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Knock knock, guess whos coming to dinner? Fred, Mr Eazi, Major Lazer in a Beamer Oh my gawd, Ive never seen a bottom like this See the way she hula-hoop, come and jump on like this See the junk in the trunk, I had to bag her right quick Feel like magic all together, multiplied by six Oh my gawd, Ive never seen a bottom like this See the way she hula-hoop, come and jump on like this See the junk in the trunk, I had to bag her right quick Feel like magic all together, all together by six She say she got a partner, me, I got one But me wan tap, what a conundrum Never seen a girl, wey give me vibes, suh Never seen a girl with biggie bum-bum You know me got a lot of girls around me Steady give them love, give them the honey And that is why they love to, love to, love me Knock knock, guess whos coming to dinner? Fred, Mr Eazi, Major Lazer in a Beamer Guess whos coming to dinner? Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah You nuh say your girl what me want And Ima give you whatever you want So, baby, come give me some love Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah Oh my gawd, oh my gawd, oh my gaw-gawd Ive never seen a bottom like this Oh my gawd, oh my gawd, oh my gaw-gawd Ive never seen a bottom like this Oh my gawd, oh my gawd, oh my gaw-gawd Ive never seen a bottom like this Mi tell dem man is not a issue, cuh mi pum pum tun up Head a mash up, because mi pum pum tun up And if Im wit my Barbie dolls, you know the whole crew done up Yeah, we done up and plus the pum pum tun up Stranger, looking for some danger Ride it like a bad gyal, face of a angel This one here ah Major, UK out to Asia Pull out in the Range, got him beepin like a pager You nuh say Ima give you what you want You know I got a body you could flaunt You let me come first, Im in the front He like kickin it with Chun, Ima diss him when Im done Cause Im back in my bag, throw your rag, throw your flag And Im runnin up the tab cause I love poppin tags Got Moscato in my cup, poppin bottles in the club He said, Knock knock, I said, Whos that? Guess whos coming to dinner? Fred, Mr Eazi, Major Lazer in a Beamer Guess whos coming to dinner? Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah You nuh say your girl what me want And Ima give you whatever you want So, baby, come give me some love Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah Oh my gawd, oh my gawd, oh my gaw-gawd Ive never seen a bottom like this Oh my gawd, oh my gawd, oh my gaw-gawd Ive never seen a bottom like this Oh my gawd, oh my gawd, oh my gaw-gawd Ive never seen a bottom like this Oh my gawd, oh my gawd, oh my gaw-gawd Ive never seen a bottom like this

Mhm, Rich The Ken and Barbie Rich The Ken and Barbie Rich The Ken and Barbie And she bad like a Barbie My car foreign, its a Rari I was pulling up like, Pardon me This is a push start, no car keys No cash on me, thats hardly She just wanna ride me like a Harley That aint my baby like Maury So sorry that Im not sorry Ayy, the money dont stop, Im ballin baby I been on the road, they been callin lately I came on with the racks on Throw the money on her back bone Might blow it Its a thunderstorm how I throw it Its a rich nigga, yeah, she know it Its a pile of money, and she clappin on it I done made a millions, aint no cappin on it Told her dont stop, to keep goin Dont hold the money, I throw it Know she a freak, get to drippin on it No jokin , ass fat, and she keep the lotion Dive in, its a fuckin ocean Tell the bitch just to bust it open And she bad like a Barbie My car foreign, its a Rari I was pulling up like, Pardon me This is a push start, no car keys No cash on me, thats hardly She just wanna ride me like a Harley That aint my baby like Maury So sorry that Im not sorry Pussy so thick, oh shit He said That pussy pretty, no shit Throw it in the air , ho shit Got that extendo, full clip Im bad, like a Barbie Eat oxtail like a yardie You bum bitches still salty Im with the baddest bitches in this party Hit em with the red face, patty Pretty-pretty bitch thats business savvy And real life look better than my avi Baby oil drippin off my fatty And she bad like a Barbie My car foreign, its a Rari I was pulling up like, Pardon me This is a push start, no car keys No cash on me, thats hardly She just wanna ride me like a Harley That aint my baby like Maury So sorry that Im not sorry Got it on smash

Lyrics from Snippets Bad bitches run the world, let me make it clear When I leave Juice WRLD, Im back to pink hair Haha, its lit, preach it, haha Gezin I fuck the blunt up, haha Yeah, I’m on marijuana My lean plug say hell be here in a second Im getting high, I’m feelin restless Feel like Im finna die Lyrics from Leak Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma My VVS cold like an arctic tundra A .40 on me, woah, you dont want no problems And you best proceed with some caution, yeah This song for the girl with the blonde hair Suck me up good, give me becky, like, yeah She ride it, like, yeah, in a Versace chair Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no hibachi, yeah Im high as hell Mind everywhere, still mind over matter Pockets getting fatter, elevate like a ladder .30 and a .40 make you percolate like a dancer Im colder than the North Pole, Blitzen, and Prancer She say she from the strip pole, she a dirty dancer Her ex-nigga too low, she dont got no standards He aint right, me? I live a better life Ran it up like Jerry Rice, I dont gotta say it twice This is real life, your nigga is Fisher-Price I can read minds, you was thinkin bout her main nigga, right? Fuck the blunt up then fuck your momma My VVS cold like an arctic tundra A .40 on me, woah, you dont want no problems And you best proceed with some caution, yeah This songs for the girl with the blonde hair Suck me up good, give me Becky, like, yeah She ride it, like, yeah, in a Versace chair Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no hibachi, yeah Time, time will tell, Im sad as hell Being broke made me sadder Ran all them bands up, uh, still frownin When my world upside down, Im smilin Turn my frown upside down? I doubt it Like yeah, these are my tales Sing away my fears, Buzz Lightyears away from here, ayy Catch me somewhere fuckin a blunt up And fuckin on your momma Fuck the blunt up then fuck your momma My VVS cold like an arctic tundra A .40 on me, woah, you dont want no problems And you best proceed with some caution, yeah This songs for the girl with the blonde hair Suck me up good, give me Becky, like, yeah She ride it, like, yeah, in a Versace chair Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no hibachi, yeah

Kush rolled, glass full, I prefer the better things Niggas with no money act like money isnt everything Im having a good time, they just trying to ruin it Shout out to the fact that Im the youngest nigga doing it Cap on, brim bent, Denzel, every time She aint trying to pop that shit for pimp okay well never mind I I I tried to told you, Drizzy still aint nothing nice Bracelet saying you should quit, cars saying fuck ya life Okay now we outta here Toodles to you bitches And if you dolled up I got the voodoo for you bitches Im busy getting rich, I dont want trouble I made enough for two niggas boy stunt double Famous like a drug that Ive taken too much of I never ever trip Just peace happiness and love I got money in these jeans, so they fit me kinda snug Plus the game is in my pocket, nigga this is what I does Im about whatever man Fuck what they be talking about They opinon doesnt count We the only thing that matters So we do it how we do it All up in your face, man, I hate to put you through it I be up all night Whole crews in here Cause I dont really know who Imma lose this year Man I love my team Man I love my team I would die for these niggas Yo, Drizzy sayin get her Imma get her I got the kind of money make a broke bitch bitter I got that kinda, wait wait fixate! Which bitch you know made a million off a mix tape? That was just a keep sake Bought the president the Louis presidential briefcase Never been a cheapskate We got the Hawks I aint talking about the Peach state Man for Petes sake scratch that, sweepstakes Fuck I look like hoe I look like yes and you look like no Im a bad bitch I aint never been a mixed breed On a diet but Im doing donuts in a six speed M M M6 from a M2 I see a lot of rap bitches on a menu But I collect a 100 thou at the venue And pop bottles with my team Young Money till the death of me Im about whatever man Fuck what they be talking about They opinion doesnt count We the only thing that matters So we do it how we do it All up in your face, man, I hate to put you through it I be up all night Whole crews in here Cause I dont really know who Imma lose this year Man I love my team Man I love my team I would die for these niggas I mean we can even rock them shoes if it dont got a comma on the price tag, you know I mean, I mean but then again who looks at the price tag, you know Oh yeah we in this bitch Oww, oww, oww Oh yeah we in this bitch Oww, oww, oww Im about whatever man Fuck what they be talking about They opinon doesnt count We the only thing that matters So we do it how we do it All up in your face, man, I hate to put you through it I be up all night Whole crews in here Cause I dont really know who Imma lose this year Man I love my team Man I love my team I would die for these niggas Im about whatever man Fuck what they be talking about They opinon doesnt count We the only thing that matters So we do it how we do it All up in your face, man, I hate to put you through it I be up all night Whole crews in here Cause I dont really know who Imma lose this year Man I love my team Man I love my team I would die for these niggas

Ay yo yo yo, ay yo WHAT! Motherfucking you know who it is, ya mean? Ya boy, the motherfuckin everything Im everything But we neither here nor there this is for ma motherfuckin biatch! Nicki Minaj, Sucka Free, I love you baby, you know Im lookin for you, you be dodging me, ya mean, you be in Miami layin songs and all dat but uhm its all good Yall Niggas make sure yall ch-check this shit out right here, Sucka Free, Nicki Minaj Spittin that shit for yall niggas and bitches, ya dig? Stop hidding from me too, Sucka Free, Muthafucka WHAT! Remix Ayo Kiss Look, I mean you know my aka sit on your favorite rapper face and shit, you know like, I mean you know The question today is whos my favorite rapper like everybody wanna know, naw mean? Hahaha, guess what? Youre my favorite rapper Listen, Ima spit on it then Im gon sit on it You could fuck my girls too, daddy Ima condone it Ima put my lips on ya lips, whos fatter? Nigga, you could ask Michael Jack whos badder You can lick it from the front and you can lick it from the back When I jiggle my ass you can do your little laugh You so funny Kiss, I wanted to fuck you since you worked with that yummy bitch Anyway, I got a tight little honey dip Thats why these niggas get tight when honey dip Niggas know my pussy taste like mango tango So they put a couple karats in my ankle bangles When my legs go back you can hear them jangle Once you pop you cant stop like a can of Pringles Let me grab the mic while I spit ya song, six seconds Jadakiss your on... Uh-uh on, uh-uh-uh on Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh on Doin it and doin it and doin it well I represent Queens, he was raised down in Yonkers Doin it and doin it and doin it well Doin it and doin it and doin it well Doin it and doin it and doin it well I represent Queens, he was raised down in Yonkers

She said her name was Nicki She came to play and her body was sick, yeah She kill when she walks, so sexy when she talk Aw, you know she gonna blow ya mind Okay, Nicki Somebody, somebody, some, some Somebody, somebody, some Somebody, somebody, some, some Somebody, somebody, some Somebody, somebody, some, some Somebody, somebody, some Somebody, somebody, some, some Somebody, somebody, some Did these niggas fall and bump their little heads? I got em like, ah, which one of them Ima dead? Cause when they get sick, they start to cough bread So just cough up that bread The body look right, plus we crop heads The Rolls Royce phantom, yep, the Drophead And that just goes to show Im that bitch I twenty-six inched the rims with black lips Now this is the anthem, this, this is the anthem Now this is the anthem, this, this is the anthem Im in there, Im in there, all in your in-ear Boy, I put this pussy on your chinny, chin, chin, yeah She said her name was Nicki She came to play and her body was sick, yeah She kill when she walks, so sexy when she talk Aw, you know she gonna blow ya mind Okay, Nicki Somebody, somebody, some, some Somebody, somebody, some Somebody, somebody, some, some Somebody, somebody, some Somebody, somebody, some, some Somebody, somebody, some Somebody, somebody, some, some Somebody, somebody, some Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Tell that nigga not to drink no mo Thinkin that he hot, he really just so-so Thats just a ridiculous mofo Fuck I look like? Pull up in the Suede on my , bad bitch Rosé , dont expect a Cause Im international, tell him to call me Borat Now this is the anthem, this, this is the anthem Now this is the anthem, this, this is the anthem In-ear, in-ear, in-ear, in-ear, all in your in-ear Boy, I put this pussy on your chinny, chin, chin, yeah She said her name was Nicki She came to play and her body was sick, yeah She kill when she walks, so sexy when she talk Aw, you know she gonna blow ya mind Okay, Nicki Somebody, somebody, some, some Somebody, somebody, some Somebody, somebody, some, some Somebody, somebody, some Somebody, somebody, some, some Somebody, somebody, some Somebody, somebody, some, some Somebody, somebody, some Fuck I look like? What the fuck I look like? Im a bad motherfucker, what the fuck I look like? Fu-fu-fuck I look like? What the fuck I look like? Im a bad motherfucker, what the fuck I look like? Fu-fu-fuck I look like? What the fuck I look like? Im a bad motherfucker, what the fuck I look like? Fu-fu-fuck I look like? What the fuck I look like? Im a bad motherfucker, what the fuck I look like? She said her name was Nicki She came to play and her body was sick, yeah She kill when she walks, so sexy when she talk Aw, you know she gonna blow ya mind Okay, Nicki Somebody, somebody, some, some Somebody, somebody, some Somebody, somebody, some, some Somebody, somebody, some Somebody, somebody, some, some Somebody, somebody, some Somebody, somebody, some, some Somebody, somebody, some

I don’t believe in much, but I believe in you I don’t believe I cant, cause I don’t follow rules I see your star so bright No one can dim that light No one can cross you out, but you And I, I , I Living on borrowed time And I, I, I Imma be gettin mine And I, I, I I’ll be wrong if I don’t try I don’t know when my next moves coming All I know is I’ll be running I, I, I I be livin it up, I be livin it up, yeah I, I, I I be throwin it up, I be throwin it up, yeah I, I, Ill Ill be playing it cool Cause a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do Making up my own rules Ola, ola, aye Ola, ola, aye Ola, ola, aye Ola, ola, aye I have my doubts in love, but I know its true, yeah, yeah I dont have many friends, but I got you You are a walking gun You are a secret bomb Something no one can take from you Ohh, I And I, I, I Living on borrowed time And I, I, I Im gon be getting mine and And I, I, I Ill be wrong if I dont try I dont know when my next meals coming All I know is Ill be runnin I, I, I I be livin it up, I be livin it up, yeah I, I, I I be throwin it up, I be throwin it up, yeah I, I, Ill Ill be playing it cool Cause a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do Makin up my own rules I told Cici I was getting her I told the bitches can’t see her, no retina I told ha if you gon win, there’s no letting up See, they could kick you while you’re down, but you’re getting up See ain’t a man that could block what God bless So if a chick wanna try, she a hot mess ‘Cause this one is for the girls making progress See I’m a monster, no I’m not a Lochness Put my, put my, put my work ethic damn in that lock next That’s why this little Trini girl get the top checks Went from watching niggas cook up in the pyrex But now I rock jets, meetings with the top reps Imma live life to the fullest Ill be speeding like a bullet Ill be rolling like a train Ill be dancing in the rain I, I, I I be livin it up, I be livin it up, yeah I, I, I I be throwin it up, I be throwin it up, yeah I, I, Ill Ill be playing it cool Cause a girls gotta do, what a girls gotta do Making up my own rules Ola, ola, aye Ola, ola, aye Ola, ola, aye Ola, ola, aye Ola, ola, aye Ola, ola, aye Ola, ola, aye Ola, ola, aye I, I, I I, I, I

I was sittin here wrapping up my album, and I got a call You know, I got a pink phone And they said Big Draco I said, Yo, Big Draco, what up? Its Big Barbie He said, Big Barbie, I need you to pop out I said, You know, I dont hop out unless Im looking like a knockout But yo, the Queen bout to do interviews cause the Queen wrapping up her album And I got a lot of stories, I wanna tell motherfuckers about you motherfuckers, ha! And dont get scared now The album coming, yeah, yeah, haha Big Draco, shit on these niggas Its over for you, nigga, take a bow, wow Big Draco hit em with the .40 cal Why nigga tryna take Big Draco style? Give a nigga inch, now they wanna take a mile Queen talk fact, where the printer and the file? Bitches is my sons, thats why I be like, Chile Chile, chile, chile, chile, ch-i-i-i-chile Big Draco really fly, he know how to keep his balance We was on a jet, not the Bow Wow challenge Challenge, challenge, challenge, challenge We was on a jet, not the Bow Wow challenge Mhm, haha, haha, woo

Willow, willow Uhm, hello, can we get the party started, yeah Uhm, hello, can we get the party started Young Money I’m the fireball I’m the fireball I’m the fire I’m the fireball I’m the fireball I’m the fire I’m the fireball I’m the fireball I’m the fire, fire, fire, fire Since I landed here, I gon’ phone up a Obama Shook the world up, now I caused a little drama Leader of the new school And yes I’m gonna light up the block to the stage when I wanna Brighter than the stars, throw my head up the curve Don’t get, walk it off, check it, I walk with a slur Levitating in my mom’s all weather fur Imma rock the world, til they followin her I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fire See, I ain’t never been the one to toot my own horn Beep, beep, now watch me put her on I set fire everywhere I play, make em all go insane, L.A. to UK Now Imma burn it up, when I step on the scene My whole crew is fresh, and they rollin with me You can turn me up, yep, to the extreme Imma rock the world til they follow with me I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fire Ayo, Willow, didn’t I just see you in China? Y-y-you’re real major even though you a minor Your daddy keep ya in designer Y-y-you’re gully gully gully, yeah, you’re gully kinda OK, I’m the street fighter, call me Chun-Li A-a-and it’s goin’ down, l-l-like a bum knee B-b-built a guest house to put the coupe in ’Cause I’m a fireball, Hadouken Put you under my wing, I’m the top boss A-a-ain’t from Louisiana but I’m hot sauce C-c-cuffed the mountain just to go and build a house off So I aint never got to worry what the house cost If they comin’ at you tell ‘em raise up When it’s time to whip your hair, put your braids up Tell em escalator, elevator, yea, that mean to step your weight up Ain’t nobody greater, Will and Jada is my neighbor, hater I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fire Watch the fire burn, burn, burn Watch me heat it up Watch the fire burn, burn, burn Watch me heat it up Watch the fire burn, burn, burn Watch me heat it up I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fireball at the party I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fire I’m the fire

Extracurricular, parallel to none, I am perpendicular Hit em with the, Oh, now, thats just ridiculous We coulda cleared up all these particulars That coulda been the homicide, vehicular You wasnt in no state to speed off You was buggin out, yeah, you was peed off We was just chillin up at the ski loft Thinkin we was on, you tellin me we off Your whole vibe changed when you got the phone call Thats the effect they call a snowball Next thing you know, I was runnin down the hall Sayin Please come back, I have given my all I have given my all Funny how you could always make me feel small I have given my all Catch me, catch me, I think Im gon fall My mind is made up, Im waitin for ya Im waitin on you, waitin, boy My mind is set, Im waitin on ya Im waitin for you, waitin, boy Could you catch me? Could you catch me? Could you catch me? I am waiting on you to catch me You wanted oh-so bad to prove points But your game always makes me lose points And your game always makes me concur That maybe I shoulda never taken you from her But with all of the aforementioned I am still trapped in your dimension So I will be on the mountain waiting Cause I am in need of more attention Coulda called back just to say sum Ima fall back in the bass drum Please come to destination Im not doin well, exclamation You succeeded at your attempts to make me Need you desperately to vindicate me Its funny how you could always make me feel small I have given my all Catch me, catch me, I think Im gon fall My mind is made up, Im waitin for ya Im waitin on you, waitin, boy My mind is set, Im waitin on ya Im waitin for you, waitin, boy Could you catch me? Could you catch me? Could you catch me? I am waiting on you to catch me Okay Oh, oh, oh, okay Oh, oh, oh, okay Its, its whatever you say, ayy, ayy Its whatever you say, ayy, ayy I am at your disposal My mind is made up, Im waitin for ya Im waitin on you, waitin, boy My mind is set, Im waitin on ya Im waitin for you, waitin, boy Could you catch me? Could you catch me? Could you catch me? I am waiting on you to catch me

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Yeah! Ah, ah, ah, Gucci, ah I got a shopping problem, she got a shopping problem Im a compulsive shopper so Imma cop her Prada Im a ice her outta, make you talk about her She got this thang about her, yeah, shes a sexy walker We shopping in Morocco, I took her to Dubai Lil mama stupid fly, so tell me what you like, cause girls I like to buy My money stupid fat, his money on a diet Ten stacks to keep her quiet I make her call me Daddy, yeah there go Daddy, baby And she loves Daddy cause Daddy gone keep them hating Yeah, they hating, baby, they wanna trade places I call her sexy lady, she call me Gucci, baby She got a Fendi fetish, she got a shopping problem That girls a shopaholic, she only mess with ballers She got a Gucci fetish, she got a Louis problem She got a shopping problem, that girls a shopaholic She got a Fendi fetish, she got a shopping problem That girls a shopaholic, she only mess with ballers She got a Gucci fetish, she got a Louis problem She got a shopping problem, that girls a shopaholic Yo, Ima need a couple of them Benzeses I be out in China spendin yens-eses Gucci on my lenses-es My leather so sensitive Scratch my 9 o clock I wanna shop, make it tentative Dilly dilly d, look at all these hoochies I be on the beach in Emilio Pucci Im the best, Im the best, ask Khaled Sorry little daddy, that cards not valid I need unlimited black cards like Im racist Some real big faces, Louis Vuitton cases Hoes in the hood say Nicki Minaj bougie I do it B.I.G. so I keep a couple CooGies, hoes She got a Fendi fetish, she got a shopping problem That girls a shopaholic, she only mess with ballers She got a Gucci fetish, she got a Louis problem She got a shopping problem, that girls a shopaholic She got a Fendi fetish, she got a shopping problem That girls a shopaholic, she only mess with ballers She got a Gucci fetish, she got a Louis problem She got a shopping problem, that girls a shopaholic Louis V, fuck with me, every days a shopping spree Got ice that be clear like glass, I be freakin blindin me My levels hard to see, best to just admire me Everywhere I go, she go I go to the sto just to blow big dough She got a Louis problem, Louis this and Louis that Louis hanging from her arm, in her purse, a Louis strap Big cash is everywhere, haters love to stop and stare Fly from the shoes to hair, so fucking hate, I dont care She all about the money, she all about the cash She all about me, Bobby, cause I be serving that ass I be serving the hard, she be serving me back I just give her the card, aint no limit on that She got a Fendi fetish, she got a shopping problem That girls a shopaholic, she only mess with ballers She got a Gucci fetish, she got a Louis problem She got a shopping problem, that girls a shopaholic She got a Fendi fetish, she got a shopping problem That girls a shopaholic, she only mess with ballers She got a Gucci fetish, she got a Louis problem She got a shopping problem, that girls a shopaholic Silly me, buying all this Louis V True Religions, rocking Republic, 7s and Frankie B Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada, Escada, Dolce and Gabbana Long as Imma keep buying designer shes a rider Scooped her out of that Nissan, threw her in a Hummer truck Four wheel drive when you ride, you aint never stuck Who is he? Could it be? Young Joey, he gotta be Honestly the hottest cause when you shop there aint no stoppin me I aint seen no black cards, all I know is push em in Prada gotta block, 100ft cops tryna scuff my Timbalands Goddamn, I love them haters, stepping on my Maury kids Me muggin a Gucci truck, sorta like a She got a Fendi fetish, she got a shopping problem That girls a shopaholic, she only mess with ballers She got a Gucci fetish, she got a Louis problem She got a shopping problem, that girls a shopaholic She got a Fendi fetish, she got a shopping problem That girls a shopaholic, she only mess with ballers She got a Gucci fetish, she got a Louis problem She got a shopping problem, that girls a shopaholic Pay attention

