you can suck on a ballsack No, no, I dont endorse that, pause that, abort that Just the other day mi go a-London, saw dat, kids down di street Paparazzi, all dat Hey hey, what can I say? Day day day da-day day Coming through the club, all the girls in the back of me This aint football, why the fuck they tryna tackle me? Really, I peeped dude at the bar like really Looking like he wanna good time like really Said he had got a friend for my home girl Lily, Lily, Lily, Lily So many girls in here, where do I begin? I seen this one, Im bout to go in Then she said, Im here with my friends She got me thinking, and thats when I said Where them girls at, girls at? Where them girls at, girls at? Where them girls at, girls at? So go get them, we can all be friends Dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae Dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae Dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae Dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae Dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae Dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae Dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae Dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae-dae Yo, where my girls at, girls, uhh-mmm-uhh Yo, where my girls at, girls, uhh-mmm-uhh Yo, where my girls at, uhh-mmm-uhh Yo, where my girls tryna get to jumpin, jumpin, ju-jumpin So many girls in here, where do I begin? I seen this one, Im bout to go in Then she said, Im here with my friends She got me thinking, and thats when I said Where them girls at, girls at? Where them girls at, girls at? Where them girls at, girls at? So go get them, we can all be friends

I aint really finna tell yall how to get away with murder and shit Just the other day I was out in Miami Got the low-low on them Percs, low-low on them Xannies Niggas know my bitches petty, I aint talkin manis Pull up with a lot of baddies, dont forget the Addies When I run up in the town, I aint chitty-chatty Got some real pretty titties, they come with a fatty Too much money, I aint never need a sugar daddy Im La Belle of the ball, you could call me Patti I flew in from Trinidad, peep this nigga pressin I think that he popped a molly cause look how he sweatin Ima let my niggas rob him as soon as it set in None of you bum bitches cant sit with me and Gretchen Its the biggest, a bitch aint cough one time, its the sickest I dont never clique up, but they know who the clique is Fast little bitches, but of course Im the quickest Mortal Kombat, ninja Nicki, who ya pick is? Ayo, queen, got the customers out here, man They lovin this shit, man, they lovin this shit, man Where you at, man? Where you at, man? We need you here, man, I know you in Miami Just the other day I was out in Miami Got the low-low on them Percs, low-low on them Xannies Niggas know my bitches petty, I aint talkin manis Pull up with a lot of baddies, dont forget the Addies When I run up in the town, I aint chitty-chatty Got some real pretty titties, they come with a fatty Too much money, I aint never need a sugar daddy Im La Belle of the ball, you could call me Patti Yo, you could take all of my bitches out to Abu Dhabi Let one of my besties confiscate your Maserati You should throw a party on the yacht for everybody If we fuck your shit up, OMG, Im very sorry You could call me Barbie, cause I look just like a dolly Yes, I bury them when they come for me, call me Halle Since I finished her, my niggas call me the finale Im a busy bitch, Im filthy rich, no time to Polly Ayo, swerve to the palace, this the Queen’s like it’s Hollis Put 15 million dollars, on it, ask LL, Im doin it Dont get cute and ruin it, all my skill, I hone it I pity opponents, it look easy dont it Just the other day I was out in Miami Got the low-low on them Percs, low-low on them Xannies Niggas know my bitches petty, I aint talkin manis Pull up with a lot of baddies, dont forget the Addies When I run up in the town, I aint chitty-chatty Got some real pretty titties, they come with a fatty Too much money, I aint never need a sugar daddy Im La Belle of the ball, you could call me Patti Yo, Nick, whats good? This ya boy Patty Duke Man, you already know we got shit movin out here, man That these bitches aint fuckin wit you They aint fuckin wit the team, man, all of em, man Cause niggas know that bag heavy, boy, that bag heavy Niggas get fuckin dropped round here Queens get the money, man Never fakin it, always makin it, ya heard? Iconic shit, man

Ass so fat I need a lap dance Somebody tell the waitress bring some fuckin racks in The strippers runnin to the pole when we back in All gold Trinidad James on my Aston Its me ho, its me ho Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho I be on that, I be on that I be on that, I be on that Its me ho, its me ho Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho I be on that, I be on that I be on that, I be on that Okay, I walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up, then I leave ho Pay your car note or get some money for that weave ho Forty-five hundred blow it there go double Cs ho Michael throw Birkin bag if you tell me please ho She gon make that ass clap, pop that for a real nigga Im gon throw that cash back, drop that on them real bitches Murder on that pussy ho, I cant lie I kill bitches You gon get like every bag and every shoe if I deal with you Young nigga ballin like I fuckin hit the lottery