A lot of rap niggas be trynna play hard I was told only reach for the heat if you So when I lift the shirt, thats the end of discussion Click clack motherfuckers, I aint trynna hear that They call me Nicolas, style defined as ridiculous I beg your pardon, meet me at the Garden Number one draft, Im New Yorks pick and - I dont lose like them dudes, on the New York Knicks , Im overseas, rocking hella capris - Im in the West Indies, eatin delicacies - I tell em They want Kane like Erica? Please Brotha your money young, like that nigga Jeezy These broke rappers, always rappin bout a pink truck Im only happy, when Im hoppin out the Brinks truck And I dont need a sixteen, I got a sentence I goes in on a fucker, like an entrance These old bitches, better change they dentures When I get in the game, they gon play the benches Fuck your friendship, pay attention Bitch get at me? Imma pay my henchmen A lot of rap niggas be trynna play hard I was told only reach for the heat if you So when I lift the shirt, thats the end of discussion Click clack motherfuckers, I aint trynna hear that They call me Maraj,fuck you, and fuck your - Squad, head bitch in charge, I aint talkin bout the Taj Im on the other line, I aint talkin bout call waitin Im VIP lil mama, I just walk straight in Lil Dolce & Gabbana got this broad hatin Thats why I pop up in the Porsche, with the top vacant Mami stop fakin, talkin bout, what? - You got, you aint got nathen, and youre not caking Youre not my taste, get out of my face I play the top, like eight friends on your Myspace Stay in a childs place, check the timin I rock bitches, like they throwin up the diamonds You on a flight, I be bakin on islands Mami, your accent sounds faker than Dylan Murder dem, murder dem Fuck a competition, already murdered them A lot of rap niggas be trynna play hard I was told only reach for the heat if you So when I lift the shirt, thats the end of discussion Click clack motherfuckers, I aint trynna hear that They call me Nicki M, hard to find me in a sticky benz I play the club with a thug, and some pretty friends And if they aint got the gat, they got the knife on Youre too wack, to get up on one of my songs You got a deal, cause you was givin up the coochie, prolly But Ill arrange one hit, like Oochie Wally And youll be gone til November, like Wyclef I hold weight and I aint talkin bout biceps I rep Queens like a crown, when Im in the - Town, ask Yung Joc, Its Goin Down Kisses to my bitches, and my niggas, get a pound June, turn me up, How I sound? Bitches dont know the half, like they flunked that math Give a fuck about a bitch, and the clique she with Unless, you doin them numbers, like arithmetic Young Nick, holla back and turn up my shit A lot of rap niggas be trynna play hard I was told only reach for the heat if you So when I lift the shirt, thats the end of discussion Click clack motherfuckers, I aint trynna hear that

Uh BTS Chun-Li You can call me artist You can call me idol 아님 어떤 다른 뭐라 해도 I dont care Im proud of it 난 자유롭네 No more irony 나는 항상 나였기에 손가락질 해, 나는 전혀 신경 쓰지 않네 나를 욕하는 너의 그 이유가 뭐든 간에 I know what I am I know what I want I never gon change I never gon trade 뭘 어쩌고 저쩌고 떠들어대셔 I do what I do, 그니까 넌 너나 잘하셔 You cant stop me lovin myself 얼쑤 좋다 You cant stop me lovin myself 지화자 좋다 You cant stop me lovin myself Oh-oh-owoah Oh-oh-owoah-owoah Oh-oh-owoah 덩기덕 쿵더러러 얼쑤 Oh-oh-owoah Oh-oh-owoah-owoah Oh-oh-owoah 덩기덕 쿵더러러 얼쑤 Face off 마치 오우삼, ay Top star with that spotlight, ay 때론 슈퍼히어로가 돼 돌려대 너의 Anpanman Woah, 24시간이 적지 헷갈림 내겐 사치 I do my thang I love myself I love myself , I love my fans Love my dance and my what 내 속안엔 몇 십 몇 백명의 내가 있어 오늘 또 다른 날 맞이해 어차피 전부 다 나이기에 고민보다는 걍 달리네 Runnin man Runnin man Runnin man 뭘 어쩌고 저쩌고 떠들어대셔 I do what I do, 그니까 넌 너나 잘하셔 You cant stop me lovin myself 얼쑤 좋다 You cant stop me lovin myself 지화자 좋다 You cant stop me lovin myself Oh-oh-owoah Oh-oh-owoah-owoah Oh-oh-owoah 덩기덕 쿵더러러 얼쑤 Oh-oh-owoah Oh-oh-owoah-owoah Oh-oh-owoah 덩기덕 쿵더러러 얼쑤 Im so fine wherever I go 가끔 멀리 돌아가도, oh Its okay, Im in love with my-my myself Its okay, 난 이 순간 행복해 Uh! Whats good, Korea? You know Ive been a boss for my whole career Im bout to Jet in the lear And put more than my hands in the air Hands in the air, put your hands in the air If you getting money, rubber bands in the air Never gave an eff, they can cancel my care Cause if he look good, throw my pants in the air Im here word to John Mayer My bodys a wonderland, my face is top tier I swear watch the ice glare They be like Im Gucci but dont shop there One time, press rewind Tryna come up off Nicki name press decline So much power in the mind, yes divine Take your change youll never be next in line You cant stop me lovin myself 얼쑤 좋다 You cant stop me lovin myself 지화자 좋다 You cant stop me lovin myself Oh-oh-owoah Oh-oh-owoah-owoah Oh-oh-owoah 덩기덕 쿵더러러 얼쑤 Oh-oh-owoah Oh-oh-owoah-owoah Oh-oh-owoah 덩기덕 쿵더러러 얼쑤

Ohh Jay Sean 2-0-1-2 , oh-yeah Its alright, oh, its alright You know what they say Life aint always easy and every day Were survivors So forget the day Its all about tonight; act a fool and start a riot, a-riot, be a rebel Bottles poppin til we cant stand We keep it rockin til 6AM New York to London over to Japan Turn it up, turn it up, mash it up We gonna party like Party like, like its the end of the world We gonna party like, like its 2012 You know that it doesnt matter as long as we got each other Turn it up, turn it up, mash it up It aint the end of the world Gonna live like its the end of the world Gonna party like Turn it up, turn it up, mash it up It aint the end of the world Yo, similes, metaphors, and we pop pills Sick flow, inundated with the doc bills Work hard, now we know how the top feels In the middle of the street doing cartwheels Lot of them try to do it, but its not real Wasnt a rapper then I couldve got a pop deal White curls in a hot pink Hot Wheels Lot of bottles and a lot of fruity cocktails Uh, days of our lives You wink, it goes by So well just get it with no edits Anything goes, so no time for closed minds And free my Lil Weezy And lets just get right Young money, cash money in the building Lets go, the world ends tonight Have a drink with me And lets make tonight go down in history In history, yeah Lets make believe Its the last 24 hours and this whole world is ours Eternally, eternally Hey, bottles poppin til we cant stand We keep it rockin til 6AM New York to London over to Japan Turn it up, turn it up, mash it up We gonna party like Party like, like its the end of the world We gonna party like, like its 2012 You know that it doesnt matter as long as we got each other Turn it up, turn it up, mash it up I know, it aint the end of the world We gotta live like its the end of the world We gotta party like So just, turn it up, turn it up, mash it up It aint the end of the world No, no, Im not gonna follow Anything that they say anymore Its never too late to start livin So lets start it with here and right now Party like, like its the end of the world We gonna party like, like its 2012 You know that it doesnt matter as long as we got each other Turn it up, turn it up, mash it up It aint the end of the world We gonna live like its the end of the world We gotta party like Turn it up, turn it up, mash it up It aint the end of the world The world Because the world keeps spinnin The world keeps spinnin around

As I combine all the juice from the mind Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind RRRRRROAW RRRRRRROAW like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon The streets been telling me to get on the remix right?! Heh heh ha ha ha ha ha ha! Lets get it! I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin So far ahead, these bums is lagging See me in that new thing, bums is gagging Im starting to feel like a dungeon dragon Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Im starting to feel like a dungeon dragon Look at my show footage how these girls be spazzing So fuck I look like getting back to a has-been? Yeah I said it, has-been Hang it up, flat screen Ha ha... plasma Hey Nicki, hey Nicki! Asthma I got the pumps, it aint got medicine I got bars - sentencing Im a bad bitch, Im a cunt And Ill kick that ho - punt! Forced trauma - blunt You play the back, bitch Im in the front You need a job, this aint cutting it Nicki Minaj, is who you aint fucking with You lil fraggle rock, beat you with a pad lock I am a movie, camera block You out of work, I know its tough ... But enough is enough Rahhh rahhh, like a dungeon dragon Ra-rahhh rahhh, like a dungeon dragon Ra-rahhh rahhh, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Ra-rahhh rahhh, like a dungeon dragon Ra-rahhh rahhh, like a dungeon dragon Ra-rahhh rahhh, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Aiyyo somebody go get a theromostat and check my temperature I feel like a got a fever in this muhfucker!!!! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!! Nicki!!! How you gon take my hot line and make it a hot song Like I aint posed to come and step on this shit like King Kong!!! See as a child I was born with a old soul See I would breathe heavy flame would shoot out of my nose hole HAAAAAAAA RRRAAHHHHHH!!! Too much shitty diapers Love to play with matches and drink all the fluid out of lighters From when I was a child I know that most of yall was triddash I dig in my nose and wipe the biggest BOOGER on your bitch asssssss!!!! Using your head like fuck what the Lord said Slightly demented with a permanent wrinkle in my forehead Boars Head beef bitch if you want it then peep lane Murder niggas with the fire then bounce to a Heat game Tie you up like bikes to a rail in with a little cheap chain And Ill comfortably hang you from the side of the building So niggas see your bitch ass is LAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMEEEE!!!! Aiyyo what you cut it off for? Dont you see what Im doin to this?! Posed to know how Im directing these flicks The question everywhere is you getting on the remix? Cause this is something that I fathered and mastered And plastered til they started calling me sick bastard Im drastic when it comes to reminding niggas whos responsible for the classics And I burn a hole in the street like a nigga was acid Everytime I jump on the beat see the shit will get drastic While you getting yo ass kicked Like a kick and a punch slap and two chops Kinda like pong ping baduf baf beat him until he diggity 2Pac Mi broke mi ting leave a few match Rope him and then drag him a few blocks Uh! Uh! Uh! The muscle of the street Pardon me UH! Shuffling the beat nigga!!! UH! Take a elbow, Im scuffling to eat Like a nigga that was grinding and was hustling for weeks So I rushed and rushed, then I blacked Then I came through and I gave the streets crack Controlling the functions throughout the steer EVERYBODY PUT YOUR MOTHERFUCKING HANDS IN THE AIR!!! I do the type of shit that niggas cant imagine You know Im one of the nicest and I aint bragging I make em all surrender til they see white flags And they recognize Im the original dungeon dragon RRRRRROAW RRRRRRROAW like a dungeon dragon Change your shitty drawers cause your pants are sagging Try to step to this and Ill twist you to a turban And have you smelling rank like some old stale urine GONE!!!!

’Member me, cause thats what the agenda be Ill never fall, theyll never September me Pretty Trini girl, that is what they render me Nah nigga, that bitch dont resemble me How you leave me for bitch under me? When the shit hit the fan, dont run to me Your daddy wasnt a man, so to some degree I guess it run in your genes, Dungarees Oh, it was pretty sticky for us, so we had to shut it down I really asked her, why you’re with me? And my heart’s in critical condition If you listening baby, just come get me! Plenty bottles of Henny I drink it like water I’m the man in a special place with our daughter! But she the only one with me! I tell her mommy found a new life in the city Daddy gets tight, so he can’t feel the gravity Cause any other place is way better than reality! Oh, yes I know I did wrong Baby, no, you don’t know what you got till it’s gone, oh yes She don’t remember me, don’t remember me She don’t remember me She don’t remember me, don’t remember me Don’t remember me I know by how you look me in the eyes You just think Im gonna lie, really I know that you miss me Did it all or different positions, typical of me to be so silly 20 bottles of Henny This aint the last order When I shouldve been with you and our daughter I hope youre coming home with me She looks like you and you both so pretty Daddy gets high so he cant feel the pain My father wasnt mature and I dont wanna be the same Oh, Yes I know I did wrong Baby no you dont know what you got till its gone, oh yes She don’t remember me, don’t remember me She don’t remember me She don’t remember me, don’t remember me Don’t remember me Oh, he was with me for awhile Now he got another girl, thought I gave him plenty Did it all but I guess it wasnt enough and now I never give my heart to many Empty bottles of Henny, risked it all for ya Now you don’t even answer when I call ya You can buy the whole city Money ain’t a thing if you’re not here with me Real-real love, no, I don’t want a parody Love is such a war, I don’t wanna be a casualty, Oh no Yes I know I did wrong Baby, no, you don’t know what you got till it’s gone, oh yes! No, no I dont wanna lose ya Just say youll remember me tonight No, no I dont wanna lose ya Just say youll remember me tonight And how could I ever forget you? Though at times I, wonder if I ever knew you And wonder if you, ever knew me

Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Hello, good morning Hello , good morning Hello, good morning Know you been wai- -tin for it Cause I seen you watching So lets go, lets get it poppin Cause I been leaning on the bar, looking cleaner than the Tsar And these broads wont give me my props Twenty-five on the bank, I be stunting on they ass And ya mad cause the bitch wont stop Got your boyfriend feeling like a groupie Still life but its looking like a movie... And everybody know who the truth be I blow cause Im blowing on that oo-wee!! Hello Hello, good morning, how you doing? What the move is? Of Welcome to the Future, Im the Capn of the Cool Kids The revolutions never been televised Great booty, better thighs, I aint wanna tell her bye First I tell her hi, then I give her one and let her fly Never tell a lie, tonight you couldnt find a better guy King shit, flyer than anyone you get seen with Gangsta distinguished, cool as a penguin Got a team of em on the field, finna bring wit G5 waiting, fly away at my convenience You seen Tip, checking in a 5-star suite With some 5-star freaks, getting high all week Catch me in the week, I was up all night when yall sleep In a fast car, superbad broads, back seat Thats me, see Im nothing nice, fuck a couple nights With the moon say goodbye and the sun greeting us like Hello, good morning Hello , good morning Hello, good evenin You blow, you fiendin Cause you know that you really need it And Im the one that you wanna be with But right now, baby youre dreaming Cause I been leaning on the bar, looking cleaner than the Tsar And these broads wont give me my props Twenty-five on the bank, I be stunting on they ass And ya mad cause the bitch wont stop Got your boyfriend feeling like a groupie Still life but its looking like a movie... And everybody know who the truth be I blow cause Im blowing on that oo-wee!! Hello Hello , good morning Hello , good morning Hello Ayo, Ayo, turn me up a lil bit more I dont think they can hear me Check this out, Bad Boy, bitch! Lets work, cmon Lets work, non-stop, lets rock Make you feel good too, lets work Dont stop I see you, lets work Its that Dirty Money Uh, how fly is he? Yo baby momma Cry for Me like Jodeci So how you not notice me? Pull up to the club in the coldest V Uh, literally cold Little did he know how that nigga Diddy flow How that nigga Diddy go So hard like a crowbar, still getting dough Whoa whoa, whoa... Hahaha Hey, I like this Can you feel it? Nothing can save ya Uh, its that Dirty Money Got your boyfriend feeling like a groupie Still life but its looking like a movie... And everybody know who the truth be I blow cause Im blowing on that oo-wee!! Hello Hello, good morning Hello , good morning Hello Hello Hello Hello

Oh yeah, they tell me I’m a bad boy All the ladies look at me and act coy I just like to put my hands up in the air I want that girl dancing over there Look at her go on the dance floor She’s amazing on the dance floor When she moves, girl, I want more Keep it goin, girl, like I got an encore You got me saying... Go little bad girl, little bad girl Go little bad girl, little bad girl Go little bad girl, little bad girl Go little bad girl Go little bad girl Oh, yeah, they tell me I’m a bad boy All the ladies look at me and act coy I just like to put my hands up in the air I want that girl dancing over there Shaking her ass from the left to the right Moving it round just the way that I like I wanna see you move like a movie on flight You got it how I want and I want it all night Look at her go on the dance floor She’s amazing on the dance floor When she moves, girl, I want more Keep it goin, girl, like I got an encore You got me saying... Go little bad girl, little bad girl Go little bad girl, little bad girl Go little bad girl, little bad girl Go little bad girl Go little bad girl She done got my heart jumping And my adrenaline pumpin and gunnin Like ain’t nobody ever seen As a matter of fact, I’ve seen this woman all up in my dreams Whippin and flippin and stackin and slappin I’m attacking after she back it up and make it drop After I meet her I tell her David Guetta’s on the track Baby girl, don’t stop Keep it goin, you never know when somebody’s gonna throw a couple dollars Got a pocket full of hundred dollar bill’s Ludacris, Mr. Make-a-Woman-Holla And every night on the floor putting on a show Everybody in the club, there’s a little something you should know Look at her go on the dance floor She’s amazing on the dance floor When she moves, girl, I want more Keep it goin, girl, like I got an encore You got me saying… Go little bad girl, little bad girl Go little bad girl, little bad girl Go little bad girl, little bad girl Go little bad girl Go little bad girl Go little bad girl, little bad girl Go little bad girl, little bad girl Go little bad girl, little bad girl Go little bad girl Go little bad girl

I got my mind on my money and Im not going away So keep on getting your paper Now behold its your excellence C.I.T.C.O., forward slash president East side resident, its oh so evident Brinx Billy ride cousin, black on black phantom, 26s on the side of em Ninas on the side of em, goonies on the side of em Anybody get it boy be careful on the side of them These niggasll bury you, guns, no serial Money hungry honey with me when they holla she gonna carry you Flyer than a aerial, vehicle, gerital Sitting on my feet when Im stuntin on them people I tell no fables everything tailored Fax machines, Office Max, see me for that paper You working with short bread, aint my money long youngin Bitch Im bout trappin, more digits than a phone number Different time zones on em, kill them niggas lyrically Left side of my closet, look invaded by Italy Right side Paris, left side flagging, paper is my main chick, me and money married And thats all a nigga know bitch, thats why these brand new niggas on my old shit Thats what I did I came up out the truck you what Im mean I chuck my deuces like thats all I do like Young Money, Nicki Minaj, its the ninja, Harajuku Barbie and all that Like naamean, all that We getting money, you writing disses, we getting money Yeaaaaa boiiiiii Hit me my limousine, all in your magazine And when I come, them better lean like Promethazine Dem no seh Nicki nice, Im bout my money mama And tell Michelle, I got my eye on Barack Obama Tryna get that Madonna, you know, Hannah Montana Could find me sitting Indian style with the Dalai Lama Konichiwa I get my yen and I say sayonara Im meditating, Im in cahoots with a higher power Mind on my money, mi-mi-mind on my money yo Mind on my money, mi-mi-mind -- Namu Myoho Renge Kyo Mind on money, ayy, mind on my money babe How does this money taste? Whining on moneys face You see the signs and the teachings If you aint know well this is grinding season Now go and get your gangs signs, throw it up! Where all my niggas on them bikes? Throw it up We dont care what you say, we aint going away My niggas bring the heat, its not a summer day So find all my motherfuckin money, my mind on my motherfuckin money Ayo I speak foreign languages and shit but the language I speak is that money language flipmode bitch Brinx I like how we do the brinx truck job on these niggas homey Time after time again I like niggas and Remind niggas how I hold out on motherfuckers Niggas out here fronting about they bread you cant trust it, nigga My money so stupid, call me Warren Busta Buss, nigga Glad it aint a toss and everything about me butters Ive been counting money so Long I see dollar signs and different colors My money is smear and smothered your money you hear me brother Been about that bread like I was broke or still in the gutter And in case you aint know there will be no replacement And them bags of Arab Money I got stashed in the basement Face it, whenever I shine, I glisten, and whenever I talk, you listen Aint no money getting made in these streets without my permission I keeps it drug-infested, my money is well connected Its to the point my conglomerate is well-respected You need to check my method I promise you I be the wrong nigga when it comes to my money that you ever want to mess with Grind like missionary labor, holding dignitary paper You already know my team is filled with consiglieres, we made you I dont give a fuck about your stipulation Type of bread appropriate for every situation You can tell by the jewelry sitting on my collar From the bread to the crib, I know all about the dollar

Hear the Devil callin, I can hear em Its like, I get chills down my spine, when Im near him Man, Im a tad too bad, I dont fear him I dont need the preachers, Im the high priestess Everywhere I go, I get Hi, nice to meet you. Bitches know I beast this, Im the fashionistis And they know, I stay around the white, like a groom Look up in the sky, I see somebody on a broom I think Im gettin hi-high-hi-high, on my own supply Yellin Rastafari! when Im ridin by See, I used to be the wife, of a king Back when I was smugglin them things, in the bing Now that Im a boss bitch, its a win-win Come to Mr. Chows, or meet me in Chin-Chin Now I getcha ching & my name bells ring - Oops, I mean my name ring bells, ding ding! Im in Jamaica with them keys, under palm trees The leprechaun sees, what my palm reads And if my heart seize, please call my aunties I think them girls tellin, I hear them boys yellin Im in Jamaica with them keys, under palm trees The leprechaun sees, what my palm reads And if my heart seize, please call my aunties I think them girls tellin, I hear them boys yellin Get down, get down, get down down Get d- get down, get down, get down down Get down, get down, get down down Get down, get down on the ground Get down, get down on the ground Man, fuck a P-O, and fuck a C-O Bout to Set It Off, like Cleo Mad, they done tapped my Treo Bagged my skio, heard the bitch lyin like Leo Anyway, Im the ninja, Kawasaki blazin In a kimono, Konichiwa to the Asians I kick, kick, kick it like Im Bruce Lees son So all of that yellin in the street soon done Cause if I take my ski mask off, then Im dumbin The young Chaka Khan, yes - I Am Every Woman And I am bout that coke, not whatcha put the rum in Say a little prayer, tell the Lord that Im comin Im in Jamaica with them keys, under palm trees The leprechaun sees, what my palm reads And if my heart seize, please call my aunties I think them girls tellin, I hear them boys yellin Im in Jamaica with them keys, under palm trees The leprechaun sees, what my palm reads And if my heart seize, please call my aunties I think them girls tellin, I hear them boys yellin Can you hear them yellin? Comin for me, comin for me-e-e-e Comin for me, comin for me, comin for me

Uh Call me Dracula, cause all I do is count chips Your money mini, I aint talkin bout the mouse, trick These girls runnin like I just threw the bouquet They know Im headed to the top like a toupee Now all the bums is wonderin where I bes at If you aint a Barbie, its none of ya freakin beeswax These little rappers, I can see them in my dash cam I know they grouchy like Oscar up out the trash can Im on stage; you can sit in the crowd I be up in Lear jets, make a left at the cloud, haha I think she need the Heimlich; she the chokin kind She gets no burn, no smokin sign Yeah, metaphor heaven So they approve Nicki like my credit score seven Mac and cheese, six, fried chicken da guts And Im killing these bitches, Mike Vickin it up, yeah Dont play with Buck; Im not a video game Im so serious, put so many holes in your brain You oblivious to the fact you oh, period Who the ass said, who the ass meant Yall, there he is! Look, neck full of high-class diamonds The wrist lookin like it made a trip to Mohammed In the Colosseum or Harlem or Canal You cop jewels by the pennyweight, I go by the pound Anyway, I go by the sound, not by the style So when you cop my CD, you can go out of town Go outta bounds? Im blowin the whistle: referee BDP, yall know Im official, yall go, Ima tissue Yall dudes is shit, youll go lights out, wiped out Cant outwit me, outsmart me or outfit me Listen, this my year I got the arsenal with me, this my Check the hoodie, check the feet So fly I need air traffic control to direct me through the street Cash the check; Im fresh to death Like I die, its suicide, then I resurrect Then I do it again, ostrich skin I got National Geographics on my clothes; tune-in, ha Yeah, you could try to keep up, but I know you not worthy I keep a nest for these birds, cause I know they be thirsty Been swaggin all my life, man, what is this? Your third day? Swagger 3000, all my fly people, its your day Rock star to rebel, on another level Gotta give you the scoop with no shovel Chandelier wrist, check the bezel Crown Royyal, Im bumpin like bass and treble I check these dudes fresh; they just dont pass Guess I gotta take em to swag class, ah Wanna talk about bars, mine leave it be Never needed an A&R, mine needed me Theres one thing in this world I cant stomachs a fake You tryna stop what aint come with a brake, some of yall made a mistake Some of yall been deprived, aint seen the skill Just got the truck customized, got a meaner grill Told baby, just bein real Leave or get balls in your mouth, I spoke to her like Serena Will Top back, top cats get a beatin Sayin you the best, should stop it, its misleadin Cause I might cock back to get even Its not a wet dream; you just gettin shot at while you sleepin, uh Feel like the game cant be weaker Thats why homie rarely do the cameos and features Im good with my insanity and fevers Cause Pac lookin from heaven sayin, They aint understand me neither Wanna play it aint worth it, maybe why Im feeling like Ye, you prolly won an award, but you aint deserve it Circa 01, homeboy, he a vet Leave em deep regrets like they Tila Tequilas neck You past your prime, I aint spit ether yet You need a major; I just need an ethernet Word on the street, I made the OGs be upset Cause Im a student of the game, not a teachers pet