You just want the money shorty, you aint gotta lie to me All these nigga hatin on me, know they wanna body me Cause every time you see Meek Milly, I look like a robbery Its me ho, its me ho Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho I be on that, I be on that I be on that, I be on that Its me ho, its me ho Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho I be on that, I be on that I be on that, I be on that Uhh, haan These bitches study my style on the Come Up DVD Nicki Dibiase, D.D.T Its a rough ride, E.V.E But I win, nigga! Easy three Bad Bitch, illegal These ugly bitches is really boostin my ego Its me, ho; its me, ho Im so fucking famous I cant do shit on the d-low Yall got everybody infiltrating negroes I dont believe em; they lying like Leos Everything these bitches doing, I already did it Watch my WorldStar interviews, then they mimic Its me ho, its me ho Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho I be on that, I be on that I be on that, I be on that Its me ho, its me ho Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho I be on that, I be on that I be on that, I be on that Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho Back on my old shit, tell them niggas breathe ho Cuban on my collar thats a Rollie on my sleeve ho They be swagger jackin taking styles niggas thieves ho I fuck then I heave ho, killed that shit, now grieve, ho And dont expect no gifts tomorrow, this aint Christmas Eve ho I tell her like them pens we gon get rich you just better believe ho I make them gator bags and minked coat pet peeve ho I guess thats just me, ho, Asian chick named Miho Do her shit, do my bitch, then you come do me, ho I be on that, representin where you be born at Real niggas cant beat em, gotta join that Where my joint at? Its me ho, its me ho Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho I be on that, I be on that I be on that, I be on that Its me ho, its me ho Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho I be on that, I be on that I be on that, I be on that

Cut the music up YMCMB, bitches call me Tunechi Li I be with niggas that shoot police I keep that iron, you can get creased And if she say she didnt fuck—bitch, youre lying through your teeth They say, It cost to be the boss The ones in jail wish they were free Niggas call me Hi-C because Im high, as you can see Niggas say they paid they dues; well, Im checking your receipt Might as well go stupid since this is a stupid beat Grab the owl out the tree, and ask that bitch, Who but me? Got your bitch bent over, nigga—hands to her feet Tell that pig and that cow Ill go ham if its beef Cause all my niggas well rounded Dont fuck with none of these square niggas Mask on, Ghostface Killah, draw down and erase niggas Im a Blood, is you a blood donor? Swisher full of that California I hit it sideways: caddy-corner Then she catch that nut like pneumonia—Lil Tunechi! Lay it down, ho , lay it down, bitch Lay it down, ho, lay it down Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down Put the money on the couch, nigga Give me everything up in your house, nigga, shut your mouth, nigga Put the money on the couch nigga Give me everything up in your house, nigga, shut your mouth, nigga Start it up: vroom, vroom Uppercut a bitch out the bus: boom, boom Unless I get the brain: pum-pum She let a nigga run and get the gang, run a train: zoom-zoom Tryna get paid too soon, one deep One sweep away in a room-room We getting money over here, talking shit and fucking bitches I dont know what the fuck they doing, Tune My syrup purple, my turf Earth, my birth circle, Ill dirt surf you I squirt-murk you, my verse hurtful My shooters still got curb curfews Yall bout as hot as Von Dutch, yall not gone harm much Hijack yall some prom bus; aint no retreat but my arms up No graffiti, my bombs up Its Young Money in this shit until a nigga dead and gone If you wanna set it off, what you wanna bet it on? Im betting the weddings off when eerything wetted on Point em out, Truk your life, fuck your style Fuck with me, you a bucket foul Niggasll buck your smile for a dunking pile You better duck it, pal Lay it down ho , lay it down bitch Lay it down ho, lay it down Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down Lay it down, lay it down... Shawty, whats your name? Is you trickin? Is you paying? Is you sniffin on that caine? What the fuck, is you saying? If you getting it, then you getting it Its my money, I aint splitting it I aint tripping it, if she got a fat ass, then Im tipping it Came out the bank—Bye, teller! Give a bum money—Hi, fella! Bad lil ho, high-yellow, brand new Rolie, Sky Dweller Just left from Dubai, flew private-eye I made a million dollars, swear to God, that aint no lie I said, them niggas was popping, fake niggas be watching My black glove be dripping wet, but I got my Cochran Losing aint no option, Im teaching bitches my doctrine The Maybach aint poppin, if it aint got no par-tah-tion Oops, I mean partition; its all a part of my vision I sit and count this money while I watch you bitches audition I said, Oops, I mean partition,; its all a part of my vision I sit and count this money while I watch you bitches audition, hehehe Fuck wrong with you bitches? I don’t give a fuck You don’t hear me, you don’t see me—bitch, you gon feel me, ho Young Money, Young, Young Money nigga Young, Young—lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down, aah!

Hola Me llamo Onika Wrist FRIO Pelo rosa Culo gordo Lo maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las babies quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las babies quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las babies quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las putas quieren kush... Make some room, hoe, keep a hundred feet away Fifty trucks, when I pull up we a fleet away You ain’t on my throne, ain’t even a seat away But thanks to Nicki, all these new bitches can see the way I got the krippy, I aint talking bout the gangs, though Had all these bitches rocking pink hair and bangs, though Now I got em rocking inches now But Ill leave these bitches hanging like lynches now Word play got em stepping up they pens-es now Still stick me for my flow like syringes now Still kicking closed doors off the hinges now Shotgun and them 88 Benzes now With my plug, I call him Poncho, but I think he wants that chocha Put this pussy in his boca, make my niggas take his coca Now Im balling like Im Sosa in a Lamborghini rosa Yelling, ¡Viva Puerto Rico!, all my bitches es hermosa Pero ahora estoy pal krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las putas quieren kush... Aquí pasamos moñas por el TSA Las putas se montan fácil como en GTA 200 cajas e paper que pedí en eBay En PR ya es legal, yo firmé la ley Fumando como Snoop Dogg y Wiz Kha Las gatas quieren Kush, no quieren Friska Prendí un bastón como el de la brisca 2 phillies, se queda bizca Las libras yo las compro y llegan por FedEx Priority el paquete, next day vía express Del celular traqueo con el GPS Y el shipping se lo cobramo al bobo de tu ex Que tiene un guille de bichote y lo que fuma es regular Sintéticas de esas que venden por ahí en los puestos legal Que le baje a la movie, que pa acá no venga a frontear Que somos millonarios y acabo e comprar par de acres pa sembrar Pero ahora estoy pal krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las putas quieren kush Suavemente-ay, frío chill-ay Gotta keep it caliente-ay, the presidente-ay Bend it backwards, pop a wheelie-ay, like we in Phill-ay In the town I got the mill-ays, you know the drill-ay Yeah, butterfly the doors, throw an Ivy Queen in it then I skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt You get the picture, but Im still not with the pictures Still hate the liquor, drank on my liver Still got the basement, jumping like Im Tigger Pour til its muddy, blow til its muggy But the gang goin dummy, thumbing through hundreds Keep it stick like its gummy, rap like a mummy Break the bread til its crummy, eat til Im chubby Yeah, mi amor the tings, mi amor the green Yeah, blowing up the clouds, and hear the angels sing Yeah, fish tail off the lot, slide on your block and pop the top and then we skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt Pero ahora estoy pal krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las babies quieren kush Lo maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las babies quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las babies quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush

All I do is win, win, win, no matter what Got money on my mind I can never get enough Whenever me and Khaled do the remix everybodys hands go up And they stay there And they stay yea And they stay there Up, down, up, down, up, down Cause all I do is win, win, win And if you going in put your hands in the air make em stay there Sittin on the top floor, what you think Im hot for Every summer drop more, hits to make my stock go, up Them hands go, up; them fans go, up Im number one in this bitch and Ima, stay there We the best of the best, grind while you haters just sleep Im yellin free Weezy, I rep the heart of the streets Who hotter than me , Im wearin the crown We cant stop, wont stop; go hate on me now I could never get enough when it come to gettin fetti Niggas aint ready for my Ferrari Scaglietti Mario Andretti, money comin fast My honeycomb hideout is made of all glass I could never be a racist Wake up every morning just to count white faces, Neo in the Matrix Glorious as Morpheus, employed all warriors Im mean as a scorpion, Dr. Kevorkian Fire and brimstone, yo Everytime I come you gotta know a nigga comin Get a lot of money when Im in the buildin And I come and say there aint motherfucker money better, better, better, better! Uh-huh, Okay Niggas know I got you when I hit you with the pitter-patter Whenever they see me then you hear a lot of chitter-chatter Niggas know there aint nobody