Ayo Young Money nigga. Hello Brooklyn. President Carter. Nicki Lewinsky Me and the Dread, yo give him some head – blow Long as he know he keep me flyer than a Red Bull Dont give a damn when Christmas is My bitches is president mistresses Now lets go, Im with the boss, Im Ms. Ross I make them girls jump like Im Kris Kross Back to basics, bitch, I been hot since Asics And Im tighter than face lifts, flyer than spaceships Now as for Dread? I met him on Mars I said, I am Minaj and Im gooder with the bars He said that he a Martian, he can be my Tarzan And he looking for a bad bitch for his squadron Thats how we got together, see he control the weather I leave my planet never without my um–b–rella Its Dirty Money, slash Young Money, Cash Money You-cant-catch money, run-it-nigga-fast money Getting at Weezy, you coming through me-ezy And I wont hesitate to do anyone greasy If he gimme the word then Im flipping the bird And then Im spinning around and Im gripping the burner See, I been the bitch since bubble gum and double dutch You was playing hopscotch, bitch, I been top notch Bitches is whack, they trash, they just pollution Write ya own raps, make that your resolution, fuckas Touch me with, a heart of gold I cant go a day without my sunshine ahh-haaa Touch me with, a smile of gold I cant go a day without my sunshine, sunshine I got you baby, yo Yeah, ok Im Dread, yo! I keep a red ho I keep a red bow, Blood gang, bitch! I get that bread dough, I get that head blow Until she got a red throat Now who be rolling with the boy like sushi? She said her name was Nicki, Im Tunechi I aint have to introduce me, she knew me I told her thats shes unique like a boutique And I got her and she said she got me Now lets go, she with the boss and Im the boss He the President, yeah she Lewinsky but we never get caught And I could give her brain back because Im so smart Fuck with my bitch and Imma draw like Picasso art Yeah, I spit at you like a hot beat And nigga if its not her then its Yeah, as for her I met her on Mars and she said I am Minaj, and Im gooder with the bars She got me with her charm, my wings on my arms Now we flying over chicken heads, shitting on ya farm Like sitting on a thorn, like sitting on a horn We sticking to your ass, like brass So get a new alarm for me and Miss Nicki Barnes Cause we kill everyone and get acquitted in the morn So get a new alarm for me and Miss Nicki Barnes Cause we kill everyone and get acquitted in the morning, bling! Touch me with, a heart of gold Uh-huh, uh-huh Big boogie, I told you we would go through it, baby I cant go a day without my sunshine ahh-haaa Okay, uh-huh Nicki Minaj, Nicki Lewinsky, Weezy F, da martian Touch me with, a smile of gold I cant go a day without my sunshine, sunshine Listen, listen, uh-huh, Mr. President, you know the mistress gotta holla at you for a minute, right? Like I mean, you know, meet the girl in the Oval Office its nothing Its going down, tell your wife you gon be a lil late tonight, hahaha, kyuh

¿Qué pasó contigo? Dímelo Rrr! O-O-Ovy on the Drums! No more damn excuses, her bitterness is useless Her friends said, Dont let him do this Fuck the man plays with your heart She ran out of reasons, now watch how she gets even Tables turned, and now whos pleading? And shed be damned if it happened twice To get a heart but its cold as ice Shell never cry again over a man, no But the moment that they play that song She falls right back into that time She cries thinking bout him moving on Leave a message at the tone She calls but he dont pay no mind Cause he thinks he already moved on Pero hice todo este llanto por nada Ahora soy una chica mala And now you kickin and screamin, a big toddler Dont try to get your friends to come holla, holla Ayo , I used to lay low I wasnt in the clubs, I was on my J.O Until I realized you a epic fail So dont tell your guys that I’m still your bae, yo Cause its a new day, Im in a new place Gettin some new D, sittin on a new face Cause I know Im the baddest bitch that you ever really met You searchin for a badder bitch, and you aint met her yet Ayo! Tell em to back off, he wanna slack off Aint no more booty calls, you gotta jack off Its me and Karol G, we let them rats talk Dont run up on us, cause they lettin the MACs off But the moment that they play that song She falls right back into that time She cries thinking bout him moving on Leave a message at the tone She calls but he dont pay no mind Cause he thinks he already moved on Eh, uh Un-un shot pa la pena profunda Y seguimo gastando la funda Otro shot pa la mente Pa que el recuerdo no la atormente Ya no le copia a nada Su ex ya no vale nada Se va pa la disco y sólo quiere perrear Pero se confunde cuando empieza a tomar Ella se cura con rumba Y el amor pa la tumba To los hombre le zumban But the moment that they play that song She falls right back into that time She cries thinking bout him moving on Leave a message at the tone She calls but he dont pay no mind Cause he thinks he already moved on Hey, Karol G Nicki Minaj , hey The Queen with The Queen O-O-Ovy on the Drums Ay!

I will always love you Even when I say I dont I will always see you Even when my eyes are closed Uncertain of a lot of things But with you, Ive always known I will always love you I will always love you I will always love you Even if you let me go Cryin about somebody, tell her Somebody come pass an umbrella Fucked this bitch inside the tella I had to take the call, past the tele I bought you Gucci, baby, Mais Margiela You can get a new one but he wont be better Straight to the top and dont need no propeller Oh, Ive been all outside with the fellas Take me back, I can put you in control if you take me back Goodfella, roll in a new Maybach She been fuckin me good and Im hooked like crack Make sure you ballin, dont worry bout nothin You keep on goin forward and never look back You bring me luck just like 7-Eleven And just for that, Ima give you some racks, let you splurge Mama, whats the word? All I do is flirt, just do it like a verb Takin off your skirt, this the night I make you squirt Pull up to the tele, watch me murk you with no dirt Bet you never leave I will always love you Even when I say I dont I will always see you Even when my eyes are closed Uncertain of a lot of things But with you, Ive always known I will always love you I will always love you I will always love you Even if you let me go I never thought you would end up as the enemy I always thought youd be right here, still defending me I feel so bad for you, lost your identity Made your decision, theres a penalty Its so hard for me to understand I guess the universe had different plans I put my love, I put my love in your hands In your hands But that was so you You had to leave, I had to go too I could always tell that you had no clue You never understood what I had to go through But then I guess, somewhere deep inside we both knew So the memories is what Ill toast to Cause in the past life when everything felt right You used to know me Once upon a time when we rolled out But now, baby, oh, no, you sold out I will always love you Even when I say I dont I will always see you Even when my eyes are closed Uncertain of a lot of things But with you, Ive always known I will always love you I will always love you I will always love you I will always love you I will always love you I will always love you Even if you let me go Sir. Elton John Young Thug, Barbie

This is for my girlfriend This is for my, this is for my girlfriend This is for my, this is for my girlfriend This is for my B-F-F, girlfriend This is for my girlfriend This is for my, this is for my girlfriend This is for my, this is for my girlfriend This is for my B-F-F, girlfriend Ayo! Where my B-F-F? Where my playboy bunny? Where dat nigga Hugh Hef? When we pull off at that light why everything else get left? Why they screwin up they face? Why they lookin a hot mess? Why they be like no they didnt? Them bitches is always shittin My clock be tick, tick, tick, tickin Them chickens is finger lickin And thats why, we do em greasy Stuntin in Louis V-zy We straight without a perm, and you bitches is stupid peasy Would you like some rice with that? We get a lot of cheese no mice with that I mean I want some ice wit that No soda, where ya owner? Give ya license back, ho! This is for my girlfriend This is for my, this is for my girlfriend This is for my, this is for my girlfriend This is for my B-F-F, girlfriend This is for my girlfriend This is for my, this is for my girlfriend This is for my, this is for my girlfriend This is for my B-F-F, girlfriend Thats my girlfriend, g-g-g-g-girlfriend Dont forget the brush, blow dryer, and the curlin iron Thats my girlfriend, tell them hoes stopping-ton They know they want everything that we be copping-ton Wherever I slide through, I gotta go buy two If I get it in the pink, I get her the light blue Brand new Range Rover, that was for her b-day I just auctioned off some shit, you can get it on eBay Anyway, we VIP, we dont even need I.D Put em in the I.C.U. If they dont bring the I-C-E Get them bottles of Rosé and one long island icy tea Put my bracelet in the mirror, I see me icing me Get it? This is for my girlfriend This is for my, this is for my girlfriend This is for my, this is for my girlfriend This is for my B-F-F, girlfriend This is for my girlfriend This is for my, this is for my girlfriend This is for my, this is for my girlfriend This is for my B-F-F, girlfriend Excuse me, theres way too many groupies Why dont you just sit back or dance? Sorry, we dont chit-chat wit fans You came in a Diablo Or was it a Gallardo? We got the top down, doors up, Murciélago LP-460, bitches, thats the model This is for my girlfriend This is for my, this is for my girlfriend This is for my, this is for my girlfriend This is for my B-F-F, girlfriend This is for my girlfriend This is for my, this is for my girlfriend This is for my, this is for my girlfriend This is for my B-F-F, girlfriend

I got a fresh line up and a nigga tied up Bout to have this nigga face on smash Cause I gotta little bad bitch on stash In the back Got one wet tongue in my ass Im the biggest freak that he seen thus far Im the biggest freak that he see thus far Im the biggest freak that he seen thus far Cause its just another day and I like gettin my salad tossed Uhn, Im the biggest freak, that he seen thus far Got the fattest box, white tees, no bra Call them other bitches for the hugs and the kisses When I come around its going down like bitches Tell the dope boys come holla at my crew Deep throat em, make em say Yabadabadoo! Rockin door knockers, middle finger to the coppers Pussy poppin on my popper, ha ha ha ha, you cant stop her Im the reason why these bitches tryna get cute Only rap bitch, pussy taste like fruit Back to the thuggin, now we sippin sizzurp Pour it down my ass, let em drink it til he bizzurp Sex game colder, then an ice cold blizzard Im about the color of the Geico lizard Im the biggest freak, that he seen thus far Nic-Nicki Lewinski, Pinky with the bar I got a fresh line up and a nigga tied up Bout to have this nigga face on smash Cause I gotta little bad bitch on stash In the back Got one wet tongue in my ass Im the biggest freak that he seen thus far Im the biggest freak that he see thus far Im the biggest freak that he seen thus far Cause its just another day and I like gettin my salad tossed Get tossed, tossed, tossed t-tossed Tossed, tossed t-tossed Tossed, tossed t-tossed Get tossed, tossed, tossed t-tossed Tossed, tossed t-tossed Tossed, tossed t-tossed Shawty straight diggin me like Im his main chick I know you bitches on the sideline like aint that a bitch Im on my job, aint lookin for head knock Cause its just another day and I like gettin my salad tossed Im the biggest boss that you seen thus far Got the biggest cars, Spanish broads, no bra Call that other lame for the walks in the parks I aint come to play games, I just wanna play my part Tell ya girlfriend come talk with me, dog We straight Gs then we came here to ball Bottle after bottle and Im sure youll count em all Then we off to that Chevy, fired up and takin off Baby, slow it down cause you movin too fast Ass too fine to be movin too fast, hol up Back to the thuggin, now Im sippin sizzurp All my niggas love it, baby thats my wizzerd Stack for the jeans, five bones for the shizzerts I dont smoke twenties, eight hundred for the izzerds Im the biggest boss that you seen thus far You can tell by the strongs thats standin by the car I got a fresh line-up, yeah, a fresh outfit Bout to have the parkin lot on smash Plus I got a Chevy wit a fo-fifty-fo in the hood That bitch got 125 on the dash Cause its just another day in the life of the goddamn boss Ey, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Ey, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Ey, yeah, uh uh, ha ha, yeah Haha, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I don’t care what you haters saying, I’m getting paid I don’t care what you haters saying, I’m getting paid I don’t care what you haters saying, I’m getting paid And if you not talking money then I don’t understand your language Its going down, down Barbie, pushing a pink Ferrari I race through Africa just to see the safari I am the baddest bitch in America Slicker than a Jheri curl, just ask Erykah The black Sarah Jessica, J-J-Jessica! Dont be text messaging me, I never check my messages Only thing you could ask me is how I want my sandwiches I want more cheese, lots and lots of cheese And when Im on the stage Im with SB And when you see my luggage it says LV And when Im on the plane its so empty Hmmm, thats why all those female rappers envy Oh, Im sorry. Did she say something? My bad You know, maybe I was booked. I guess I missed ya You know, when youre booked four times a week every week, its kinda hard to keep track of bum bitches Oh, you do the math Its barbie, bitch!

Woohoo Woohoo Woohoo You know you really wanna , wanna taste my You know you wanna get a peek, wanna see my You know you wanna put your lips where my hips are Kiss on my , all over my All the boys think its cake when they taste my You dont even need a plate, just your face, ha Licky-licky yum-yum, what a great guy Now kiss on my all over my Kiss on my, all over my Kiss on my, all over my Feel lights on me everywhere I go Like a little boy up in the candy store C-c-craving to get ya hands on Give it up before Mama says no Imma let you get a little closer Even though I aint supposed to I like it strong when its longer Im a little tipsy, play along with me You know you really wanna , wanna taste my You know you wanna get a peek, wanna see my You know you wanna put your lips where my hips are Kiss on my , all over my All the boys think its cake when they taste my You dont even need a plate, just your face, ha Licky-licky yum-yum, what a great guy Now kiss on my all over my Kiss on my, all over my Kiss on my, all over my Pick your glass up, youre sippin kinda slow Wanna see just how you take it down low Hurry up, I wanna see a bit more Take it off before mama gets bored I know that you love me long time, yeah You wanna take it for a ride, yeah Im feelin bad and I like it Im a little tipsy, play along with me, hey You know you really wanna , wanna taste my You know you wanna get a peek, wanna see my You know you wanna put your lips where my hips are Kiss on my , all over my All the boys think its cake when they taste my You dont even need a plate, just your face, ha Licky-licky yum-yum, what a great guy Now kiss on my all over my Kiss on my, all over my Kiss on my, all over my All the ladies up in the place , its your turn Give the fellas a little taste of how it works I know I probably shouldnt but, uh, Im feeling good Im a little tipsy, play along with me Okay, guess who got that mhm-mhm nani-nani In the Mondrian, mhm-mhm, in Miami Whos Galliano, whip-whip the Armani When it drip-drip, lick-lick like a lolly Or, left from Jamaica, go a foreign pan tour Jimmy Iovine, Tom Whalley and Lyor Keep me and Chrissy in Christian Dior But that was before , or, for you My name Nicki, little daddy, and you? You can do anything you put your mind to Way you French kiss it, Français, parlez-vous? Way you work your tongue, can I hire you? You know you really wanna , wanna taste my You know you want to get a peek, wanna see my You know you wanna put your lips where my hips are Kiss on my all over my All the boys think its cake when they taste my You dont even need a plate, just your face, ha Licky-licky yum-yum, what a great guy Now kiss on my all over my Kiss on my, all over my Kiss on my, all over my You wanna taste my You wanna taste my You wanna see my All my ladies say If you gotta great Let him get a peek If you gotta sweet Let me hear you scream But bitches keep it clean

Lets shift gears for a minute and talk about New York City. I actually get in arguments because people say Nicki doesnt rep New York. I say What do you mean? She shouts it out all of the time. Yall dont want me to rep yall. Yall dont hear when I rep yall cause yall be dick-riding everybody else. She does have a point. Do you feel you get the proper love from New York? Hell fucking no. And I never understood that because you ran the same circuits of all these other rappers. You did the DVDs. You did the mixtapes. You came up on mixtapes like every other underground rapper in New York. I was selling my mixtape out of my mutherfucking BMW out on Jamaica mutherfucking Avenue to Amadu and Hussaine and these niggas. Fuck you niggas! You niggas dont know the fucking half of what Ive fucking been through! _________________________________________________________________ Well, Sir Isaac Newton said the law of energy is, Energy is not lost or destroyed, it is merely transferred from on party to the next. You got a miserable bitch on a blog who writes something negative about you, you read it, and now youre miserable. Absolutely. Right. Absolutely. What you think about the blogs, Scaff Beezy? Honestly, the blogs could just suck my damn cock, balls, deepthroat, gag, and choke. _________________________________________________________________ So, Miss Nicki Minaj, what do you say to people that say youre trying to be something that youre not like Lady Gaga or Madonna and youre doing things for shock value? Well, I mean, I dont know. In a minute, if I fucking sit down and piss, theyre going to tell me I cant do that cause another bitch did it. Stupid ass bitches! Yo, niggas just want to compare her to somebody. Everybody! If they ever see me sitting down and peeing, theyre gonna fucking stone me. Theyre gonna say, Youre trying to be like Baracks wife. Look at her, shes sitting down and peeing like that. You trying to be like Michelle. Why you sitting down and peeing Nicki? Why dont you stand up? That happens to everybody, though. It does. No, Nicki gets it so hard -- pause! Hospital flow, need more gauze. I think when they dont understand something they gotta compare it to something to make themselves feel comfortable. Absolutely, I always say that. For their minds to interpret it, they have to draw a comparison. And I always say, even though its very common, its just a more simple-minded approach as opposed to looking at every situation as if its the first time. It is what it is. But even she gets compared to Madonna, and its a never-ending cycle. But I rather you compare me to someone that is winning and thats won than compare me to... Someone that is washed. Thats a natural emotion though... Its easy for a loser to be jealous of a winner. Thats just the way that it is. Do you ever look back at some of your performances and look at your costumes and your wigs and say, I did look like a damn fool? Yes! Yes, I do. Yes, I do. Do you ever think that? Sometimes. Every now and then. You know what I like about superstars? I like my superstars to be out there. Jump out the window! Be like Prince with your ass out. I may see it and say, Damn, she looks like a fool, but youre a superstar. Thats how I want to see my superstars. I dont want to see my superstars regular. _________________________________________________________________ I keep saying this: I went to school for theater. I took four years of my life and devoted it to theater. I did that because my passion was acting. When I started rapping, I felt like I couldnt really be myself. When I started winning, I started feeling that I can be myself. I can do my accents, I can do my voices, I can do my faces, I can do costumes. I can now bring me to who, you know, people see as Nicki Minaj. I can now really bring me into it. And I think thats where the confusion lies, is that people thought that when I first came out, that that was me in my entirety. But that wasnt. That was a small facet of who I was. But, who you see now is just a more multi-faceted mixture of all the personalities that I have in me. I mean... and I think that if I was to not show that, then I wouldnt be doing justice to all the people that feel like I do. Cause for every person who doesnt understand it is, there is a person who feels like me, who feels like... sometimes I just break out in an English accent, you know, like, whats wrong with that? You can! Why not? _________________________________________________________________ Do you think that mixtape Nicki and pop Nicki can exist in the same space? They already are. Theyre already existing together, and they are both winning. Who do you feel that you lean towards more? I cant choose. I cant pick. I feel like the world makes them two different people, but in my mind theyre the same person. Thats what I keep saying... I grew up in New York my whole life. I would go to the block and hang out with my home girls on the weekend, and then Monday through Friday I was having a nine-to-five on Wall Street. When I was an office manager I wasnt having the same conversation in the office that I was having on the block, but I was still the same person. I was Onika. But I knew how to switch it up and have an intelligent conversation with one group of people, get a job, ace the interview, and then go home with my home girls and have fun. It seems like youre very versatile. If its one thing that I would love for little girls to embrace from Nicki Minaj is the fact that she is versatile. She knows how to kick it in the streets and she knows how to kick it in the corporate setting. Right, because you cant do too much of either. You really cant. Its unfortunate that at times hip hop culture will tell you to lean only to one side, when that is detrimental for your future. Its detrimental for your growth. Its detrimental to your longevity. At a certain point as a woman -- Im not talking about as a man because weve seen The Blueprint with Jay. Weve seen that you could come in the game and do 10, 12, 15 – still win and still be the king of hip hop. We have not seen that with a woman. So, show me the blueprint. Thats all I want you to do -- show me the blueprint. I think you are creating it. Because Queen Latifah doesnt exist in that space anymore. She went on to become an actress. And is someone who I tip my hat to because Queen Latifah looked at it and said, Okay, wait, hmm, I may not want to be 40 years old rapping. The hip hop fans may not want to hear me when Im 40 years old rapping. So Im going to move in a way so that every aspect of who I am can be seen. Queen Latifah does musicals, movies, voice-overs for cartoons -- is she a sellout or is she winning? Shes winning! So these other bitches that only did rap and now theyre washed, and theyre living in, you know, low income housing - is that winning? Just so that a nigga in the street can give me a fucking dap? The same niggas that didnt buy my album any fucking way, that downloaded the shit? Get the fuck out of here! _________________________________________________________________ When its all said and done, are you going to want to have kids? Get married? Oh my goodness, I have to! I have to! Yep. Im gonna get married and have kids. I love children. I am obsessed with children. And yeah, I believe in marriage, and I believe marriage is forever. So, thats the other thing... Look in my eyes, look in my eyes / Know that well always be forever / Moment in time, moment in time... Safaree... Safaree... _________________________________________________________________ Do you have any regrets? Cause youve had a relatively short career. This is the second album, and hopefully we can ten more of these. But do you have any regrets in this short time that youve been Nicki Minaj? I think my only regret would be not enjoying every single moment when I could have. How can the author of I wish I could enjoy this moment for life not be here trying to enjoy every moment? Absolutely. And thats the thing. It kinda just comes so quickly. Pause! And then all of a sudden its like, Wait a minute. I just did Super Bowl. I just did Super Bowl with Madonna. And before I go into the Super Bowl stage Im just stressing and worrying. And then when I come off its all done. And what I did I even enjoy about it? Not even that, you closed up the Grammys. But thats why, cause shes doing the Super Bowl, and shes thinking about the Grammys. And then Im doing the Grammys, and Im thinking about the NBA all-star game. Thats the only thing. Ive gotten to a very good place, though. All of my friends and mentors in the game have been reaching out to me trying to encourage me because for some strange reason they knew how frazzled I used to be. And every time I tell people, No, no, Im really good. Im really happy. Im really at a peaceful place. Its almost like they dont believe me. So I thought the other day, I must have really, really been worried a lot. Because people who know me very well are like, Are you sure youre ok? But I really am. Ive never been this happy. Im so proud of this album. Im proud of myself. And I will not allow anyone to scare me out of my true potential. Its a scare tactic. _________________________________________________________________ What is Nicki Minajs purpose? Because from the outside looking in, I think youre a very blessed individual. Because you got two things going against you. Number one, youre a female. And the female hip hop division was not existent before you started popping. And then youre from New York. Theres a lot of rappers from New York that arent popping right now. So you got those two things going against you. Being that you were able to break through that and be the big superstar that you are, its like, Shes obviously here for something. I think its a bigger purpose than maybe you even know. But what is Nicki Minajs purpose? I have to pray on that. I think that my purpose will eventually be related to some sort of movement for my younger fans, really... Ive always had this dream of having a Nicki Minaj YMCA type of thing. When I was young -- well, everybody knows my story -- we didnt have a lot. Free lunch was the thing, We can get free lunch. Oh, were going to free lunch. This is like dope! So I remember those moments and I always play them back in my head. And I wish to think to myself, I wish there was a place we could also go to to go swimming and to do this and to do that. But things were moving so quickly. My parents were so, not really stable and just -- my father being an addict and all that. In a lot of ways I feel like I didnt really have a childhood. So when I see kids, it melts my heart because Im looking at them and Im like Theyll never get this moment back again, and theyll always remember this time. How do we as adults optimize it for them right now, whether they have money or not. I think that one day I would like to do something for them, for kids in the inner cities, for them to have a place where they can go to and have not only recreation but schooling, tutoring. I remember I was really really smart in school, and I think my mother took that for granted. So she wouldnt really sit with me and take the extra time to give me that extra push. But I think that kids need that. Its weird because people would never expect me to be so into childrens education, but thats real shit. I dont just say that because it sounds good. I really am interested in learning how to build the education system to a point where we have more of a success rate in terms of black children that go from high school to college. I feel like college was not something that was engraved in my brain. I dont feel like that ever happened. Most of my closest girlfriends, it was just like once they got out of high school they figured, Oh well, were good now, were out of high school, or I got my GED, Im good. And I dont want my fans to think like that. I have such a great rapport with my fans. When they see me, they really be bringing out their Bachelors and their Masters saying, Look, Nicki, Look. Because they know how important it is to me. Its OK to have fun , but I also want you to realize that its for a time. One day, youre going to look back and think Wait a minute, did I really lose my life clubbing and miss out on a moment where I couldve been building myself as a woman and having something to offer my children? We got so many girls right now having children and dont even know the first thing to say to a child. But youre having a child because I want to keep this dude or it just happened. I want to get us to the place where it doesnt just happen and that were smarter than that. Were the ones in control again. Why are we never in control? Why are we stuck with a baby? Why are we always stuck on the welfare line? Why are we always stuck having to beg, borrow, and steal to provide for our children? Why do we think its something wrong for waiting to have a baby? Waiting until youre 35 or 36 to have children? Technology has changed – you can wait! Have something to offer them. Thats something thats dear to my heart, doing something that makes children feel like I dont have to rush to grow up. I can enjoy my childhood. I can have somewhere to go for free for recreational purposes and for schooling purposes. Thats my bigger goal in life. How do you stay humble? I know you keep a tight circle, you keep guys like Scaff Beezy around. Im gonna ask Scaff. How do you keep her humble, Scaff Beezy? Do you ever see her getting a little bit extra...? You wanna know whats crazy? Yesterday, remember I was saying to you, Its so crazy. Shes so famous. If she goes out, anytime we go somewhere, its such a freaking chaotic zoo movie. The other day we went to a carnival. We thought wed be able to be in there, and just go on some rides, and nobody will notice anything. Within like seven minutes the whole park -- it was 10, 15 minutes until we got out. She really hasnt changed. She really dont act like, Im this person or, Im that person. She just be there looking so oblivious to whats going on. Sometimes she doesnt even know shes famous like that. It doesnt faze her. She really hasnt changed a bit. _________________________________________________________________ Pay attention to that. How did you escape being more than just an ass? We said that the other day, before I was just a rapping butt. A butt with lyrics How did you get out of that? Because I created a brand. People take for granted how hard it is so shout out to every woman and man thats won. Its very hard, mentally, this shit is draining and draining. For you to be able to get up there and do music that people love, and do interviews with a smile on your face, and act like this shit aint getting to you, its draining. Its crazy! Thats why so many artists go on drugs or become alcoholics. When I was coming up, I never understood it. I use to be like, What? They are so ungrateful. Why are they on drugs? Why dont they fucking appreciate their success? I would kill to be where they are, until you get here and you are like, Oh my god! Lord, is this the price I have to pay if I really want this? And hes like, Yep. Now lets see who really want it. But, I think I became more than that because people cannot deny... at the end of the day, people cant deny that... You the shit. Say it! You dont have to be humble. Be like Ray J. Im tired of being humble. Im not a cocky person by nature. Scaff, be cocky for her! Yeah, yeah, yeah, man. You bitches aint shit, man. You need to just really -- When you see her, get the rose petals, just like shes said before, throw it out in front of her feet. You pour out the champagne. You feed her grapes. If something needs to be sucked, you suck it! What!? What would need to be sucked? On you? Ay. Anything. Anywhere. Im in these streets looking for work. Were all in these streets, were looking for that work, that twerk. _________________________________________________________________ I just want to tell you, Nicki, I think that youre very necessary. I think you represent something way bigger than hip hop. I think that youre gonna take hip hop to new levels. And I think, like how Jay-Z took it to heights and made people be like, Damn, hip hop can take you this far!? I think youre taking that baton and youre gonna take it even further. So keep doing your thing, Ma. Thank you, darling. Charlemange da God, singed out!

Uh huh, yeah, yeah, listen, ok Im a dime, you a nickel-ette, light skinned-ed pigment Write my own shit, yall copyrighting infringement I eat these rap bitches, somebody get me a dinner mint Pussy make him tattoo my name upon his ligament Fuck wrong with them, my nerves they keep tweaking Tell them Im the chief, Im runnin with Mohikans Tell them this is church, and tell them I am the deacon Tell them that Im Black, Chinese, and Butter Pecan Pull up in the Range, Im givin them more reasons Hit up Lil Wayne, while Im in the 4 Seasons Tell Gudda, Mack, and Kidd Kidd Im here Im colder than a cough, Im wetter than swimwear Got all these little bitches, g-gettin p-pink hair Im pretty and Im fly, Im up in the pink Lear I needed an assistant, I got me a pink queer Decorated his office, with flowers and pink chairs Listen... Nicki Minaj, Nicki Lewinksy, The Mistress Where the fuck is the president? Young Money

Yeah, uh huh Go, burr, hah, talk to em, Nicki I mean, you know, aint really much to say Hah, So Icey in this bitch You know, they know what the fuck it is, So Icey in the motherfuckin buildin Bling, blaw, burr Gucci, my nigga Rocko, I am Nicki Minaj So Icey Princess again, you already know Go, nigga, go! Dammit its a miracle, please adjust the temperature I switched up the interior in my European vehicle Damn Gucci lyrical, nah I aint lyrical but my bracelet is crazy but my necklace is a miracle Blacker than Nigeria, with brand new material Counting a quarter million while Im pouring a bowl of cereal Fresher than your ever were, richer than a year ago With three dollars a skittle but its eight hundred a cheerio I was arrogant, Muls same color as a prune Yellow chain look like the moon and my old school is maroon Room, hear it ert-ert when it skrt 26s on the skirts and a bird with a flirt You can chirp, I got twerk, I keep work in my birds I got bird, I got brickss, I got pounds of that herbs Yeahhhh used to be my favorite word now my ice game is superb So them hoes be just like, Burr, burr Daddy tryin hard, but its easy Tighten up on your job, cause its easy I’m Nicki Minaj, so be easy Gucci Mane and Rocko, please believe it Daddy tryin hard, but its easy Tighten up on your job, cause its easy I’m Nicki Minaj, so be easy Gucci Mane and Rocko, please believe it Poom Poom! Nine-five-four, double R, zoom zoom I don’t give a fuck about you Looney Tune goons Yelling boom boom, when youre really poon-poon I eat these rap bitches, no fork, no spoon Im Nicki, Im finicky, I’m picky I stay around the Six like that little mouse, Mickey Ask Rocko, ask Gucci, ask Gucci, Gucci bandana Im a star, Im the black Hannah Montana I’m such a girl, I’m such a girly girl Im sippin on my milkshake, with the swirly swirl Excuse me, mister, put some cherries in my cups I take my shirt off and watch the boys go nuts The boys go nuts, the boy–boys go nuts All the dope boys, all the boys wanna fuck My nigga S. Beezy keep my wrist breezy Why would I go hard when this shit is so easy? Daddy tryin hard, but its easy Tighten up on your job, cause its easy I’m Nicki Minaj, so be easy Gucci Mane and Rocko, please believe it Daddy tryin hard, but its easy Tighten up on your job, cause its easy I’m Nicki Minaj, so be easy Gucci Mane and Rocko, please believe it Man, Ima step my swag up, dont fly commercial, Im private Step my rank up, so salute me, fuckin private Remember the days I used to keep my coat in my private Now Im with my partners smokin kush on autopilot I just bought a boat, and I dont even know how to drive it But its all gravy, I just coast on autopilot Im on another coast, you aint even in my time zone By the time you go to bed, Im gettin my shine on Yeah, its all good, baby, go on and climb on Then ride it like a rodeo, get your grind on Tell how I spend money, I be gettin my grind on Tell how Im limpin when I walk, I got my .9 on Ayy, your girl lovin you, but she with me, know what her mind on? Dont make me do it hard, I get it done, it cost a dime, homie Watch fifty stacks, and it dont even have a diam on Rocko The Don, I done got my time gone Daddy tryin hard, but its easy Tighten up on your job, cause its easy I’m Nicki Minaj, so be easy Gucci Mane and Rocko, please believe it Daddy tryin hard, but its easy Tighten up on your job, cause its easy I’m Nicki Minaj, so be easy Gucci Mane and Rocko, please believe it

Yessir! Imma hit the club, hit the weed Hit the Gin then hit the track Poppin bottle, buy the bar Before I came thru I had to hit the bank Always toss a bitch or 2 You know, thats what trippy niggas do 30 girls in the V.I.P Got you, pussy niggas spooked Still hood, now i can buy the hood, my bitch bad, she fuck good Walk around all through the town I wish one of you hatin niggas would Life of a millionaire, on the way to be a billionaire All I like is stripper poles and white hoes in their underwear Girl ya bad, girl ya bad, girl ya bad, girl ya need a spankin Here comes the bottles tell me what you’re drankin From the table to the car, from the car to the crib Cause tonight I need some entertainment From the table to the car, from the car to the crib ‘Cause tonight I need some entertainment Girl ya bad, girl ya bad, girl ya bad, entertainment Girl ya bad, girl ya bad, girl ya bad, entertainment Girl ya bad, girl ya bad, girl ya bad From the car to the crib ‘Cause tonight I need some entertainment Bad man, live band, hair down my back nigga Everything I do is dope, you would think I was a crack dealer Big money, fast cars Hoes all in my lap niggas So far I done head the game I might as well just lap niggas Milk the game, Lactose She could see my chain from the back row Came in with my niggas Left out with some bad hoes I got a black ho, a white ho A Spanish ho and a Chinese Yea they call me 2 Chainz and My first chain’s a Siamese That’s your favorite part Whatcha gonna do for it Hey girl she on the Molly Think she saw a unicorn No horsin around Polo DRAWS She might say yes to me and NO to yall! Girl ya bad, girl ya bad, girl ya bad, girl ya need a spankin Here comes the bottles tell me what you’re drankin From the table to the car, from the car to the crib Cause tonight I need some entertainment From the table to the car, from the car to the crib ‘Cause tonight I need some entertainment Girl ya bad, girl ya bad, girl ya bad, entertainment Girl ya bad, girl ya bad, girl ya bad, entertainment Girl ya bad, girl ya bad, girl ya bad From the car to the crib ‘Cause tonight I need some entertainment Ima hit the Myx, with the chicks Take my tips, Ima hit the bitch Hit the pole, hit the flips Do it like Miguel, I hit the kicks When I land, I hit the splits Puffin on that trippy stick Bitch Im queen, Lizabeth Bitch Im bad, hissy fit Ima rip the skirt, hit the twerk I dont give change nigga, hit the clerk Drive niggas crazy, hit the skrrt Ass on bounce, tits berserk Life of a bad bitch Nigga make my sammich Yes I been bustin bands All night, and Im famished He took the ass, we vanished Pull up in the Aston, vanquish Im pickin pockets, he finger poppin Now all my bitches in Paris You bitches aint fuckin with me on my worst day Fuck outta here Girl roll it around and set it set Bubble on down and pet it, pet it Holding out the air, then get it, get it Ima take you home and bed it Hopping out fast, Set it out slow Now whine it girl, and ready set go All of dem treads, done shed it out now Now rum pon da time, for eat it out now Girl you my treat girl Come make fi dweet girl Put it on repeat And know you are my edi-tweet? girl Put it on me please girl That’s what I need girl Just give me that beat DJ now entertain me girl Your odd Ima see you and your friends misbehavin I meh know you have a body is cravin Simply me not a mine for de takin Better be ready Girl ya bad, girl ya bad, girl ya bad, girl ya need a spankin Here comes the bottles tell me what you’re drankin From the table to the car, from the car to the crib Cause tonight I need some entertainment From the table to the car, from the car to the crib ‘Cause tonight I need some entertainment Girl ya bad, girl ya bad, girl ya bad, entertainment Girl ya bad, girl ya bad, girl ya bad, entertainment Girl ya bad, girl ya bad, girl ya bad From the car to the crib ‘Cause tonight I need some entertainment

Chin checker, chin checker Chin checker, Im the chin checker, nigga It was a quarter past 3 when I ran into Rells Didnt forget my keys, but my name ring bells A little white tee, some Adidas with the shells Turn in the coupe, oh shoot, broke a nail Lemme lemme think what I gotta gotta do Should I get the black or the chrome 22? Cause if a bird try to get out of the cage One bitch down, New York Times front page I went to Starbucks, I wanted to get a frappe Then had a Snapple, apple with the capple Thats Fendi, but thats irrelevant Threw him a couple Benjis, now Im the president Im Nicki, finicky, so picky Slick like Ricky, flow be so icky Now class is finished, youll be home bout 3 Tell all them rap bitches whatchu know bout me, nigga Whatchu know bout me, whatchu, whatchu know bout me Whatchu know bout me, whatchu, whatchu know They say that girl is a fool, the girl keep on boppin The girl get them girls and them girls get it poppin Whatchu know bout me, whatchu, whatchu know bout me Whatchu know bout me, whatchu, whatchu know They say that girl gettin money, a lot of dirty money Ill show you how to do it if you gettin something for me Got some nice titties, yes, they wild pretty Thats how I got the S, the five-fifty Thats cause I get, I get, I get busy Thats why I dont need you to come get me Im badder than the dude at the Neverland In the money green coupe with the Leprechaun Holler at him, get a four-leaf-clover Go a- go against me, guaranteed youre over Look, all the kids sweat Nic like a Mexican Cause I got more kicks than a temper tan— Trum-trum-trum, you slowpoke Better rum, rum, rum a little coke And-a S-M-I-the-L-E And aint one thing them could tell me Cause I write, write, write my own shit Im the one, like Im the culprit, nigga Whatchu know bout me, whatchu, whatchu know bout me Whatchu know bout me, whatchu, whatchu know They say that girl is a fool, the girl keep on boppin The girl get them girls and them girls get it poppin Whatchu know bout me, whatchu, whatchu know bout me Whatchu know bout me, whatchu, whatchu know They say that girl gettin money, a lot of dirty money Ill show you how to do it if you gettin something for me

Daddy, oh daddy Papi, oh papi I need to dance Cause she shakin it for daddy She shakin it for me She shakin it for daddy She shakin it for me She liftin up her ass, and she drop it to the beat She shakin it so fast, for the cash She ready and she lookin for a bank roll She movin round and round, like a merry-go-round She be like, I be, I be, I be, on that money shit She be like, be, I be, I be, on that money shit Ayo I be, I be, I be, I be, I be, I be on that money shit Get da sloppy toppy roger copy I be running shit Money in the air, its a festival Cause I ball, no testicles Im flyer than an eagle thats balding I throw it back like hairlines, thats balding I stay balling, I dont mean Spalding I never answer when the referees calling She got me jerkin in the back Think Im bout to fall in love Cause she make that booty roll, when she comin down the pole I swear she got my heart, went from cash to credit cards Got me spendin all my money Shit, I couldve bought a car You know you like it, yeah You know you like it, yeah Yeah I like it babe, yeah, I like it, yeah You know you want it, yeah You know you want it, yeah Yeah I want it babe, oh-ohhh Cause she shakin it for daddy She shakin it for me She shakin it for daddy She shakin it for me She liftin up her ass, and she drop it to the beat She shakin it so fast, for the cash She ready and she lookin for a bank roll She movin round and round, like a merry-go-round She be like, I be, I be, I be, on that money shit She be like, be, I be, I be, on that money shit And when this other girl grab me And she whispered in my ear She said This other girl aint doin shit, its crackin over here She put my hand on her booty And her jiggle make me woozy Now we bout to make a movie In the club, goin stupid You know you like it, yeah You know you like it, yeah Yeah I like it babe, yeah, I like it, yeah You know you want it, yeah You know you want it, yeah Yeah I want it babe, oh-ohhh Cause she shakin it for daddy She shakin it for me She shakin it for daddy She shakin it for me She liftin up her ass, and she drop it to the beat She shakin it so fast, for the cash She ready and she lookin for a bank roll She movin round and round, like a merry-go-round She be like, I be, I be, I be, on that money shit She be like, be, I be, I be, on that money shit You was sleeping on me, thinkin it was slumber time Now Ima trending topic, little mama, number sign Wa-wanna play? Meet me at the fumble line Cause Im a ninja, Cowabunga time Buzzing like a bee, but no I dont sting-a-ling Jing-a-ling-a-ling, I show dem da middle finger ring Ting-a-ling-a-ling, school bell a-ring-a-ling Stick shift the ding-a-ling, ball like Yao Ming-a-ling Cuse me, what happened? Im flyer than a robin Im flyer than an eagle, yeah, Donavan McNabbin And wen I pop that pussy, I pop it on his Suzuki I pop it so crazy cookie, Im rockin them daisy dukies I be shakin it for daddy, he want more more more Got that Bently, got that Caddy, and theyre all four door If I pull him by the collar, boy he gonna holler I be shakin it for daddy, he want more more more Cause she shakin it for daddy She shakin it for me She shakin it for daddy She shakin it for me She liftin up her ass, and she drop it to the beat She shakin it so fast, for the cash She ready and she lookin for a bank roll She movin round and round, like a merry-go-round She be like, I be, I be, I be, on that money shit She be like, be, I be, I be, on that money shit Yeah girl She shakin it for daddy She shakin it for daddy She shakin it for me I be on that money shit I be on that money shit I be on that money shit I be on that money shit

Hey, girl Hey... Whats going on, babe? Yeah, you seem down You know that girl Donna? Well, Ive met her, like, a thousand times And she just introduced herself to me! Rude! Yeah, she knows who you are! I know, its kind of bumming me out... I see your sadness and I see your pain You can do no wrong, and shes the one to blame And it hurts me to see somebody hurtin you She says shes twenty-seven, but shes thirty-two My words are my knife Said Im gonna cut deep And Im gonna rip up her whole life Im gonna lift you up By tearing her down Im gonna dissect all her Instagrams Ive found Shes tryna have beach waves But doesnt have enough hair When you are down in the gutter Ill join you there Gosh, thank you girls! Honestly, insulting her made me feel so much better Oh my god, its your ex... Trent came? Hey, good to see you You look good! So do you! Alright, see you around... Ok, wow! A true freak whos obsessed with you Chica-oo-ha honey Cmon, lets restart Hes a small man with an empty heart And hes always talkin bout Paris Its like, dude, you did not invent Paris And dont you know Hell die alone in a psyche ward But if you get back together Then were back on board Im gonna raise you up By blasting his ass Lets go in on his mom Nobody gets a pass That bitch drinks so much They should take her car When my sister has been burned No burn goes too far Thanks, you guys God, he sucks! Yes! The worst... Wait, is that Tania from your work? I had to cover her shift today Because she said she had a family emergency gasps What? Hey guys! Whats wrong? Oh, hey, Nicki. We were just talking about this girl-- Oh, girl, I dont even need to know who it is-- Ill rip up her life, yo, get the knife Cause you low-key my wife, you my bitch for life You a ten, she a two, life sucks for her Its goin down, when we come out, its up for her Lets punch her in her face and take her jewels Its May, we dont play with them April Fools Uh, you shoulda seen her face It was me, Aidy, Katy, and Tina Fey You know youre name stay in a hater mouth, boo I hate her nose, I hate her eyes, I hate her mouth too I hate her stupid wig, I hate her shoes, too Is she ugly, lame, or musty? Choose two Ooh, Ooh ooh ooh ooh Honey, we caught the shade that you threw Ooh, Ooh ooh ooh ooh I love my best friend, bitch, screw you Im gonna lift you up By tearing them down Ima hit on all All the flaws weve found You think were toxic But no, bitch, thats you Dont you know talking sht is how We all get through

Hello world! Young moolah baby! Murda dem, murda dem! Just one word, body a third of them I kick kick game, cant injure Nicki Thats why they nick-nicknamed me, Ninja Nicki Im such a yes, and youre a no no Live with a Dragon, and wear a kimono Im from the Philippines, badder than Billy Jean Guess that is why I get more head, than an a guillotine But then Im dumb struck cause you bums suck Where the um---where the fuck is my nunchuck? Im in Tokyo, with the Cokio Somebody sleepin in my bed like Nokio Im gettin ill, I been poppin a pill again Im on an Island, and Im lookin for Gilligan Where my Timberland? I got em tremblin Cant find my keys, but I know, I hear them jingling Youre such a Marilyn – Monroe and Manson Im got some heroin, wanna go dancing? You at the door? Ok, Im about to come down Im getting numb now, dont let me come down Sniffing on some good blow Its like Im sippin on the tempo And I cant come down now Cause Im higher than higher than higher than a kite Young Moola, baby! I do what I does I come through this bitch, wrist bluer, than cuz Im so five star, Soo Woo to the bloods And before I had a mirror, I knew who I was I know where Im goin, I knew where I was Yeah, d-d-d-dirty, dirty south, see my shoe full of mud Baby who can you trust? Who can you love? When love kills, like somebody gave Cupid a gun? It go Like you shooting for fun And sometimes the solution is execution for some Besides, you dont want that intrusion at one – A.M. and the conclusion, is you losing a son No inducing my funds, I smoke the fruitiest blunts I mean the stupidest buds, I get stupid as duh I swear my doobie is uh – fat, and just like it, you can get lit Shit dont stank, when you shittin in the bank When her man run an errand, Ima hit her like Hank Look him in the eye and a nigga might blink Aim at his brain and a nigga might think Weezy Sniffing on some good blow Its like Im sippin on the tempo And I cant come down now Cause Im higher than higher than higher than a kite Yo, Its the President man and the Mistress, Ms. Nicki Minaj aka. Nicki Lewinsky, yea and I am the president, shut yo mouth!