better, better, better, better! I watch a lot of niggas when Im in the cut So sick when I come and hit em in the gut You will crown me king Ok, lets shine my friend Get up on my grind again Some niggas will be happy that I chose to rhyme with them cause All I do is win, win, win, no matter what Got money on my mind I can never get enough Whenever me and Khaled do the remix everybodys hands go up And they stay there And they say yea And they stay there Up, down, up, down, up, down Cause all I do is win, win, win And if you going in put your hands in the air make em stay there Her heart racing like she snort cocaine I got a billion reasons you should know my whole name Got the most paper Mr. New York Times Im a natural born winner nigga New York mines Everybody getting money but I cop the first six Now I run the game so I toss the first pitch Yea, Ill let you wife her but she still my first bitch If its less then nine digits nigga, that aint fuckin rich mother fucker Uh Ayo, all I do is win, aint that the reason that you really mad Undisputed hailing all the way from Trinidad I aint mad ma, see you on your bummy swag Im in that money green Jag, lot of money bags I told Khaled you the best but Im the bestest Better run for cover if your name is on my checklist You could talk slick, all the way down to the welfare Ask the IRS bitch, Im paying for your health care Ima make this here official, Let me clear some issues First off I am not for Britney Spears initials Thats no B-S, at your re-quest Lean back you and your crew, Fat Joe, T-S Yea its Young Funeral, all black on me So act like summers over and fall back homey Winnin is all I do, Ill answer all of you But yall aint sayin shit, like prank callers do All I do is win, win, win, no matter what Got money on my mind I can never get enough Whenever me and Khaled do the remix everybodys hands go up And they stay there And they stay yea And they stay there Up, down, up, down, up, down Cause all I do is win, win, win And if you going in put your hands in the air make em stay there Its already proven, I got them birds movin All I do is win, Im allergic to losin Yellow gold cuban, nine mil Ruger Ill show you what to do with em Finish em, Im through with em They gon have to jump me, its gon take a few of em They dont want no problems, they might end up suing em Disassociate yourself, have nothing to do with em We already got a jet, we tryna get two of em Yeah, yo Just blew trial, crack lobsters Little Italy Your wife she a screamer yellin slow down Joe, you killin me Beat her like a prize fight mommy I’m a rude boy You just hit the Power Ball, everyday a new toy Nigga it’s a stick up, a motherfuckin robbery I done did some things that have Haitian Jack proud of me Ridin through Harlem me and Jeezy pardon me Puffy surfin on the hood for niggas that keep doubtin me All I do is win, win, win, no matter what Got money on my mind I can never get enough Whenever me and Khaled do the remix everybodys hands go up And they stay there And they stay yea And they stay there Up, down, up, down, up, down Cause all I do is win, win, win And if you going in put your hands in the air make em stay there

Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh St-st-step up in the party like my name was That Bitch All these haters mad because Im so established They know Im a beast, yeah, Im a fuckin savage Haters, you could kill yourself In my space shuttle and Im not comin down Im a stereo and shes just so monotone Sometimes, its just me and all my bottles all alone I aint comin back this time I cant believe it, its so amazin This club is heated, this partys blazin I cant believe it, this beat is bangin I cant believe it, I cant believe it Hey, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out, check it out, ch-check it out Check it out, check it out, yeah, yeah, Im feelin it now Check it out, check it out, check it out St-st-step up in the party like my name is Mr. T All these hating naggers aint got natin on me Honestly, I gotta stay as fly as I can be If you Wiki Willy, you get super OG Honeys always rush me cause Im fly, fly, fly Dummies, they cant touch me cause Im floatin sky high I stay niggarific, you dont need to ask why You just gotta see with your eyes I cant believe it, its so amazin This club is heated, this partys blazin I cant believe it, this beat is bangin I cant believe it, I cant believe it Hey, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out, check it out, ch-check it out Check it out, check it out, yeah, yeah, Im feelin it now Check it out, check