Welcome to Star Box Yeah shorty, Im trying to get me some thick thighs and some chinky eyes I need a real good box Oh ok A real good box Okay, hey, yo Nick! Yo? Yeah, shorty out here want want, uhm, a number three Oh, alright tell him to come around to my window, I got him, its nothin Oh alright And yo, you know the slogan right? Yeah, I know how it go Pussy by any means First I take their order at the Cuchi Shop Then I send em a girl that can make her coochie pop And then I smuggle all my money through the coochie spot And there aint no returns at the Cuchi Shop We dont wanna hear it burns at the Cuchi Shop Just listen and youll learn at the Cuchi Shop Up in the Phantom, have you wishing you had em, Im the madam What you need thick thighs and some chinky eyes Super size all your sides like your biggie fries For a better price you can get some better pie Strawberry, apple, cherry, even lemon lime What you want them B cups or them C cups? For your ice cream, chocolate or butter P cups French vanilla threesomes that come in D cups They eat each other but otherwise they dont eat much Im bout that fast money, money aint got no patience But if them boys come, run like you on probation Listen up, Im a send ya to the location Write it down, take a picture, make a notation First I take their order at the Cuchi Shop Then I send em a girl that can make her coochie pop And then I smuggle all my money through the coochie spot And there aint no returns at the Cuchi Shop We dont wanna hear it burns at the Cuchi Shop Just listen and youll learn at the Cuchi Shop Up in the Phantom, have you wishing you had em, Im the madam Relax lil nigga, cut the bull We tax niggas, no deductible So what it is, what it aint, nigga state ya name You know we got them umbrellas if you make it rain So what you want them good girls or them bad ones? I got them girls make ya wish you never had none Cause youll be spending beaucoup in my spot, shorty This nigga acting brand new like he just bought it Up and away like Mighty Mice You can say I am the rap game Heidi Fleiss Cause my flow crazy, Hussein like Sadam You getting it, I got em, Im the rap bitch madam, Im the madam First I take their order at the Cuchi Shop Then I send em a girl that can make her coochie pop And then I smuggle all my money through the coochie spot And there aint no returns at the Cuchi Shop We dont wanna hear it burns at the Cuchi Shop Just listen and youll learn at the Cuchi Shop Up in the Phantom, have you wishing you had em, Im the madam

Oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Young Money Oh, yeah See, aint nobody iller than me And I aint being cocky, Im just sayin Its time for me to do me Time for me to live my life And I aint worried bout yall All you hatin ass broads With your hatin ass fits Hatin ass this Hatin ass lips So give me my elbow room Its time for me to come through Im shining like my diamonds Shining like my purse Shining like my shoes See, Ive been here on my grind Gettin mine And I aint through I aint through Ima, Ima, Ima live it up Ima, Ima, Ima do it up I gotta live it I aint through Ima, Ima, Ima live it up Ima, Ima, Ima do it up Oh no Bad bitch central, check my credential Motherfuckin right, you know its Nicki on the intro And Im even bitchier when Im on my menstrual You aint even got a credit card for incidental Basic insurance and it dont include dental Dental, dental, yes, bitch, Im mental Plus Im in the big boy and its not a rental Shit aint sweet unless its the Presidential You a mutt Tell her quack quack, she a motherfuckin duck, duck – goose! She a Saturday Night Live - spoof! One thing the coupe never got – roof! Yeah, I took the spot she gone – poof! Me and KC, deuce! Stay fly, you can call me have a safe flight And my wrist froze, stage fright I aint through Ima, Ima, Ima live it up Ima, Ima, Ima do it up Can you feel me? I aint through Ima, Ima, Ima live it up Ima, Ima, Ima do it up Oh no Would you say Im the baddest right here? About to take over, yeah, this is my year Coming and I aint gonna stop this here And aint nobody iller than me Im on one, and I aint gon stop I aint gon stop til I reach the top Say it if you know what Im talking about Lets get this money, lets get this money, yeah So give me my elbow room Its time for me to come through Im shining like my diamonds Im shining like my purse Im shining like my shoes See, Ive been here on my grind Gettin mine And I aint through I aint through Ima, Ima, Ima live it up Ima, Ima, Ima do it up Can you feel me? I aint through Ima, Ima, Ima live it up Ima, Ima, Ima do it up I gotta do it, I gotta do it, oh no I aint through I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go harder I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go harder Uh-huh, yeah I aint through – KC, Nicki Minaj Ima, Ima, Ima live it up – Fuck yall wack bitches Ima, Ima, Ima do it up – Old ass bitches Kyuh! Hahaha Oh, whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go harder, yeah

Nicki Minaj was born Onika Tanya Maraj on December 8, 1982. Ever since she was little, Nicki has continuously made up alter egos that serve a variety of purposes. In the beginning, Nickis alter egos offered her an escape from reality but they eventually evolved into a means of representing herself in the music industry, helping her get her point across and add more variety to her music. Name Years Active Musical Appearances Cookie approx. 1982-2000 - Nicki the Boss 2007-2012 Beam Me Up Scotty Dead Wrong I Dont Give A Jump Off 07 Keys Under Palm Trees Up In Flames Zonin Boss Ass Bitch Nicki Minaj 2007-present Playtime Is Over Sucka Free Beam Me Up Scotty Pink Friday Prink Friday: Roman Reloaded The Re-Up The Pinkprint NM4 All Eyes on You Nicki the Ninja 2008-2010 Higher Than a Kite Go Hard Can Anybody Hear Me? Shakin It 4 Daddy Nicki Lewinsky 2008-2010 Sunshine Wanna Minaj? Kill da DJ Still I Rise Barbie 2009-present Itty Bitty Piggy Bedrock Bottoms Up Monster Black Barbies Run Up Rosa 2010 - Roman Zolanski 2010-present Pink Friday Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded Bottoms Up Monster Where Them Girls At Martha Zolanski 2010-2012 Romans Revenge Roman Holiday Moment 4 Life Dark Fantasy Point Dexter 2011 The Creep Tyrone 2011 Till the World Ends Tragedy Female Weezy 2011 Y.U. Mad Dr. Minaj 2012 Out of My Mind Nicole 2013 - Chun-Li 2018 Chun-Li Barbie Tingz IDOL Coco Chanel Barbie Balla 2018 - Romania 2018 Bed Reference: nickiminaj.wikia.com

Wave ya hand if you look good Throw some shade if you look good Wave ya hand if you look good Anyway, bitch, I look good Wave ya hand if you look good Throw some shade if you look good Wave ya hand if you look good Anyway, bitch, I look good Now tell them bitches anyway Cause we don’t care what none of them gyal affi say You can’t stop me, I’ma fulfill the prophecy I do it, I did it, the proper way On my property, now watch how we operate Bottles on ice, the bottles is on ice The VIP lights is hittin us just right So if you gettin money, just throw it up in the air Yeah, hands in the air like I was your puppeteer Cause I, I, I, I am Zolanski Some call me Barbie, yes, I’m life-size Yes, I am humble, yes, but why lie? I am the reason why these girls go bye-bye Wave ya hand if you look good Throw some shade if you look good Wave ya hand if you look good Anyway, bitch, I look good Wave ya hand if you look good Throw some shade if you look good Wave ya hand if you look good Anyway, bitch, I look good Okay, now, this right here could get me in trouble Cause when I say I ball, I don’t mean in a huddle I’m always in the lime, I never do nothin subtle Cause it’s Pink Friday, ho, thats their rebuttal My two guns up, lets blaze it, lets go I keep a lot of money up in the Escrow And when I’m at the game, I’m in the best row I am the baddest bitch up in the pet store Cause I, I, I, I am Onika And these shoes here mean fashionista ‘Cause these don’t come out til its Easter I’m VIP bound with Leighton Meester Wave ya hand if you look good Throw some shade if you look good Wave ya hand if you look good Anyway, bitch, I look good Wave ya hand if you look good Throw some shade if you look good Wave ya hand if you look good Anyway, bitch, I look good Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Yah yah yah, yah yah, yah, yah, yah yah, yahhhh Wave ya hand if you look good Throw some shade if you look good Wave ya hand if you look good Anyway, bitch, I look good Wave ya hand if you look good Throw some shade if you look good Wave ya hand if you look good Anyway, bitch, I look good

Ah! Well this ah di big bod Nicki Minaj And dem should know! I was just a player in the game of love Til she came and turned mi tables around Stacking up mi chips lining up all mi cars Still they all came tumbling down Man I think I might, think I might make her the one Take them stealin me up on the run She hits me like a shot gun, I’m done If love is the beat she’s the stead of my drum Fly me away, the kingdom come She got me going, daram-dam-daram-dam Hey-o, hey-o, I was born to be wild Oh no, oh no, til love shot me down I’d rather die a thousand times, than live without your love Im sayin, hey-o, hey-o, I was born to be wild Oh no, oh no til you came around I’d rather die a thousand times, than live without your love Hey-o, hey-o, I was born to be wild Oooohh I’m blown away, uh whoa, I’m blown away Love was just a word til I bought me a ballah Oh you everything for holding me down Im tellin all my homies that mi find mi a queen In the jungle so you facing the crowd Man I think I might, think I might make her the one Take them stealin me up on the run She hits me like a shot gun, I’m done If love is the beat she’s the stead of my drum Fly me away, the kingdom come She got me going, daram-dam-daram-dam Hey-o, hey-o, I was born to be wild Oh no, oh no, til love shot me down I’d rather die a thousand times, than live without your love Im sayin, hey-o, hey-o, I was born to be wild Oh no, oh no til you came around I’d rather die a thousand times, than live without your love Hey-o, hey-o, I was born to be wild If you would die, then why would you try And if you reply, a suit and a tie Is what I would buy, then you will be mine Because you and I, were born to be wild I am Martha; you King Arthur, who knew you would land me? Ive been known to eat these rappers, cook em like chef Ramsey Mission accomplished, youre my accomplice Cover of Vogue, yeah, Imma go topless Imma go bonkers Imma go crazy Imma get reckless and have a baby Then hang the baby off of the balcony Teachin him to moon walk, tell him hes Japanese Yeahhh!! Hey-o, hey-o, I was born to be wild Oh no, oh no, til love shot me down I’d rather die a thousand times, than live without your love Im sayin, hey-o, hey-o, I was born to be wild Oh no, oh no til you came around I’d rather die a thousand times, than live without your love Hey-o, hey-o, I was born to be wild

Yo, why these bitches in the game gettin serious for? I was just playin when I said you looked liked Curious George I mean, I was in the SL, ice on the bezel I aint mad at you lil mama, you a sketel Im a winner, you that thing that start with a S.L. Rhyme with a cruiser, end with a r-ra Yup, youre a loser, I am a super star-ah F.A.B.O., I do it, like Toccara Cause yall some dylon hoes Tryna fuck up my band, I fuck with Nylon holes I got the pumps and the bumps,the pumps in the trunk In case I gotta spazz, and blast you mudda cunt I had to laugh at that one Bitch get outta line, Imma slap the fat one Im such a maniac Where Wayne at? Im tryna get some, brainiac I gets down, like when niggas is shootin Mami, I style wild, like when niggas is lootin Hoes is mad, cause these hoes is losin They do a lot of walkin, I do alot of cruisin Put the top in the back of trunk Take off a shoe, slap a bitch with the back of the pump I aint never had a problem giving bitches the business Pop bitches in the eye, like I finished my spinach Im a New York broad, spend chips in the village Hopped out the yellow cab, oops, the yellow Jaguar Girls dont like me, guess its the swagger Dont talk to me bout, chicks got skills Shes alright, but shes not real Listen big homie, Im that deal I say I body bitches, mean that bitch got killed Riding the baseline, like Im Quil ONeal Now how many bitches do it take to knock me down You know bitches gon hate But I dont give a fuck who you bodied on tape Im into movin weight mami in and out of state Lets get it now

Down the drain Down the drain Down the drain Down down down down Make it drop We squeeze We sniff We cut it up M-M-M-M-I-A The ultimate M-M-M-M-I-A Oh, its M.I.A Oh, wow Its M.I.A., wow Rock it, rock it to the stars Rock it, rock it to the space Rock it, rock it to the bar Rock it, rock it off your face Johnnie keep walking, Jack does too much coke Jim Beam and Jameson, they just give me joke When I see Pernot, I say oh hell no Kahluas a turn-off, tell him to Smirnoff Captain Morgan shot the sparks When we hang out, he shoot arrows through my heart Blue Tattoo, chilling up in Malibu He got 99 Bananas, but hes not my boo I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed I got a shot of tequila in me I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed I got a shot of tequila in me I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed I got a shot of tequila in me I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed I got a shot of tequila in me When I met Seagrams, he sent Chivas down my spine Got me on the dance floor and we start to wine His ex Sambuca, she just a hookah I put it on a chilla, but I want Tequila I got you off your fucking face I tell you what to do you want your mother, your something-or-other I got you off your fucking face You wound up in another place your brother, you fucking nutter I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed I got a shot of tequila in me I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed I got a shot of tequila in me I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed I got a shot of tequila in me I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed I got a shot of tequila in me Its going d-d-d-d-d-d-d-down Everything slow-mo in the background When I pull it, pull it, p-p-pull it, pull it Yeah its sticky and I get it by the pound Hey-o, Maya, your shit is on fire Real talk, yuh nuh know seh man a liar Thats why I never ever take em to my mattress I tell em meet me in the sky, yeah thats my address I said I got this bad bitch Margarite And when I see her I say si, señorita! Okay, she make me feel like I love, love Im like BRRRRRRR, yo, Im fucked up! I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed I got a shot of tequila in me I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed I got a shot of tequila in me I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed I got a shot of tequila in me I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed I got a shot of tequila in me I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed I got a shot of tequila in me I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed I got a shot of tequila in me Eh, whatcha say? Eh, whatcha say? Eh, whatcha say? Eh, whatcha say?

This is the remix Carly I wanna smash your fears And get drunken off your tears Dont you share your smile with anyone else but me I wanna touch your heart I wanna crush it in my hands Make you plead and cry as you give up all the lies Were not lovers, but more than friends Put a flame to every single word you ever said No more cryin to get me through Ill keep dancin til the morning with somebody new Tonight, Im getting over you Tonight, Im getting over you Tonight, Im getting over you Tonight, Im getting over you, over you, over you Stuck in a real bad dream And, man, it feels so new to me Should be in your arms, but Im beggin at your feet Its been a real hard night And I just hold my pillow tight It wont love me back, no, its not you and I Were not lovers, but more than friends Put a flame to every single word you ever said No more cryin To get me through Ill keep dancin til the morning with somebody new Tonight, Im getting over you Tonight, Im gettin over Meditate and do my yog-er Then I pull up to the club in a Rover A CELINE bag on my shoulder I said, rrrr, cock that revolver Rrrr-rrrr, thats that nostal-ger I said, Im number one, Im a son of a gun And runner-up is what they called ya Aint tryna be mean, but I am the queen, yeah Aint fuckin with no fuck boys Get me, get me, shoulda got me then Cause I would wear for real and you would rock pretend Yo, can I get another dose of my oxygen? Cause I been breathin all this motherfuckin toxin in Tonight, Im getting over you Tonight, Im getting over you Tonight, Im getting over you , over you Were not lovers But more than friends Put a flame to every single word you ever said No more cryin To get me through Ill keep dancin til the morning with somebody new Tonight , Im getting over you

Haaa..by popular demand Sasha Feirce, Nicki Minaj, lets go Yo rude boy, why you cross me like a little t? Im Minaj, big M, uhuh not a Mickey D Now, Im flyer than a broom , broom, I dissed him Then I peel up in a room , boomin system Now listen, now listen, LISTEN I was there through your bid in prison Ya know, I coulda been your wife But sucks for you, boo-hoo I would never rent a tux for you Excuse me, Im buzzing like bumblebees Football & they all wanna fumble me I was a thirty-two D in my Dugarees Can I have a couple more cucumbers, please? Now Im that bitch, now Im the bad witch I need a lot of cheese up on my sandwich Just got a new boyfriend, hes Pepe Le Pew And he just bought me two Giuseppe shoes. Thats one for right, & one for the left Yes to the left, left, to the left Now we should all go to Jerry Springer And you could put the ring up on my middle finger All the single ladies Now put your hands up Up in the club, we just broke up Im doing my own little thing Decided to dip but now you wanna trip Cause another brother noticed me Im up on him, he up on me Dont pay him any attention Cried my tears, for three good years Ya cant be mad at me Cause if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it Dont be mad once you see that he want it If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it I got gloss on my lips, a man on my hips Got me tighter than my Dereon jeans Acting up, drink in my cup I could care less what you think I need no permission, did I mention Dont pay him any attention Cause you had your turn But now you gonna learn What it really feels like to miss me Cause if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it Dont be mad once you see that he want it If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it Dont treat me to the things of the world Im not that kind of girl Your love is what I prefer, what I deserve Is a man that makes me, then takes me And delivers me to a destiny To infinity and beyond Pull me into your arms Say Im the one you want If you dont, youll be alone And like a ghost Ill be gone Hey, hey - And just like a ghost Youll be gone, gone Diddy Bop, like Sean, John, John Anyway, I like Lauren Lon-don Get my chopsticks, get me my won-ton Cus you thought youd win But Id knew youd lose Honey, Im flyer than altitude crews Yes, Im cool, you can chuck deuce Nicki been hot since Duck, Duck Goose All the single ladies Now put your hands up Cause if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it Dont be mad once you see that he want it If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it

This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda Yo the other day me go a downtown fi shop Take out card and me take out all guap Tell security fi meet me round back In a the alley way by the maybach As fo me you know mi love big Me gold chain and mi love big rock Level, this yuh one shot, good pussy a go end him, bloodclaat This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda The other day some gyal a call me man Me say hold on where me machine gun Gyal a shot, I kill pussyhole fo fun Any way, me and him done As fo me you know me ice out me watch And when me dance right and I pot crotch Level, this here the catch, protect the weed like the what! This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda Hold on, yes, just sit it down Cause when Im in ya town all a them come around Blazin, plus they sitting clean Amazin lemme ge-get the green Cause all my bitches go, yes them bitches go And you a no show, thats the way it go The keys to my Bimmer, you in a dilemma So could you hit the kitchen and go fix the Queen some dinner, will yuh!? This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda This yuh wanna grand murda

I dont wanna sound mad, though! I dont wanna sound mad! I feel marvelous right now! Dirty money! Tell that bitch with the crown to run it like Chris Brown She won 3 rounds, Imma need a hundred thou Like china town, bitches better bow down Oh, you aint know? bet yall bitches know now Fuck I gotta do to let em know that Im the one? Way I ride the drum they salute me in the slum In the 6 hun the color of bubble gum Im with my nigga spits and my nigga, bun crum Yes, Im the one, Im the motherfuckin one Hold more weight than the late big pun Bitches talk slick, but they aint say nun Mad cause Im bad, 2 sticks in my bun Yes, sir, look what ive done They r-run, run when I come Bum-stickity-bum, let me tell em where Im from Queens, little mama, gabbana, some nice pumps

Gold in my champagne Your shit blank, boy your shit lame Probably just like your dick game So I dont need to know your name Dont you see these on my feet? Bet you cant guess how much I paid Thats a shame Fuck these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane Who the fuck told you to not have no chill? Who the fuck told you we splittin that bill? Who the fuck told you that Im in the hood? When you know fuckin right Im in Beverly Hills Why you keep starin at me like you know me? Spur of the moment, I ball like Ginobili ESPN, photoshootin with Kobe You Photoshop bitches be needin Adobe Oh, oh, thats some bologna Oh, this is Missoni Oh, you are still lookin for Kony Would tell you to call me, but I am not phony Oh, why your car got a cheap gear? Mothafucka in his car with some cheap gear Im draped in McQueen, Balmain on my jean Ask Givenchy and Marie Claire Gold in my champagne Your shit blank, boy your shit lame Probably just like your dick game So I dont need to know your name Dont you see these on my feet? Bet you cant guess how much I paid Thats a shame Fuck these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane Do it for the niggas Girl I aint gon do it Girl I aint gon do it Girl I aint gon do it Do it, do it, do it, do it Girl I aint gon do it Do it for the niggas Girl I aint gon do it Girl I aint gon do it Girl I aint gon do it Nah I aint gon do it TBA Gold in my champagne Your shit blank, boy your shit lame Probably just like your dick game So I dont need to know your name Dont you see these on my feet? Bet you cant guess how much I paid Thats a shame Fuck these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane Do it for the niggas Girl I aint gon do it Girl I aint gon do it Girl I aint gon do it Do it, do it, do it, do it Girl I aint gon do it Do it for the niggas Girl I aint gon do it Girl I aint gon do it Girl I aint gon do it Nah I aint gon do it He said, Arch your back I aint gon do it He said, Kiss my neck I aint gon do it Talk dirty in my ear I aint gon do it Do it, do it, do it, do it He said, Arch your back I aint gon do it He said, Kiss my neck I aint gon do it Talk dirty in my ear I aint gon do it Ima need some fresh air, bitch Gold in my champagne Your shit blank, boy your shit lame Probably just like your dick game So I dont need to know your name Dont you see these on my feet? Bet you cant guess how much I paid Thats a shame Fuck these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane Do it for the niggas Girl I aint gon do it Girl I aint gon do it Girl I aint gon do it Do it, do it, do it, do it Girl I aint gon do it Do it for the niggas Girl I aint gon do it Girl I aint gon do it Girl I aint gon do it Nah I aint gon do it

If you get lost, boy, then I will find you Youll be my rock boy and I will climb you But you dont notice me, its like Im not even here I see you in the A, I see you in the Bay, I see you everyday, but I dont know what to say So Ill be at the ball till 12 oclock A Ill be your Cinderella-ella Then maybe you and maybe me Can maybe meet and m-m-make a baby Then maybe you and me Can meet and make a baby, lets make a baby Lets make a bay, l-l-lets make a baby Lets make a bay, l-l-lets make a baby Lets make a bay, l-l-lets make a baby Lets make a bay, l-l-lets make a baby Ill be your sun, boy, and I will guide you Youll be my wave and Ill always ride you And Ill give anything to prove that I really care I see you in the A, I see you in the Bay, I see you everyday, but I dont know what to say So Ill be at the ball till 12 oclock A Ill be your Cinderella-ella Then maybe you and maybe me Can maybe meet and m-m-make a baby Then maybe you and me Can meet and make a baby, lets make a baby Lets make a bay, l-l-lets make a baby Lets make a bay, l-l-lets make a baby Lets make a bay, l-l-lets make a baby Lets make a bay, l-l-lets make a baby When they seen the girl stuntin, they thought that I was frontin Im not Kanye but you cant tell me nothin Ive been around the world from London to Japan Im on the l-l-lear, l-l-looking for my man Cause, ooh, he so gutter, he m-m-make me stutter The French Vanilla trucks inside peanut butter The girls wanna see him, the boys wanna be him Get payed like per diem from the a.m. to the p.m So where the fucks the flashlight? Where are my binoculars? Somebody go tell him I get wetter than tilapias And I am bi-populars, oops, I mean bipolar Search the whole solar, I see you in the A, I see you in the Bay, I see you everyday, but I dont know what to say So Ill be at the ball till 12 oclock A Ill be your Cinderella-ella Then maybe you and maybe me Can maybe meet and m-m-make a baby Then maybe you and me Can meet and make a baby, lets make a baby Lets make a bay, l-l-lets make a baby Lets make a bay, l-l-lets make a baby Lets make a bay, l-l-lets make a baby Lets make a bay, l-l-lets make a baby

Ok ok ok ok, now whos hot, whos not? Shorty doo whoop, its cool you bloodclot You come to the spot, see if you dont get got See if you dont get got, when the semi go cock Im like Aye, what the fuck a bitch think? Nick, you know aint nothing changed, but my wink Pink on pink, everything in-sync I write pretty lyrics, every pen pink ink Im representin all my girls, niggas double up I dont play around, Im a have to shut her down Run up into town, Im a have to get the crown Im the Young Queens bitch, with the platinum sound None of ya girls can steal my shine, Fendi - Schooled me to the game, now Im in my prime Stay humble, stay low, stay on the grind I dont need a light, but I stay in the lime When I tell em that Im cumin Im cumin Rap bitches in the game always huffin and puffin Damn, Why these bitches always frontin for nuthin Fuck around Im a have these bitches runnin from suttin When I tell em that Im cumin Im cumin Rap bitches in the game always huffin and puffin Why these bitches always frontin for nuthin Fuck around Im a have these bitches runnin from suttin Guess what Nicki spit crack, like yayo Yep, matter fact, when I rap, Its a K.O Come through the hood, all the boys say Ayo! Lettuce and tomato, dont forget the mayo Words in the street, that Nicki dont play doe Bitches pop shit, but they soft like play dough Gotta lotta banks, so she wanna be me I gotta full tank, little momma on E I fly first class overseas, on this BB Snapple in my hand and its strawberry kiwi I aint even make it, and these girls wanna be me You Mrs. Me Too, like you always say me me Im who they believe in, mommy dont even Soon as I put the keys in, I switch like seasons Get a couple beats from my nigga Doe Beezy Why would I go hard, when this shit is so easy

This is for my niggas that did bids All of my niggas thats doin time for some shit that they aint did This is for my niggas that wild out All of my niggas that ride out, all my niggas that hide out This is for my niggas that buy weight Niggas that leave on Monday, come back on a Friday This is for my niggas that get high all of my niggas that get by All my niggas that get fly, this is for my niggas that cop dutches All of my niggas throwin it up on them bikes and pop clutches This is for my niggas that dont snitchall uh my niggas that dont bitch All my niggas that tore fifths, this is for my niggas that dont cry All of my niggas that dont smileall my niggas that dont lie This is for my niggas that take care, all of they kids Order some bids, and take em to daycare This is for my niggas that dont settle All of my niggas that push pedals,alll my niggas with gold medals This is for my niggas that play ball, niggas that wanna get in the game So they niggas can cake off, this is for my niggas that gave up All of my niggas thats laid up, and ya mind is made up This is for the borough of Sean Bell All of my niggas with strong will, all of my niggas that gone kill This is for my niggas than stand up, all of my niggas thats gon fight All my niggas that man up , this is for my niggas with big dreams All of my niggas in sick jeans, that be spittin they sixteens This is for the Tims and this is for the Brims and This is for the Trims and this is for the rims and This is for the kings and this is for the bosses This is for the blings and niggas in the porches This ones for Malcolm, this ones for Martin Wish I coulda thanks them, look what they started This is cuz Im tired of losin Even though my music is crack, guess Im tired of using Its like Im tired of rappin it, I aint even ratchet Im tired And Im askin am I, ready for the rapture? See, Im just a little girl, caught in a mixed up world Shoutout my girls, that be callin me sista girl A moment of silence, for all of this violence For all of my mens thats locked in the pens, and trapped in the silence I aee you, I see you, I see you, I see you, I seee youu I see you, I see you, I see you, I see you, I seeee youuu Keep trying Kee-eep tryy-yinnn

Better strap up your boots Before they start to shoot Then do it for the troops It’s Young Money salute So sick with the flow Yeah your cowboys know that Lil Twist Been a pro way before Romo or T.O No Witten, Cowboys to a Piston A.I., no Wallace, your kids gettin demolished I’m bookin on your suckers like Im just leaving college But smart, very smart - too smart for your knowledge Too smart once more, Wayne called me a genius It’s YME, nothin gets in between us Tell Wayne I’m goin in like somebody bout to bury me In this rap game, nobody could ever bury me Thats why you see me on stage rockin with Young Money I told my team I got us man, it’s all on me Like Volume two B.G., I got my crew with me Twist, Mack, Millz, Gudda and my baby Nicki Every time I’m on the track it’s ransom Can’t find us anymore, it’s random When Young Money come through you better salute us Better strap up your boots Before they start to shoot Then do it for the troops It’s Young Money salute Hey I solemnly swear if it ever go down You aint never got to call me cause I’mma be there Lets get to the point like elbows, my crew harder than shell toes Strapped like Velcro and is we running hell no And truthfully, aimin for number one, oh do we You ask why I reply cause nobody remember two or three Cross YM out of him well make a movie We all we can be, respect the army and salute we Young Money army, we marching We coming forward, no warning We got these boys running like Forrest So salute me like a general First place, never last Always on top and I’m a chief like a Seminole Got the game in a stranglehold​ no letting up You can get the top of your can popped like 7-Up Knock knock let us up, Young Money applaud me And we’ll take the game out your hands like a joy stick I’ma need my badges and my ribbons Maybe it will make up for everything that I wasn’t given Everything that I’ve given, I swear I’ll never give in Just look at what I’ve been in and this is just the beginning I d-d-do it cause I did it for my ballerina girls Blowing kisses to the soldiers, I am Marilyn Monroe But we shoot shoot shoot em up, camouflage me Cause Young Money is the Navy better yet the Army Better strap up your boots Before they start to shoot Then do it for the troops It’s Young Money salute Commander-in-Chief One hand on the World, one hand on the brief I stand on the world, bitch I stand on the peak Of the game, and the girls, and the guap, now thats G Don’t ask me about shit but money Fuckin’ right my money long I got that 10-foot money I get it fast when I get to the money When I walk, it sounds like 10 foots running I meant feet, I’m in deep like wet pussy I’m a purple heart proven war vet, rookie You can’t even sit next to me Now bring money or death to me, or don’t step to me Now don’t step nigga, march with me To the steps of the court building Like ain’t we God’s children? I know at all times gods feel me So I play my part until the war kill me Salute - or shoot Better strap up your boots Before they start to shoot Then do it for the troops It’s Young Money salute It’s Young Money salute It’s Young Money salute It’s Young Money salute It’s Young Money salute

Thank you Thank you for comin out tonight Ladies and gentlemen I am the president of Dirty Money Records New York City Who you know fresher than Nick? Riddle me that Mami you itty bitty cant mirror me back Everybody gon see where Im lyrically at Used to hate Nicki, now they givin me dap I live and I learn, but I wait my turn Im always on the run, got weight to burn Ease off the gas, then I make a turn Three off the pass, they dont play like her Why I cant just be ill? Why when they see me, bitches gotta to go Ew? Why my lil nigga, still gotta sell krills? Why Im this hot and still didnt get a deal? The rain and the pain, I done paid my dues Im ready for the game, I done laced my shoes Everything I say believe Im gon do Came out the coop, Petite Vuitton boots Can I get an encore I know you want more I know you sick of all them girls, they such a bore But its my time I need yall to roar Its my time I need yall to roar After me, there shall be no more Its my time I need yall to roar Look what you made me do, look what I made for you Know when I paid my dues, that I would aim for you Straight from the streets of Queens and yet it seems The only thing they know, is that I push a beam All they sees a pretty face, how I ride the base So I put my hoodie down just to hide my face They dont see the tears I cry, the fears I hide Tend to keep my cares inside, its merely pride Like my grandmother, I wonder if she next to pop Said the next time I seen her she would be in a box Damn she was right, she was dead right How was I to know, that would be her last night? If I could turn back the time Dear God, somehow could you press rewind? Wont come when I call, but He just in time So I come when He call, like Im next in line When you got something good why the Devil gotta ruin it? Guess she never know, I be the best bitch doing it Tired of being what you want me to be Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface Dont know what youre expecting of me Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes Every step that I take is another mistake to you And every second I waste is more than I can take Ive become so numb I cant feel you there Become so tired so much more aware Im becoming this all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you Ive become so numb Can I get an encore I know you want more But its my time I need yall to roar Its my time I need yall to roar

I feel free, Im rollin with my niggas and we just bought the bar I feel free, shawty lookin at me cause she know Im a star I feel free, Im in the club and Im tryna get right I feel free, most of all cause I got life I feel free Send 3 more bottles to table 5 We buyin out the bar, we livin our life We gettin all right, shawties watchin us We lockin down the club cause we straight dangerous Me and my dudes, me and my crew We lockin this down, ice is so blue These dudes talkin they mouth but they aint true We shuttin this bitch down I feel free, Im rollin with my niggas and we just bought the bar I feel free, shawty lookin at me cause she know Im a star I feel free, Im in the club and Im tryna get right I feel free, most of all cause I got life I feel free I just signed the deal so everything is all good Made a mood and get my niggas out the hood Same place where Murda Mace once stood Ferrari cars, interior all wood Now Im in the club, bottles on me Louis Vuitton fits on me Heavy chains, nothin hollow on me Im a star now, all the problems on me Shawty lookin nice so Im lovin her I dont care what you say, Im cuffin her Shes hot, nigga cant get enough of her Drinkin champagne, I cant stop touchin her Her pretty eyes is killin me Her glossy lips is stealin me After the club ma, we can chill in the V Tonight is our night and ma, I feel free I feel free, Im rollin with my niggas and we just bought the bar I feel free, shawty lookin at me cause she know Im a star I feel free, Im in the club and Im tryna get right I feel free, most of all cause I got life I feel free I feel so free So loose, drinks on me Im too G, Gucci links on me Game locked down, Im the nigga with the key I see your girl, shes so fly Shes got wings, see her float by Whole crew sick, hottest things out Street fitted in bring em out, bring em out L.V. on the shoulder She look right in the Rover In the club, never sober Ballers, we the niggas on the posters Rockstar, so Sunny Bono Cowboy, so Tony Romo Shake down shawty, thats the logo Feel free, fuck the po-po Hopped off the boat, I am such an immigrant Why he get Nicki Minaj tatted on his ligament? Wait, just for the record get wetter than fishermen Pull up with some 26s up under the Michelins You know I pop-pop-pop it like a pistol Thats why I keep my wrist looking like like a disco And everywhere I go they tell me that Im pretty My money slow, my money stupid, money ditsy Mommy you bad but Nicki is badder Step your cookies up, go get you a ladder We do it early like Cheerios and a bagel I feel freer than the slaves on the railroad You think Im lying I feel like Im flying I feel like Im finally free Im free, Im free, Im free I feel free, Im rollin with my niggas and we just bought the bar I feel free, shawty lookin at me cause she know Im a star I feel free, Im in the club and Im tryna get right I feel free, most of all cause I got life I feel free

Weve evolved from small to tall And shall not stall, been flying too long Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa girl I be sippin on haterade That deep-down getcha paid It tastes like lemonade Scrunch your face when you see me paid I be sippin on haterade That deep-down getcha paid That flavor is lemonade Scrunch your face when you see me paid You know what Im talking about Im not listening, Im not interested My attention only focused on what I get Diamond’s glistening, they call me Mr. Check White ice lemonade, Black ice she thick I got general ambition, lifes a bitch So I treat it real good like hoes is squeezed My whole life, I aint never seen a car like that And she probably wont see the next shit I get And a seventeen fresh, I say I guess Successful, healthy, I live no stress So today is the day that the big boy shine Drop tops everywhere, I wouldnt know how to rock Got the titties out today showing off tan lines Bands bending in my pocket, no its not drumline Me and Skateboard P in the club on time No, not on time, but it just in time Weve evolved from small to tall And shall not stall, been flying too long Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa girl I be sippin on haterade That deep-down getcha paid It tastes like lemonade Scrunch your face when you see me paid I be sippin on haterade That deep-down getcha paid That flavor is lemonade Scrunch your face when you see me paid You know what Im talking about Uh, yo, ayo, this one goes out to all of my critics Dont you feel stupid? Look how I did it! Look how it came to pass when I said it We can do debit, I dont need no credit Yes, Im epic, look how I rep it Its been eight years, but I broke the record Yup, the record... yup, the record... yup, the record Uh, Im all that I can be And Ill admit, Im appalled when you envy ’Cause you can do it, too, and you can do it, too I just happen to be the girl that they threw it to So Imma bounce back, and Imma ball out And every time that you see me Imma go all out And Imma win till the ending Dont be mad when you see me transcending... Gucc! Weve evolved from small to tall And shall not stall, been flying too long Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa girl I be sippin on haterade That deep-down getcha paid It tastes like lemonade Scrunch your face when you see me paid I be sippin on haterade That deep-down getcha paid That flavor is lemonade Scrunch your face when you see me paid You know what Im talking about I ball hard, I should be in Sports Illustrated Cooler than a motherfucka in a Porshe lemonade coupe Pull up in a Ferrari in your hood, get intimidated Mutilated, Maserati, Lamborghini decapitated Feds investigation on what I accumulated, insinuated That Im not the man that I say I am Like I I give a damn But I just run around town pickin up stacks Some like Louis, some like Gucci I love money, ya I love solutions And my teenage karat ring, baby girl choosin And I aint hard to please baby come choose me Lounge around, round the town with the top chopped off You can call it lost and found ’cause my top stay down And I ain’t seen a muthafucka since I bought this car I ain’t seen a muthafucka since I bought the car It’s Gucci! Weve evolved from small to tall And shall not stall, been flying too long Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa girl I be sippin on haterade That deep-down getcha paid It tastes like lemonade Scrunch your face when you see me paid I be sippin on haterade That deep-down getcha paid That flavor is lemonade Scrunch your face when you see me paid You know what Im talking about You know what Im talkin bout? Go and lift your glass, go and lift your glass Everybody just lift ya glass, go and lift ya glass Just lift ya glass, go and lift your glass Everybody just lift ya glass, go and lift ya glass

Girl after girl Girl after girl Girls going wild I got girls kissing girls Girl after girl Girl after girl Girls going wild I got girls kissing girls Me her her and her, grab her by her hair Naked girls in here, girls touchin on girls Your lil precious daughter, got her high as hell Make her pop a pill, still let her hit the blunt till She feels like I feel, will not just cost a lil Back round like a hill, these hoes are for real Me her and her friends, they look like they twins She so fuckin fine that I touched her up again Told her next time she can bring her other friend Then I lost her number never seen again The best brain in the world, do her thing with a girl But dont call her yo girl, yo listen I aint with yo girl Poppa, Poppa Bear, Ima need some honey Chew it like a gummy, stupid juicy oozy runny Listen Gucci Mane I got what u need Keisha and Alisha and Tamika got the weed Girls everywhere Gucc go and get the camper White girls too ohh Julie Annie Amber Can I squeeze your boobs, let me see your boobs Aint none of these bitches on my cruising altitude Minaj is the name, its me and Gucci tag team Wrestlemania brain Im stupid uh Im stupid can u teach me how to read Lil mami get to flashin get yo Mardi Gras beads

I done put sticks in my bun So they recognize me when I come Im DMC like run Listen mammi Im the muhfuckin one You dont like me you just like my flow Just booked a show but I might not go Nigga said he didnt have a pole for my ho Damn why a nigga tryna fuck up my dough? When it come to me every light say go They tell me to stop but Im like hell no Now everybody watch my M.O Nicki been hot since you rock shell tops Yessir Ha ha ha ha Gotta laugh at that Bitch give me the ball Im a pass it back Spit nothin but crack got bags of that When it come to rap I master that x2 You can spot me from a mile away Nicki sexy any time of day Word on the street is that Im chinese No lil mama Im just high off haze Dont fuck a dude if a dude dont pay Dont suck a dude if a dude dirty When it come to you gotta look purty Sit up in the booth get your weave curly, hey Sim simma Pass me the keys to my beemer Wish I had a booty like Trina Nigga get your green up Stay in the sky like Nina Flights to Japan, Tiran and Korea x2 I gotta laugh at these bitches These bitches cant be serious!

Okay How you gon tell me Im not the best That came out the West? Um, I mean the East, see Im the president, but I dont live in D.C I rep the NY, FYI, I said I rep the NY, FYI I get them pies to them guys that say, ¡ay, ay, ay! Im the head honcho, get work from papi And dead Pancho, put him in the roncho I mean Range Rov where we let them things go I only fuck with dudes that could let their chain show , Im such a eightys babe Think you can beat me, then youre azy-cray Body bitches, have them pushing up aisies-day Wont you be my DJ, like Lazy K? Im such a psycho, niggas call me Michael Nicki been hot, since you was on your tricycle Bitches, Romans, countrymen You salute the president with your country friend Bitch, you aint writing shit, you get ten percent And you softer than them dudes, with their wrist-es bent Its Nickelodeon I am the president, where my podium? And why these girls salty? Why they sodium? Is it because my flow slicker than petroleum? See, Im that yellow bus girl They say Nicki, you the best!, and I tell them Uh, dur! You tell me what I know, I guess I must concur Im the reason why these bitches yelling, Fuck her! Cause everybody hate when youre great and youre caking And when I say caking, I aint talking bout baking But they gon get it all wrong Fucking with them fake thugs and them fake Don Juans Say he got workers like the kids in Hong Kong But he aint getting chips unless you count them Bon Tons Tell that nigga womp womp Cause you aint getting chips unless you count then Bon Tons How the only chips you got is Bon Ton potato chips? Like, thats what I dont understand, I try to tell these niggas, like, you cant be serious Im Nicki Minaj! Other than that, like, if you cant see Im the best I mean really, you know, these bitches so washed up Im walking around with them dryer sheets Like, you know, the sheets you throw in the dryer Yeah, Im walking around with them sheets now Cause, like, when I see these washed up ass bitches Im just throwing them on bitches like, real talk, like Im just throwing them on bitches like Bitch, hit the dryer, you washed! Dirty Money

You know they say Nicki spit crazy, get it poppin - Like, M eighties , or twin tre eighties Young Money First Lady,ya know, baby girl - Of the group, Im also known as baby girl, in the coupe Never get me confused, as Baby girl in the hoop Cause, Nicki stay fly, like that Cash Money dude Im stuntin on these hoes, like Marilyn Monroe I got a S curl flow, I spit slick, ya know? And I dont just spit raps, and chit chat Nicki could get it in, Nicki could spit gats Ya girl got hustle, Nicki could pitch crack But, Nicki rather chill, and stack a mil While these hoes, stay in hoods like rats for real My voice stay on tha track, like a Mac for real Riding the baseline like, Quille ONeal Gassed ya baby father, for the keys to the Escalade Not a baby momma, but Im drama like, Kay Slate What can I say? Thats how ya girl do Ya girl stay fresh down, to tha cuticles My people smoke dutches, we dont fluck with bamboo Im a winner mami, ya careers a gamble Old ass broad, off track, like bad weaves Nicki stay on her toes, on point, like ballerines Lemme remind you, Im gettin a tan too Ya caramel dream, ya girl from Queens They say Im too pretty, to be spittin sixteens I should be on the screen, posin for Maybelline Or be a Baby Phat girl, kitten on my jean Hood star broad, Black Barbie Doll Pardon me, if the cockiness, botherin yall Im just bein Nicki Minaj, ya know? Girl from around way, without the L Cool J Ma you spit Kool-Aid, I spit acid out Doin this since, you was Reebok, Classic Doubt Now this ho, wanna get at Nic, why? Cause I bagged her baby daddy, she aint seen him since Nic so gutter, lil white tee, need some Air Max on Some Dolce and Gabbana, pretty panties on Like, wait til the summer catch me, up in the hummer On my way to 555 front, run with the Rucker And every baller wanna never, give out my number Only that email, Cherry-thong.com, - Holla! Name a girl, as real as her No, not them! Whos your best emcee? Nic, Fox, and Kim, cant forget Rem Nic up in the Porsche Box, or the Benz

Goddamn I, I woke, woke, I woke up like Dum-da-de-da Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, ah Its that Yoncé, that Yoncé In that lingerie and that chardonnay Scoring touchdowns on your runway Im Texas forever, like Bun B And Im Rambo-ing these hoes Im really rit like Donjae Im camo-ing these hoes These thots cant clock me nowadays You wish I was your pound cake Boy, you know I look good as fuck Wish I was your baby mama You can come around and give me good karma But no, we escalating, up in this bitch, like elevators Course sometimes shit go down When its a billion dollars on the elevator Mama taught me good home training Daddy taught me gotta love my haters Sister taught me how to speak my mind My man make me feel so God damn fine Im flawless Of course sometimes shit go down When its a billion dollars on the... You wake up , post up Ridin round in it , flossin on that These diamonds , my diamonds This rock , my Roc , sing I woke up like this, I woke up like this We flawless, ladies, tell em I woke up like this, I woke up like this We flawless, twins, tell em Say I look so good tonight Goddamn, goddamn Say I look so good tonight Goddamn, goddamn, goddamn How yall feeling? Coachella, how did you wake up this morning? Ha, woke up and niggas lookin like me Woke up to niggas talkin like me Alright, I want yall to repeat after me Im feelin myself, sing it Im feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Im feelin my, feelin my Feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Im feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Im feelin my, feeling my Feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Feelin myself, Im feelin myself Changed the game with that digital drop Know where you are when that digital pop I stop the world Male or female, it make no difference I stop the world, world, stop

Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a Remix, this the remix Kingston, Jamaica The Bronx Miami-Dade County DC, The Kranes Lights up the fire, you know we get higher Rolling up loud, real niggas moving quiet Like it then I buy it, you donkeys on a diet Bringing all my jewels, how you know I start a riot Riding with the bliquor, messing up her make up You blowing up her phone, she aint trying to pick up Drinking out the bottle, Im leaning with a model I throw a hundred racks up, you think I hit the lotto Riding with the wolves, I aint talkin Minnesota Shorty coming over, go and bend it over Let me plank on it, put a drink on it Heard you a freak , put my name on it Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a This girl tell me, say she horny She wan give it to me out the door Sure, this girl ah really know me Me back her up then make her tip on her toes Uh, Maybach Music, uh Big belly rude boy, million-dollar hustler Pull up in that Beamer, all the ladies wan fuck him Everyting me have for take, no nigga fiake Showered them posse Vivian Blake Dont make me pull up at your house in a Taxi Them pussy rats like a bunch of whores Sellin work, and my niggas taxin And they never make me pay for no hoes, no Murder for coke, rev, rev Murder for coke Murder for coke, rev, rev Murder for coke Big bills, big breasts in a bikini Talkin DC, LA, get a martini Talkin J-A, V-I, straight Trinny True yall, Double M, we gon ride Biggest of the boss, say Haile Selassie I Haile Selassie I! Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a This girl tell me, say she horny She wan give it to me out the door Sure, this girl ah really know me Me back her up then make her tip on her toes Yo Telly for the bitches, all ready for the bitches Six whips, paper planes, I aint never do the dishes, ahh So provocative, aint nobody stopping him Shout-out to Toronto where I know a couple Habeshas Rude boy, flexin, Double M necklace You be on my line, I be on to the next one A yah suh nice, a yah suh nice Green and white flags, fire lanes, I be runnin twice No facade, my pockets thick as Nicki Minaj I poured Ciroc and I mixed it with the Im gone My model bitch decent, I bought a couple pieces She still suck her teeth, I be saying Givenchy wrong Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a Freaks some gyal a freaks a di week some gyal a This girl tell me, say she horny She wan give it to me out the door Sure, this girl ah really know me Me back her up then make her tip on her toes I dont even say playboy, I say play nigga And what the fuck you talking about with them fake figures? I come through like, I mean, no, Nicki! I came through Southside Jamaica Queens, bitch And everybody know you on my dick, huh Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha, Montana

Ooh, yeah, yeah Oh Hey, yeah Oh Hey Look, babe boy, you must got Nicki twisted I woulda left before, but you insisted Said that I was your all and I believed you Thats why it hurts to the core, I gotta leave you How could you love me and humiliate me? You aint my man, dont affiliate me With all your plans cause you really made me A little bitch, when that really aint me Mondays was the fun days From the slum to the runway, runs in the Hyundai Niggas didnt have your money? It was gun play Used to tell me to listen to what a thug say At night, I would sleep on you And I guess I did sleep on you Cause when they said it, I said, Creep on who? No, not my boo, aint what he gon do Oh, now you wanna be with me But you cant be with me Boy, leave me alone You know you did me wrong So I gotta letcha go If you wanted me in your life Then you shoulda treated me right Boy, leave me alone You know you did me wrong So I gotta letcha go Why you sayin you aint feel her? You was in the villa She was in the white chinchilla You was sippin on a Miller My bitch Pam had the hidden cam like Killa Funny how you win some, you lose some Never worry where your income would come from Cause no matter where you was, I held you down Up north to uptown, so how you sound? Now you all up in my face, bout, You make mistakes If Idve known you was fake, Idve laced your steak Strychnine, one time, in your Welchs Grape Quit lying, why you lying? I watched the tape, nigga Now get up out my dressing room Give me some effin room Go get your mind right, and take it as a lesson learned Just like Usher, nigga, you gon have to let it burn To the left and I aint talkin about Jigga girl Oh, now you wanna be with me But you cant be with me Boy, leave me alone You know you did me wrong So I gotta letcha go If you wanted me in your life Then you shoulda treated me right Boy, leave me alone You know you did me wrong So I gotta letcha go Yeah, yeah I gotta letcha go Ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah, oh

Trina, Nicki Minaj, lets get it Young Money Mi have a watch, me have a chain Mi have a whole heap a money in the bank Mi just want him fi him dang a lang Mi have a car, big house And when me done me, haffi kick him ass out Mi just want him fi him dang a lang I just want him for his hood, cause he do it good The way he make me scream when he give me that thang Throw my face in the pillow now, hey Call him when I wanna fuck, say he give me luck When he throw me that pipe I just pack them stacks up Throw ma face in the pillow now, hey Dang so damn hood, dang a lang so good Like a foot long sub eat it all if you could Stomach like a surfboard, six pack of wood Thats all a girl like, I need to feel good Already got a car, big house When Im done Ima kick his ass out I just want him for his dang a lang, hey Just want him for his dang a lang, hey Mi have a watch, mi have a chain Mi have a whole heap a money in da bank Mi just want him fi him dang a lang Mi just want him fi him dang a lang Mi have a car, big house And when mi done mi haffi kick him ass out Mi just want him fi him dang a lang Mi just want him fi him dang a lang Cause dang a lang so pretty, bout 12 inches So I let him meet kitty, now they best friends I am made good and plenty All I want to do is feel that dang a lang in me make him drive like a hemi Till it smoke like a chimney Real hard in me I make him slim jimmy, better on the remy I know the neighbours hear me They probly standing ear to wall, I wonder, do they hear me? Excuse me, can I see your dang-a-lang, brother? I mean, you know, juggle your balls like the Ringling Brothers Im the Harajuku Barbie, I aint trippin on your change I mean, look, I got the sports package on my Range I just dip in the pink for the pink effect D-D-D-Diamonds on my neck for the link effect And I was wondering if I could lip-sync on that You know my name ring , ring Tinkerbells W-W-W-Watch Chain They be on the rain I be on the move, they be reaching but they can’t catch I be with the baddest bitch on the island stylin Black Miley Cyrus, sayin hi to pirates I be singing them ballads when he tossing my salad When I pet my parrot, all you see is colorful carrots I be singing them ballads when he tossing my salad When I pet my parrot, all you see is colorful carrots Mi have a watch, mi have a chain Mi have a whole heap a money in da bank Mi just want him fi him dang a lang Mi just want him fi him dang a lang Mi have a car, big house And when mi done mi haffi kick him ass out Mi just want him fi him dang a lang Mi just want him fi him dang a lang Mi have a yacht, mi have a plane Mi have a whole heap a money in mi name Mi just want him fi him dang a lang Mi only want him fi him dang a lang Mi have many cars, many house Bwoy chat to mi hard, mi kick him ass out Mi only want him fi him dang a lang Mi just want him fi him dang a lang I mean you know, you know You gotta warn them before you bring Bring them to a bad bitch convention Trina Like you cant just do this You cant just, pop up and have a whole bunch of bad bitches with you And you know, we stylin on these, like cmon, you know how I mean? Yeah, Trina, Nicki Minaj, lets get it Mi have a watch, mi have a chain Mi have a whole heap a money in da bank Mi just want him fi him dang a lang Mi just want him fi him dang a lang Mi have a car, big house When mi done mi haffi kick him ass out Mi just want him fi him dang a lang Mi just want him fi him dang a lang