it out, check it out Check this motherfucker out It got me in the club, in the club just rocking like this Oh, oh Da-dun-dun The sun done, yep, the sun done Came up, but we still up in dungeon Da-dun-dun, yep, in London Competition? Why, yes, I would love some How the fuck they get mad cause their run done? Mad cause Im gettin money in abundance? Man, I cant even count all of these hundreds Duffel bag every time I go to SunTrust I leave the rest just to collect interest I mean interest, fuck my nemesis Exclamation, just for emphasis And I dont sympathize cause you a simple bitch I just pop up on these hoes on some pimple shit And put the iron to your face, you old wrinkled bitch This is mega nigga, u-u-ultra enigmatic -Matic, -matic, -matic, -ma-ma-matic Oh, we just had to kill it We on the radio, hotter than a skillet We in the club, makin party people holla Money in the bank, we be gettin top dollar Im a big baller, you a lil smaller Step up to my level, need to grow a lil taller Im a shot caller, get up off my collar You a Chihuahua, Im a Rottweiler I cant believe it, its so amazin I cant believe it, this beat is bangin I cant believe it, its so amazin I cant believe it, I cant believe it Hey, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out, check it out, ch-check it out Check it out, check it out, yeah, yeah, Im feelin it now Check it out, check it out, check it out

My beat low, my bass low, I ride low, she go low My beat low, my bass low, I ride low Juicy, tell em what you said bruh Me, Juicy J, got too many hoes Me, Juicy J, got too many flows Clique ballin out, like the 98 Lakers Pull up in a million dollar car and violate it Fly to Cancun on Sunday, land in France on Monday Faded at the fashion show, tryna grab a bitch off the runway I aint even pack no clothes, nothin but rubbers in my suitcase Laid her on the mic, menage with my model and her roommate And if I tip a bitch, we fuckin, it aint no discussion It cost to be the boss, my nigga, you way out of your budget Who you playin with lil homie? Your life wont cost me nothin Juicy J so presidential, dont make me press that button My beat low, my bass low, I ride low, she go low My beat low, my bass low, I ride low, she go low I get a brick, you know I get it for the low Her ass so fat, I told her drop it down low I do a verse, you know my prices aint low Lil momma know I like my kisses down low Me, Nicki M, I got too many wins Pull up with them V twins in my engine All this ice all around me, like a penguin I aint talkin bowlin, but Im with the kingpin I pull up with a nigga with a real big dick, thats just so good, man a bitch came quick I aint ever have a beat, that a bitch aint rip Im fly everyday, but a bitch aint trippin You be on that bull, you be on Scott Pippen I be pimp walkin, Im limpin Cs on my bag, so they think Im crippin Every nigga in here wanna know what Im drinkin Myx Moscato, niggas I keep a pillow with me, just because Im tired of niggas Im with some flawless girls, theyre pretty and theyre thick Bust it open quick, put that pussy on his lips, bitch My beat low, my bass low, I ride low, she go low My beat low, my bass low, I ride low, she go low I get a brick, you know I get it for the low Her ass so fat, I told her drop it down low I do a verse, you know my prices aint low Lil momma know I like my kisses down low Im Lil Bibby, Mr. Everything-For-The-Low Mr. Leave-Her-At-Home-Hell-Take-Your-Ho Mr. Stack-That-Dough Young rich nigga used to trap by the store, now I tax for the flow Tell a rap nigga, Im not feelin you Stop frontin, boy, yall not criminals At the top, man they talkin bout killin you Got two 9s but theyre not identical Ill never trade on my squad, nigga Ball hard, nigga, Im Michael Jordan, you Lebron, nigga In other words, you a fraud, nigga Ill pull your card, nigga Im a young boss, Im runnin shit Call me King Tut, all this gold on, I be blinged up If they try to rob, got the things tucked, you aint seen nothin At the club, their jaws drop when I pull up in that Benz Thirty deep, bout twenty heats, still stomp him out with my Timbs Im in here chillin with my feet up I told yall that Im bout to heat up Man its time to kill all this weak stuff Pull the beat up, watch me eat up My beat low, my bass low, I ride low, she go low My beat low, my bass low, I ride low, she go low I get a brick, you know I get it for the low Her ass so fat, I told her drop it down low I do a verse, you know my prices aint low Lil momma know I like my kisses down low

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