Just when they thought I was done for the summer Came out the cupboard, show my ass like a plumber I aint Chinese, but youre worth two dolla Tee get the bleach, Im a show my true ca-la Tell a nigga holla in the peach Impala Only if he give good brain like a scholar A-la, a-la, a-la eyy! Knock your top off like a holiday Dang, little mama, I should be in your pot Cause everywhere I go they saying Nicki youre hot I catch more eyes than the letter with the dot Super-size fries, my pies better be hot She got it twisted like a cock-eyed bitch Thats why I be in Mr.Chows, you a Popeyes bitch You the type to get some money, go spend it on some boots Save just enough for some douche for your cooch It aint about money, you aint speakin my lang Cuttin any bitch off if she enter my lane And it really aint a thang, when I bang, I bang And my goons swing by like orangutans Fuck wrong with you? I am the Don-dada I show you how to do it, like Im your mo-mother You cant beat me, so dont do-dont bother You soft like butter,and no, I dont stutter You Romeo and Im Master P Thats why they mention me first, then you after me Im the up and comin that the streets talk about The twenty-two slugga, make a bitch walk it out Nicki get it poppin like I came unannounced Stay with a goon and my goon dumbin out So, first thing first, Im the queen of the crew I could cook crack or cook a mean beef stew Beef stew, beef stew, whatcha gonna do? I could cook crack, or cook a mean beef stew Beef stew, beef stew, whatcha gonna do? I could cook crack or cook a mean beef stew I am the president, I am the president Dirty Money Queens, New York is in the motherfuckin building, building, building Building, building, building, building, building, haha You gotta love me, mayne Gravy what up? Get your fat ass in the booth, nigga

I smell ya, nigga, you a failure You pussy to me, hell ya I think you a failure, you rookie to me See a pussy nigga slap a pussy nigga, pussy nigga See a pussy nigga slap a pussy nigga, pussy nigga I smell ya, nigga, you a failure You pussy to me, hell ya I think you a failure, you rookie to me See a pussy nigga slap a pussy nigga, pussy nigga See a pussy nigga slap a pussy nigga, pussy nigga See Im the boss of bosses so please proceed with caution Jewelry cost a fortune, my financial consultants My 9 oclock appointment, smokin in ma office Sippin on a latte, the speaker phone Im talkin Five thousand dollar jeans a quarter brick is balkin Chicken for a feature, but we feel that its a bargin The bezzle on my Bentley, wash it off just like a biscuit Gucci Mane you pussies better bring security Pitty you dont pitty me boy go join a sorority So Icey the minority, its Gucci the priority ??? Pounds of weed and ecstasy, my jewelry ??? is prejudice Gucci Mane, So Icey boy, shinin like a lighting bolt Light bulb chandelier, lunar sun solar exclipes Gucci man the blizzard, pussy wetter take a load of him Pussy nigga, see a pussy nigga, slap a pussy nigga Youre pussier than my lollipop picture I be up top pussy poppin on the Gixter Pop ya kickstand, little mama, Im the Nicster Ill pop you then Ill pop your little sister Youre pussier than a strip club dancer Maybe Wayne shoulda called you the pussy monster Pussy goin bonkers, fuck is my bouncers Niggas payin bucks to see my pussy at my concert Pussy dis, pussy dat, pussy thick, pussy fat Break me off a piece a dat, pussy-kit, pussy-kat I smell pussy, get a pussy-tic pussy-tac Wait, matter fact you are running from a pussy rat See a pussy, slap a pussy and tell em thats the pussy My pussy from another planet got that NASA pussy Im Minaj, thats Gucci, thats Wayne Yeah, you coochie, stop playin

Love in a thousand different flavors I wish that I could taste them all tonight No, I aint got no dinner plans So you should bring all your friends I swear that a-all yall my type Baby, I just wanna thank your momma For giving you that thing that dutty wine I tried to be a gentleman, but all this liquor going to my head Got me thinking all yall are mine All you girls in here, if youre feeling thirsty Come on take a sip cause you know what Im servin, ooh Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya Swalla-la-la Swalla-la-la Swalla-la-la Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya Swalla-la-la Swalla-la-la Freaky, freaky girl Freaky, freaky girl Ayo, bad gyal no swalla nuttin, word to the Dalai Lama He know Im a fashion killa, word to John Galliano He copping that Valentino, aint no telling me no Im that bitch, and he knows How yall wifing these hoes? You no get wins for that Im having another good year, we dont get blimps for that Pussy game still cold, we dont get minks for that And when Im poppin them bananas, we dont link chimps for that I gave these bitches two years, now your times up Bless her heart, she throwing shots but every line sucks Im in that cherry red foreign with the brown guts My shit slappin like dude did LeBron nuts All you girls in here, if youre feeling thirsty Come on take a sip cause you know what Im servin, ooh, yeah Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya Swalla-la-la Swalla-la-la Swalla-la-la Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya Swalla-la-la Swalla-la-la Freaky, Shimmy shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yah Bad girl do anything for a young Bust down on my wrist, yes Told her Look me in the eyes when I hit that shit She said Boy, if you a freak, well then prove it, then And it if did were maneuvering I forbid, I go some hours You aint no freak if you dont swalla All you girls in here, if youre feeling thirsty Come on take a sip cause you know what Im servin So tell me how it taste, babe Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya Swalla-la-la Swalla-la-la Swalla-la-la Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya Swalla-la-la Swalla-la-la Oh, my freaky freaky girl You know I love my, freaky freaky girl Yeah, yeah, what you doin to be babe? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You playin with ice, you like the body You like that Kama Sutra

Chea, Nicki Minaj Dirty Money, Young Money Yo, why the fuck these little bitches always talking shit about what they did and...? I dont give a fuck, bitch! Nicki Lewinsky Look When you was on stage with your brain on drugs Nick-Nack, Carry Crack, what my nickname was And when you was in the hood with bottles of OE I was OT, looking real low-key I do a striptease if the cops stop me A pair of Guess jeans and some beef and broccoli I was at the Rucker, I was sippin on a Smuckers I was rockin hats that was made for the truckers Thats when I hopped out the pink on pink Hate it when a bitch act like her shit dont stink See you was drippin wet, you was jumpin in the crowd I was in a jet, I was swervin through a cloud You know, Imma put them bitches in a time machine and, and, and, and... send em back to the past and shit Bitches always talking bout shit they did and all that Bitch, get in a time machine! Time machine bitches always talkin about the old days When they was hot, when they was tourin with the OJs I tell a bitch this: Im not impressed, bitch Im Nicki M, trick, Im always on the guest list Im on my way to Rikers Island with a couple hard Im on a bike, nine-five-four double R And they dont write shit, they might write a couple bars Thats why they getting drop-dropped, like a couple cars NY to NO Late Night shows, like Letterman and Leno End, where you cut it, home-slice, your gar-bage White boys tell me that I rock, like guitars See, see, you see Anna Mae? Im about to slap yall bitches round and call yall Anna Mae Like, that, thats what yall gon get in a minute, real talk, like Cause, you know, this is 08 now, like So, anything you talk about, like, it gotta be, it gotta be, at least, within a two-year radius type shit, like I dont care what happened 50 years ago, like You know, you know, you know, call-- all bets are off, bitches You know, game just begun

We like them boys, with them rubber band-bands He move weight, keep a couple gram-grams So where your money? Put it in your hand-hands Now make it flip, make it do a handstand Do a handstand, could you do a handstand? Flip that money, make it do a handstand I can make em scream, like a Summer Jam band Where are my bands, where my Rubber Band Mans? Its official, bang your pistols Play your money its funny, I mean it tickles I need a D-boy, I need a president And if youre spending them stacks, I need some evidence Then you can bring out all them cars that they rap about Then Ima let you eat it, like I put the snacks out Dont say you cant, say you can, say you can, can Flip that money, flip it like a handstand Do a handstand, could you do a handstand? Flip that money, make it do a handstand I can make em scream, like a Summer Jam band Where are my bands, where my Rubber Band Mans? Hes a banker by nature Hell call and stick up the debt that you owe and thank ya Hell switch the toys out, never the same route But niggas acting like they aint about to pay out Taking me out just to ask how my day went Tryna show me Im his number one investment He know what I like, stay on your job type Ill pop if you can pop like you got rubber bands, we like We like them boys, with them rubber band-bands He move weight, keep a couple gram-grams So where your money? Put it in your hand-hands Now make it flip, make it do a handstand Do a handstand, could you do a handstand? Flip that money, make it do a handstand I can make em scream, like a Summer Jam band Where are my bands, where my Rubber Band Mans? Cause we like bad boys and bad cars Them hood rich, dope boys and trap stars Cause we like bad boys and bad cars Them hood rich, dope boys and trap stars See Im a rubber lover, so wrap it and Ill hug ya Then we can stick together like them dollars out the printer Bad boys I catch, call me undercover Street grindin, cold-cut motherf-- He flip like handstands, he cookin them ten grams Give him the grand slam in back of the phan-dam I mean the Phantom, I cant stand bums Somethin bout his money make a nigga handsome Cuff, cuff, throw ya badge on me Guaranteed, you cant puff, puff, pass on me We can crush, crush, you can spend your stash on me Cause I know, you want to smash, like a crash dummy, cyeah Do a handstand, could you do a handstand? Flip that money, make it do a handstand I can make em scream, like a Summer Jam band Where are my bands, where my Rubber Band Mans? Do a handstand, could you do a handstand? Flip that money, make it do a handstand I can make em scream, like a Summer Jam band Where are my bands, where my Rubber Band Mans?

First, Im that bitch, Ima only say it one time I body all of these bitches with just one rhyme Chew em up, spit em out, like its gum time Chinese bangs, ponytail in a bun time Fat ass and my titties stay perky Bad ass, but Im still a little quirky Americans Express in my Birky If he gotta real big D he can hurt me Real rap, we dont fuck with facades Came from nothing, but I beat the odds Pretty Queen Tingz with young Nick Minaj Queen RuPaul, Carson, Miss Visage

Six sides, that’s a hexagon I’m the big homie, Megatron These girls can’t see me like the Yeti All these girls gassed like Getty, I am Ms. Petty And it’s going down, basement I be like, Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, Edible Arrangement

Yo Cassie, you a bad bitch Imma call you Lassie Just left the tour, last day, Tallahassee Dont mind me, even with a GPS you couldnt find me Lookin at this boy Imma call him McDreamy I was wonderin if he got a good Dick Cheney Got a Lamborghini so the doors go high In a button down Chris Brown bow tie! Im a bad bad woman But you already know Im hard to handle, baby I need an animal You cant understand it Im so stupid with it Boy, I fuck you silly, eh Were out of control I put it down for sure On the bar or on the floor So what you waiting for You cant understand it Im so stupid with it Boy, I fuck you silly, eh You cant even stand it Im a superwoman Boy, I fuck you silly, eh You dont wanna give it away You dont wanna give it away So hey bad cowboy I need a lil love And Im a ride or die So baby giddy up You cant understand it Im so stupid with it Boy, I fuck you silly, eh I make a lot of noise Ill wake the neighbors up I get it popping, daddy Cos I dont give a what? You cant understand it Im so stupid with it Boy, I fuck you silly, eh You cant even stand it Im a superwoman Boy, I fuck you silly, eh You dont wanna give it away You dont wanna give it away Oh were in a position, too explicit Im so bad, the best you ever had Come try me baby, and you can come and get it Im sure to make a splash If you can handle that, handle that, oh Cause I dont wanna get this party popping without you, babe Without you, babe Ill let you grab me by the hair And I dont even care who hears me scream and shout Uh-huh... hmm! Hmm! Is that my cue? Im looking 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 Thought he was a queen, I dr-dr-dr-dragged him Dodged to the room and whipped out the Magnum Slim, trim, also light skin, now, P-P-Peter, put the pipe in Yes sir, I am that bitch, fuck you silly like the rabbit Giddy up, giddy up; now wake Diddy up, Diddy up, Diddy up! Young Money Nicki, Bad Boy Cassie You wanna ménage? Now lets get nasty

Ayo, ayo Corey, listen man... If theres one thing I cant stand its, you know, these nondescripts Acting like they dont know who the hell I am You know what I mean? So thats why I gotta run down, nigga You know, Im Nicki Minaj, Nicki Lewinsky, the black Hannah Montana When I do it, it get done You must not know who I am I dont get the spot till 2 IM Dont be mad, lil mama, cause you not in Everybody wanna roll with the crew Im in Look, they wanna know why Im posted at the bar I tell them Im just signing posters at the bar But really, I dont know why Im posted at the bar Ya bitches act up I got the toaster by the bar I get cake cause I always got a hustle I prompt weight and I aint talkin bout my muscle Club everyday, but that ho aint me Cause I be home with the scale like Do-Re-Mi I mean I walk like Onami, I mean Naomi I keep the thing on me And you know it aint a bitch thats got a thing on me, no Thats why he wanna go and put a ring on me He be like, Oh, God! Girl, you bad He be like, Oh, God! Girl, you bad I be like, A million here, a million there there A million in the air, I mean in the lair-lair You must not know who I be On my way to Tai-Chi off the L.I.E Dont be mad cause you not a ninja like me Think she badder than Nicki, thats a L-I-E Bitches know Im half gone, I got my ski mask on You bitches is too busy getting T-bagged on When I do it, it get done, two sticks in my bun Pull up in the 6 hun, they be fixin the run Corset, Louis Vuitton; it be cuppin my boobs I just left petite Vuitton, let me buckle my shoes Wait, hold on, little daddy, let me fix my suit I got that presidential cooch; when he see it he salute I am the mistress, stay with a rasta If you get at him, Ill turn your brain into pasta On em spaceships, yup we came in with NASA Even out in Mars we the stars, oh my god They be like, Oh, God! Girl, you bad They be like, Oh, God! Girl, you bad We be like, a million here, a million there, there A million in the air, I mean in the lair, lair You must not know who I are Sucka-sucka MCs call me sire Im the ninja; my ad-libs say hi-ya! Konichiwa -- sayonara Listen, I am the girl, the girl they call Nicki I am young Nicki, finicky so picky And I am like Jada, Halle and Kimora No Im not in church but this is Christian Dior-ah Im not impressed, Im not impressed with you Imma need a lot of cheese and some mustard too Cause I get more green then the vegetable They say Im rude, Yeah Im rude like huxtable I mean Rudy, Im tutti-frutti And I got some good cookies so they blew it and took it Im so Marylin Monroe When the wind blow Im Marylin Monroe They be like, Oh, God! Girl, you bad They be like, Oh, God! Girl, you bad We be like, A million here, a million there there A milli in the air, I mean in the lair lair

Wanna take it slow, but you know I had time out Yeah Coffee and herb Co-coffee and herb Coffee and herb Tap, tap that herb And you can turn your cap backwards Bust a U-ie on the turf Last seen flying through the burbs Getting paid like the first She wanna see the hundreds scatter Whats cool is cool to you If you can turn your cap backwards Hey, taking it slow, never taking a time out No destination, been moving all around Hey, God-God damn, God damn, hot damn How you gon say need me, said you didnt need a man? And lady what you got going on? Come on, is that the roof falling like a song? Tap that herb And you can turn your cap backwards Bust a U-ie on the turf Last seen flying through the burbs Getting paid like the first She wanna see the hundreds scatter Whats cool is cool to you If you can turn your cap backwards Hey, we can link up but you cant be at the hideout I love a bad bitch with me when I slide out And baby we aint sipping Tanqueray And it might be the alcohol talking, but I like the way he sound Couldnt read his lips, but I know what he bout Ima sit down when that dick is sticking out Had to stop fuckin with him, cause he knew my clout Tap that herb And you can turn your cap backwards Bust a U-ie on the turf Last seen flying through the burbs Getting paid like the first She wanna see the hundreds scatter Whats cool is cool to you If you can turn your cap backwards Ayo, I been bad, Affleck When Im on the track, it get abstract Got you bitches looking like a flash back When I bust shots, duck, thots, thats that Itty bitty bitty back, hit the act, hit the act If he play the cards right, Pitty Pat, kitty cat If he aint about the bag, G-E-T rid of that Why your new bitches wanna be your ex? Riddle me that, uh Its Chun-Li and Swae Lee for the win-win Tell that bird that the queen she offendin Pretty soon them knees gon be bendin Got a pendant, sweet little indent Show me where the money at, yo, where the money at? Hurry up and hit me back, but I get funny back Now everybody can guess who was playing Freddys Still cakin your Little Debby, already confetti ready, yeah Copped some As, now they stoned When the plug hit his phone With the cap backwards Bust a U-ie in them burbs Its a his and hers and its all that matters Update a nigga status Now you fucking with the baddest Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Now you fucking with the baddest Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Now you fucking with the baddest Tap that herb And you can turn your cap backwards Bust a U-ie on the turf Last seen flying through the burbs Getting paid like the first She wanna see the hundreds scatter Whats cool is cool to you If you can turn your cap backwards

Lemme tell a lil story, about this dude I knew, he said - Used to go to school out in L.I.U, he said - Hed make me a bet, hed own his own jet, and hed Show me the city,from a birds eye view, said he - Came from Jamaica, he had a lil paper He owned a couple acres, and then I caught the vapors Thats how we got together, on the bike - Late night, Kawasaki leathers He used to - Wine and dine me,dom and sex and we be - Arm and armor, Mani dress and see I aint need A leprechaun, or four leaf clover, I just - Woke up one morning,and he copped the Rover, see? - I knew about them girls, he had back then, but - I was getting money, I aint care bout them, cause - They was getting Gs, I had Ms, I used to - Split my dividends, with all my friends, cause - I was in the lounge, they was in the Greyhound, like - In and out of town,moving coke by the pound, like Guess it didnt sound right, cause them bitches was mad - Started plotting, trying to get what I had, see - My homegirl Teisha, said that Keisha with the - Real black lips, used to smoke that reefer, some - Bitch, named Dawn, used to fuck LaiQwan and Alicia with the chinky eyes, used to be with freaky Ty Lived across the street, from this nigga named Tiki Diamond Yeah, chicken noodle bitches, like a pack of Ramen They had it out for me, kidnapped my brother At the rucker, cause he used to put it down for me Oh my God, they caught Brandon, I got his picture in the mail He was rocking a Vanson, the note said Bitch, we got surveillance on the mansion and we gonna need thirty million for the ransom To be continued...

Where my straight jacket at? I’m a psycho Where that white blow? Why they copy my flow? If it’s not Young Money, it’s a typo There them lights go, we don’t talk to Five-O We don’t t-t-talk, talk to Five-O There them lights go, we don’t talk to Five-O If it’s not Young Money, it’s a typo There them lights go, we don’t talk to Five-O Mister officer, mister officer I’m sorry I don’t wanna take a walk with ya Matter of fact, I ain’t tryna talk to ya We ain’t got no business, so fuck we talking for? There ain’t no need to bring me in for no interrogation Cause about that boy who just got shot, I got no information These broke ass snitch niggas still gram shaving At the precinct writing statements on which trap house is the station Not I, tattle-telling is for homos Besides, thats the Number 1 Young Money no-no Police, we don’t chat with them We ain’t got no rap for them You in the cop car pointing niggas out from the back of them Back seat informer, your papi shoulda warned ya You even tell PoPo I’m black, then yous a fucking goner Yeah you get high, but I get higher Manyana, I just might go to the halfway house and ask your supervisor Where my straight jacket at? I’m a psycho Where that white blow? Why they copy my flow? If it’s not Young Money, it’s a typo There them lights go, we don’t talk to Five-O We don’t t-t-talk, talk to Five-O There them lights go, we don’t talk to Five-O If it’s not Young Money, it’s a typo There them lights go, we don’t talk to Five-O Yo… 4, 3, 2, cocka-doodle-doo I was out in Africa, Shaka Zulu crew Ho ho ho, red stockings too Coming down the chimney, youre chopped n screwed It’s me, bitches, F you snitches Gimmie the heebie jeebies, so excuse my twitches Excuse me! Lemme get that brewski Niggas know them bitches can’t do it like I dooski I just pull up, chuck the deuce in some blue denim And I just heard you running with the lieutenant I’m the mistress, I be in the District of Columbia Yes, uh huh, Washington Better ask around, cause I’m whats popping-ton I’m who they think about, playing with they pee pee Gotta count sheep, B, cause I’m never sleepy Yes, I’m the chief, you can find me in my teepee, bitches Where my straight jacket at? I’m a psycho Where that white blow? Why they copy my flow? If it’s not Young Money, it’s a typo There them lights go, we don’t talk to Five-O We don’t t-t-talk, talk to Five-O There them lights go, we don’t talk to Five-O If it’s not Young Money, it’s a typo There them lights go, we don’t talk to Five-O Young Money psycho, straitjacket on me Break a nigga jaw if he turn to informant I bring it to your door step, loose lips sink ships nigga So I’ma bring you to the bottom of the ocean Uh, church, I hear you preaching like a fucking reverend Shouldve killed you in the first place, no second guessing Couldve killed em with the first and the second weapon DJ Unk em with the hand, I two-step and deck em Then I grab the choppa, blue flame Houston wreck em Kick a snitch head through a goal like David Beckham Make way, respect em, I could AK or tech em Ay, you looking at a gangster in his essence Now, bitch, bow down when a gangster in your presence Cause I’m God’s gift like a present For one, don’t try me I could give you two lessons You peasants get murdered if you do test em Gudda Gudda, biatch! Where my straight jacket at? I’m a psycho Where that white blow? Why they copy my flow? If it’s not Young Money, it’s a typo There them lights go, we don’t talk to Five-O We don’t t-t-talk, talk to Five-O There them lights go, we don’t talk to Five-O If it’s not Young Money, it’s a typo There them lights go, we don’t talk to Five-O

Some people say its folly, but Id rather have the lolly With money, you can make a smash There is nothing quite as wonderful as money, money, money, money There is nothing like a newly minted pound Everyone must hanker for the butchness of a banker Its accountancy that makes the world go round, round, round, round You can keep your Marxist ways, for its only just a phase Money, money, money makes the world go round Monte Carlo, big sharks on my ankles I drape out all my broads, Cartier bangles I go military boys with the angles Gotta upgrade the stars outer space for me Lotta blue cash in a rubber band Mount it up her ass, she in Barbie land Tropicana diamonds, rock em by the tens Im just drinkin Act, Kurt Cobain Money on your dawg and go bust his brains Leave him on the sidewalk like he gettin a tan I grow micro-soft drinkin oxygen Bitch, I been a boss since a god damn kid Hop out on the block with a AK, make him do the cha-cha-cha I rode the Dropbox with your bae and I got my rocks off, woo She sucked the socks off of me and they was Gucci I bent her over in the Bentley Spur and I didnt eat her coochie Im livin life as a pimp Ill put a bitch on your shrimp Im high in the sky like a blimp Ooh, Ill cop a Rolls Royce first attempt Whats the definition of real? Yeah, yeah, yeah When you kneel, yeah, yeah, yeah You just showin you steal, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Monte Carlo, big sharks on my ankles I drape out all my broads, Cartier bangles I go military boys with the angles Gotta upgrade the stars outer space for me Lotta blue cash in a rubber band Mount it up her ass, she in Barbie land Tropicana diamonds, rock em by the tens Im just drinkin Act, Kurt Cobain Fresh to death, Gucci on my tomb My chopper sing, it need autotune Bad bitch in my hotel room Take a perky right before we fuck, then act a fool Sad money, I got blue face diamonds Im at the top and Im gonna keep on climbin I got a gun on my hip, no silence I want these niggas to hear the violence Momma told me, Dont trust nobody Damn, momma, you seen it coming Thats why I dont keep this heat for nothin Try me, then youre gettin one Plus one and a couple more, uh 30 shots when I am all done Right, right? Did I do the math right? Stomp em out, wrath in my Rafs, feel my wrath Monte Carlo, big sharks on my ankles I drape out all my broads, Cartier bangles I go military boys with the angles Gotta upgrade the stars outer space for me Lotta blue cash in a rubber band Mount it up her ass, she in Barbie land Tropicana diamonds, rock em by the tens Im just drinkin Act, Kurt Cobain Money, money, money makes the– Money, money, money makes the– Money, money, money makes the world go round Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money Money

All I wanna do is go out trappin with the shooters Wrist game froze, you should see the way we do it Sexy little bitch she throwin titties out the window You from outta town but you know what we get into All I wanna do is go out trappin with the shooters Wrist so froze you should see how I been movin Shawty said she down enough to flex with all the shooters Shawty, are you down to give the head to all my shooters, oh I came in, I just pulled it off the lot Sailing like a pirate how I came in with the yacht I came up off of trapping off the spot Tell me if you fuckin cause its backups if youre not Im just flexin too hard, woah Threesome, sexy two broads, ooh Every, time I, step out, shit lit I just, walked in, Heisman, your bitch Boydem tryna catch me with the shooters Just know Im down to catch one if you shoot us And no more puttin shooters in the Uber Cause they cant hop back in it when they All I wanna do is go out trappin with the girls They say we bad, I say we some murderers New bae alert, we aint fuckin with the clowns Didnt I just tell em to go turn they goofy down? All I wanna do is go out trappin with the girls They say we bad, I say we some murderers Shawty say he got enough to pay for all my bitches Shawty, is you down to give the head to all my bitches? I came in, I just pulled it off the lot I aint talkin ball, every baller wanna shot I get em rocked like a Pyrex in a pot Tell me if you coppin cause theres backups if you not Im just flexin too hard He think he gettin a Minaj Every time we come out, shit lit I might just go an upgrade his bitch Ima need a driver and a shooter Ima need the G5 to Bermuda If that nigga put you in a Uber He might as well put you on a scooter All I wanna do is go out trappin with the shooters Wrist game froze, you should see the way we do it Sexy little bitch she throwin titties out the window You from outta town but you know what we get into All I wanna do is go out trappin with the shooters Wrist so froze you should see how I been movin Shawty said she down enough to flex with all the shooters Shawty, are you down to give the head to all my shooters, oh I came in, I just pulled up with the slab She dont know her father but lil mama call me dad Go designer shopping, cop it, fucking up the tab Rich as fuck, my chick thick as fuck, I had to brag All these, diamonds, on me Dont it, get you, horny? Its late, but I, cant leave, its lit Rollin, top down, my shit, legit Police tryna catch me with the shooters You not from the ends, you cannot fool us I caught a felony and beat that shit the next week I stack it tall, Lisa Leslie cause All I wanna do is go out trappin with the shooters Wrist game froze, you should see the way we do it Sexy little bitch she throwin titties out the window You from outta town but you know what we get into All I wanna do is go out trappin with the shooters Wrist so froze you should see how I been movin Shawty said she down enough to flex with all the shooters Shawty, are you down to give the head to all my shooters, oh Ooh, ooh, ooh Brr C-Sick

Pink Ferragamo sliders on deck Silly rap beefs just get me more checks My life is a movie, Im never off set Me and my amigos Swish swish, aww I got them upset But my shootersll make em dance like dubstep Swish, swish, aww, my haters is obsessed Cause I make Ms, they get much less Dont be tryna double back I already despise you All that fake love you showin Couldnt even disguise you Ran? When? Nicki gettin tan Mirror mirror whos the fairest bitch in all the land? Damn, man, this bitch is a Stan Muah, muah, the generous queen will kiss a fan Ass goodbye, Ima be riding by Ima tell my ----- Biggz, yeah thats tha guy A stars a star, da ha da ha They never thought the swish god would take it this far Get my pimp cup, this is pimp shit, baby I only rock with Queens, so Im makin hits with Katy

I love you, but I dont think I can love you anymore When I kiss you so good Why would you wanna break up? When this loving is so good Why would you wanna break up? When I hit that so good Why would you wanna break up? When this feeling is so good Why would you wanna break up? Loving you, loving you, loving you When Im, when Im loving you, loving you Why would you wanna break up? Why would you wanna break up? Why would you wanna break up? Now baby girl had dumped me, she no longer wants me Im no longer hired, she said that Ive been fired On to the next one, more fish in the sea Girls are like buses: miss one, next fifteen; one comin Gucci Mane crazy and his ice game stuntin Swag so stupid still the bitch straight dumped me Over, no more smokin doja Baby girl went AWOL, she used to be my soulja Dont I lace you with the Gucci? Dont I deck you in the Louis? Dont I make your earlobe freeze? When I dive, I dive deep? I know I be I know I be I know I be I know I be I know I be I know I be Making you them promises Him breaking your heart again Telling you she wasnt who she was and we arguing But baby I love you Loving you, loving you, loving you When Im, when Im loving you, loving you Why would you wanna break up? Why would you wanna break up? Why would you wanna break up? Loving you, loving you, loving you When Im, when Im loving you, loving you Why would you wanna break up? Why would you wanna break up? Why would you wanna break up? You might be familiar but to me youre a model Everything that I e-eva seen in a model If you leavin baby dont leave me till tomorrow Tonight we gone get a lil typsy You gone get me up Ima take em down Ima change my ways We can work it out Girl I wouldnt be the same if you was wit somebody else Girl it wouldnt be the same if I was wit somebody else I know I made mistakes before Promise you wont get hurt no more I got what you like and you know once you lay down its on Loving you, loving you, loving you When Im, when Im loving you, loving you Why would you wanna break up? Why would you wanna break up? Why would you wanna break up? Loving you, loving you, loving you When Im, when Im loving you, loving you Why would you wanna break up? Why would you wanna break up? Why would you wanna break up? Yep, the Barbie p-p-pushing her Ferrari You was wilding like safaris now you s-s-sorry But Im not listening, not listening, not listenin-ing Cause I b-b-ball, I got gentlemen whistling I got the referee making all kind of calls Cause they be sweating me like NBA player balls Now you crying, nose all stuffy I told you, you was lucky, now Im the bride of Chucky Nicki! Loving you, loving you, loving you When Im, when Im loving you, loving you Why would you wanna break up? Why would you wanna break up? Why would you wanna break up? Loving you, loving you, loving you When Im, when Im loving you, loving you Why would you wanna break up? Why would you wanna break up? Why would you wanna break up? Im back baby

1. I hate getting my nails done 2. I can spend hours glued to Investigation Discovery. Its my favorite network 3. I think Martin Lawrence is a genius 4. Im obsessed with Rice Krispies Treats 5. For one month straight, I watched The Devil Wears Prada until I fell asleep every night 6. I enjoy doing laundry 7. Im a homebody 8. Ive had the same group of girlfriends for as long as I can remember 9. Im always cold 10. Some of my favorite labels are Giuseppe Zanotti, Roberto Cavalli, Chanel and Versace 11. My pet peeve is when people spend lots of money just to impress others 12. My father taught me how to make curry chicken 13. Im the best cook on the planet 14. Im now listening to beats for my third album 15. My brothers are my world 16. I cant stand going to meetings or talking on the phone 17. I also hate texting and having to return emails 18. I collect paintings of Marilyn Monroe 19. Ive always loved acting 20. My first movie, The Other Woman comes out next year 21. I just may have a song on the soundtrack 22. My go-to snack is strawberry-banana yogurt 23. I bought some really sexy lingerie the other day 24. My fans inspire me 25. I plan to write a book about my life — someday!

You know, a lot of people ask me why I feel that, you know, Ive gotten a lot of notoriety so quickly. And I don’t know, people seem to be under the impression that I’ve made it to this point fast And, you know, obviously for me, I don’t feel like that. Cause its me, you know? I feel like I’ve been doing it for ten billion years But every time someone says something like that to me. I remember to just thank God for you know getting me this far. Cause sometimes you don’t realize how far you’ve gotten Until you look around and look at the people who are still trailing so far behind you. And I know that no matter what, in the end, its not gonna be about my talent, you know? Its not gonna be about connections. It’s not gonna be about my looks. Its gonna be about who wants it the most. And I want it the most

I really thought we couldve worked it out Even gave us the benefit of doubt But we couldnt stop playing around Didnt understand, but I do now Sometimes I wish that we could get it back Because everyone deserves a second chance But we can never go back like that Its a shame how our good thing turned so bad Too bad, baby So sad Look at all that we couldve had Just too bad Thats how you feelin, huh? Caught in your feelings, huh? Im like the late great Aaliyah, one in a million ma I was dealing ma, introduced you to dealing ma You aint even know a fan could go up on the ceiling ma But that was yesterday Them games I never play Money, cars, clothes, hos, all up on my resume You needed eighty bucks, you would call your baby up I been about Cash Money, Ima call Baby up Or the the homie Slim, Mack and Weezy too I spit fish grease, easy, I get greezy too You my favorite book, I love reading you But come through, true woo, is what you need to do Ayo Cam, I’m the baddest bitch You was actin mad happy when you bagged this bitch You was tellin my mother you loved me all the time Pink Range you was pushing, that was sort of mine Late night, New York, fried chicken spots and all 125th at Lennox outside the mall Now you running round frontin like you paid in full My nigga, you aint Rico, this aint Paid in Full! Okay, I mean I love you, Im frontin, the feelings mutual But you aint getting me back, man, you delusional! I shoulda been left ya ass, huh? Oh, that chicken head you fuckin with? Ask her!

This one goes out to you Yeah You know who you are Look I guess Im wrong for thinking that I could trust you For never holding all of that sh- against you But now Im strapped with my .45 special Im so special, so special, so special Nigga, you softer than a homosexual And I am so extraterrestrial So you can keep my things, theres nothing you can bring And you can have my ring, you can add it to your bling Cause Im okay and Im still a G Pray for my enemies, my names still Nicki In time youll change, but time dont freeze You better leave before you get wetter than Pisces

Th-th-th-this is the remix Jason Derulo And Nicki Minaj Yeah, everybody looking for love Aint that the reason youre at this club? Oh You aint gon find it dancing with him, no Ive got a better solution for you, girl, oh Just leave with me now, say the word and well go Ill be your teacher, Ill show you the ropes Youll see the side of love youve never known I can see it going down, going down In my head, I see you all over me In my head, you fulfill my fantasy In my head, youll be screaming loud In my head, its going down In my head, its going down In my head, yeah Th-th-th-this is the remix In my head, oh, yeah, cmon Nicki Minaj, Young Money Astronomical Animated, so comical His fantasy takes us to Monaco A-A-A-All up in his head like a follicle Haha, bite me Your money short, five feet Put me in the ward, psyche Smash more clubs than Tiger Woods wifey Uh, I am the bitch Wash them dishes and feed me grits Hit up J.R. and tell him to call Jason Do a pop song and stack my Caucasians Kyuh, now lets head to Beijing Kiss kiss cause Im in a part of his daydream There I go, go There I go-o-o-o In my head, I see you all over me In my head, you fulfill my fantasy In my head, youll be screaming loud In my head, its going down In my head, its going down In my head Break it down , cmon on, lets go Youre singing to me, baby, in my head right now , cmon, yeah Shell be screaming out when it all goes down Just leave with me now, say the word and well go Ill be your teacher, Ill show you the ropes Youll see the side of love youve never known I can see it going down, going down In my head, I see you all over me In my head, you fulfill my fantasy In my head, youll be screaming loud In my head, its going down In my head, its going down In my head, I see you all over me In my head, you fulfill my fantasy In my head, youll be screaming loud In my head, its going down In my head, its going down Its going down in my head

Yeah, uh-huh David Banner on the beat, bitch Hahaha Young Money, Streets Im a east sider rider, whoa kimosabe Bitches get to stepping like Cole, Gina, Tommy Pussy is a weapon and my hoes think Im Simon And Simon say go and get my motherfucking money Young Moolah bitch, tell them hoes, take their clothes off And I dont hunt birds but Ill shoot you in your mohawk Yeah, flow nasty like coleslaw Call me Mr. No Flaw Yeah, I sip drank and pop pills til I dose off Wake up, grab the mic then I goes off Too G for office, boss of all bosses Crucify rappers, nail niggas to the crosses Im fresh out the slaughterhouse, blood on my apron We Louisianimals, watch me let the gators in Im going on my paper run, a week at the Days Inn Icing on my fingertips, I be getting cake in I—I be getting cake then Watching for the rats and trying not to get snakebit Its that pointing-at-your-face shit And if you scared, you better go and see Mase, bitch David Banner on the beat, ho And I beat the beat up like Deebo I—I—I got the game on TiVo So I guess you can say: The Streets Is Watchin I dont promise much but I promise you that itll flow boy Name Jake but you can call me Millz-bury Dough Boy Silence on the nine but the chopper make more noise But if the bitch scream, Ima pop her, no noise Bank account type solid, truck nice and brolic The rims sticking out like the shoulders on Dwight Howard You niggas aint Gs, youre gents and quite coward But Ill put you higher than flight pilots I am petrifying, the metal turn to lightning Burn through your clothes like an iron I am no American Idol, no Simon Cowell Wack niggas throw in the towel Im getting money with the rap, pay me by the vowel Im hungry like a pack of wolves so I just howl, holla Cash rules everything around me So Ima get the money, dollar, dollar bills and them hundreds I—I be getting cake then Watching for the rats and trying not to get snakebit Its that pointing-at-your-face shit And if you scared, you better go and see Mase, bitch David Banner on the beat, ho And I beat the beat up like Deebo I—I—I got the game on TiVo... Ugh, yo, yo yo Im a bad, what—bout to get a mani-ped Im the big bad wolf and your granny dead Even though Im in Mexico I rep New York like Plaxico Look, switch my name, now Im celebrating Hanukkah Lewinsky, bitches, Young Money Monica I been hot since Hedgehog—Sonic The So could you pass me the keys to the Ton-i-ka? I mean Tonka—thats the truck bitches Fuck you and fuck all of you fuck bitches Matter-fact, put some sprinkles on my cupcakes And get ready to put your dimples in this duct tape I—I be getting cake then Watching for the rats and trying not to get snakebit Its that pointing-at-your-face shit And if you scared, you better go and see Mase, bitch David Banner on the beat, ho And I beat the beat up like Deebo I—I—I got the game on TiVo So—So I guess you can say: The Streets Is Watchin

Young Big Mike, Dirty Money And the new problem in the game She go by the name of Nicki Minaj As Ms. Minaj if you nasty This shit right here Is the motherfuckin Mixtape Playtime is Over Find you one, I dont co-sign no bullshit No more talk, lets get it poppin! Phone Rings Yes Sir! Young Big Mike Nicki Minaj! Lets get into another brand new joint This shit right here is called 1-900 Nicki Minaj, Dirty Money! Nicki moans Shout out to Fendi, Gravy! Shout out to the whole Young Money! Weezy, whats poppin? Nicki moans That tickles Hey... Youve reached... Nicki Minaj And umm... I cant come to the phone right now cause... Im sitting on your favorite rappers face Hah! Umm... anyway... As soon as I get up... Ill call you back Bye

Uh! Kyuh! Rrrrrrrr Yo, Ima give em what they asked for On my James Brown flow with my afro Tell em meet me in the back though And they better have my motherfuckin cash flow When Im chillin out in Houston with the Astros And they know that I get flyer than an acrobat They cant see me from the back row, back I shut it down with my clique though, clack I know what I dont know Always pregnant with some sons but I dont show New York, Im in SoHo Gotta hit the UK for some promo On it, Im not entertained Me and you are not the same Bringing it back like Rogaine Let us do us like romaine I think Im insane I think Im insane On it, Im not entertained I think Im insane I know you, I know you, I know you wanna touch I know you, I know you, I know you wanna touch I know you, I know you, I know you wanna touch Keep trying, baby, good luck I know you, I know you, I know you wanna touch I know you, I know you, I know you wanna touch I know you, I know you, I know you wanna touch Keep trying, baby, good luck Yo, I know not to doze off All the boys wanna see me with my clothes off V.I.P. and its closed off Wanna kiss him cause his lips look so soft Gotta tell em hoes hold off None of them couldve did what I pulled off Doors up when I pulled off And I been good with that mic like a Bulls court Why you tryna get up all in it Do you golf cause you tryna put your balls in it? Uh, Im just asking a question Is you driving or is you a pedestrian? Could I come through your crib with my best friend? Could I ride that uh like equestrians? On it, Im not entertained Me and you are not the same Bringing it back like Rogaine Let us do us like romaine I think Im insane I think Im insane On it, Im not entertained I think Im insane I know you, I know you, I know you wanna touch I know you, I know you, I know you wanna touch I know you, I know you, I know you wanna touch Keep trying, baby, good luck I know you, I know you, I know you wanna touch I know you, I know you, I know you wanna touch I know you, I know you, I know you wanna touch Keep trying, baby, good luck

Easy as that? Thought Id take her home and Bring her right back, bro I felt for her I felt I was like, two-seater, Hello, can I meet her? Know that she was gold from the first time Ive seen her I was like, Mamacita Cooler than a freezer Come and pop that body right here on me, no meter She was there right, wasnt hard to read her In the middle of the night, watch out with Khalifa Then I saw that apple bum, it was bigger than Vanita I never leave a man down, had to go retrieve her You say that we may be the one We love hard and fight like were done But you know how to make me feel You know how to make me feel Cant lose you, this thing aint no lie While you mine forever will try But you know how to make me feel You know how to make me feel One hunnid, lets keep it one hunnid Cause when its time to throw it back She knows to return it And when its time to throw a stack, she waiting to burn it The questions thats shes coming back, cause she know I own it You know that You know that You know that she bad You know that You know that You know that shes that She gave me what I wanted While all these niggas own it But she only had eyes for me You say that we may be the one We love hard and fight like were done But you know how to make me feel You know how to make me feel Cant lose you, this thing aint no lie While you mine forever will try But you know how to make me feel You know how to make me feel You know how, you know how Bad bitches taught you, taught you You know how Bad bitches taught you You know how, yeah, cause I done taught you, nigga Fuck around and I might deport you with her Last time you started frontin, I fought you, nigga Next time, Ima pull out and torch you with her Of course you with her, in the Porsche, you with her Fuck I look like nigga? Of course she bitter Cause you know how I put it on, you know how I do it long Ride it like a unicorn, schoolgirl uniform Ass clap, not ass cap But I got him writing songs for my ass, clap Pussy pop, pat-pat It dont get no bigger, its at its max fat We love hard, we fight like we done Get my gun, that bitch better run But Im cooking up and its deep-fried With my G-string in your G5 Its blood gang, Im a G, five You say that we may be the one We love hard and fight like were done But you know how to make me feel You know how to make me feel Cant lose you, this thing aint no lie While you mine forever will try But you know how to make me feel You know how to make me feel You say that we may be the one We love hard and fight like were done But you know how to make me feel You know how to make me feel Cant lose you, this thing aint no lie While you mine forever will try But you know how to make me feel You know how to make me feel

She said baby... I know you love her, but I love you She caught my face like a Kodak I couldnt shake the weather Storm had nothing on this chick named Heather Damn everytime I seen her, it was just the thought of break up You know niggas and girls how they quit then they make up She told me she been in love with me every since we were in 6th grade Ms. Hills class, Im just thinking Mighty funny didnt notice her back then But now her body banging, got me thinkin Im just thinkin Im to quick to fall I wanna hit it but Im still involved She told me that the girl Im with dont get it She wanna show me she can be better girlfriend Shawty said she had so many dreams of her and me, she couldnt sleep She tellin me to come and get it all She so glad the girlfriend that I use to have didnt wanna treat me right So she told me I can get it all Best believe me she gon get it all Best believe me she gon get it all She told me that the girl Im with dont get it She wanna show me she can be Better girlfriend Stop playin man I been hotter than summer school Cuz even then I use yo make them mutha fuckas drool I been bad since sticky hands Now all these bitches is Nicki fans I gotta chuckle, excuse the duffle I mean my ring so big it just bruise my knuckles And I just heard that you was back on the market Let me stick shift, ride it, back it up, and then park it You and me, we should be together Cop da matchin Lamborghini Swahili leather Now dat dat dat dats black on black And if the bitch call ya phone thats a backhand smack Nigga what She told me that the girl Im with dont get it She wanna show me she can be better girlfriend Shawty said she had so many dreams of her and me, she couldnt sleep She tellin me to come and get it all She so glad the girlfriend that I use to have didnt wanna treat me right So she told me I can get it all Best believe me she gon get it all Best believe me she gon get it all She told me that the girl Im with dont get it She wanna show me she can be better girlfriend She freaky tangerine tone Body belong on the cover of the 2010 swimsuit issue of SI She told me to dont leave her until I know done got over the whole fever And I cant stop Best believe me she gone get it all Best believe me she gone get it all She said its just like when you hit a ball If you gone swing you better get it all She told me that the girl Im with dont get it She wanna show me she can be better girlfriend Shawty said she had so many dreams of her and me, she couldnt sleep She tellin me to come and get it all She so glad the girlfriend that I use to have didnt wanna treat me right So she told me I can get it all Best believe me she gon get it all Best believe me she gon get it all She told me that the girl Im with dont get it She wanna show me she can be better girlfriend She said baby... I know you love her, but I love you Shawty said she had so many dreams of her and me, she couldnt sleep She tellin me to come and get it all She so glad the girlfriend that I use to have didnt wanna treat me right So she told me I can get it all Best believe me she gon get it all Best believe me she gon get it all She told me that the girl Im with dont get it She wanna show me she can be better girlfriend

I-I get I-I get I-I get money! I-I get money! Fuck I look, like coppin’ denim and tops? Niggas wanna book me, but they ain’t spendin’ no guap That’s why, I pull up to the curb, like fucks the word? You know, I keep the twenty-two tucked, in the girdle Had to leak one of my bitches off, Throop and Myrtle Put the shells to your back, now they callin you turtle See, if you wanna laugh, you can laugh But nigga, get my money, get my cash, get my math See everything’s funny til that ass gettin trashed Im getting dirty money, like my stash need a bath, see boys? If it don’t make cents, then it don’t make dollars When broke niggas holler, I just pop my collars The dope boys get it, yeah, the dope boys cool But, the white boys say, they be like, Nicki’s rules! Like, you got money, cause you’re sittin on dubs Where your company, nigga where your pay stubs? Look Im on the grind and Im lookin for the grub Fifty in the club, and we lookin for the bub Talkin bout you wanna enjoy me, first you gon’ Need to get a couple employees, get it? Get your money right, get your money right, right? Then you can bite, you know this something tight, tight You know I smoke bitches, Imma need a light, light Coogi on my coochie, size three, white Nikes, kyuh I get money, money I got I get money, money I got I get money, money I got I get money, money I got I-I get money I got m-money I got, m-money I got While yall motherfuckers was talking that K-Mart shit Every two days my man was movin four to six bricks And cop me a five bedroom house, two car garbage, three full baths I love it when you run your mouth Jag in the driveway, sittin right next to the Rover Bitch, I aint never been over Broke ass runnin around talkin about Im popped Bag and shoes, bout a G each, bitch, what you got? I keep a fresh pair of 7s on Bitch, you still got 54 11s on Since when I gave a fuck about this rappin shit? While you waitin round for record deals, Im stackin, bitch I blow your budget in a day, your advance the same night Before you talk left, bitch, get your game tight Bitch, I get money, money I got Bitch, I dont come outta pocket, I let a nigga cop it I get money, money I got I get money, money I got I get money, money I got I get money, money I got I-I get money I got m-money I got, m-money I got

Lyrics from Snippet Woo Ayo, Pop? Romans back, bitch Uh, look I tell em, I tell em niggas back off me, uh They know Im ridin, yeah, nigga, cause I’m from the Flossy I tell em, niggas, back off me They know Im ridin, yeah, nigga, cause I’m from the Flossy I never fucked with a bitch who pop shit, my barbz know that we got this I dont pop shit, hoes not shit, my pussy tight no knotless

- somebody else want something But I give everything you want nothing So dont act like that its easy for you to just leave me like that Dont act like its easy For you to miss me like that Said you know me, I know you And you dont gotta be like that

They know what is what But they dont know what is what They just strut What the... A tiger, dont lose no sleep Dont need opinions from a shellfish or a sheep Dont you come for me No, not today Youre calculated, I got your number Cause youre a joker and Im a courtside killer queen And you will kiss the ring You best believe So keep calm, honey, Ima stick around For more than a minute, get used to it Funny my name keeps comin outcho mouth Cause I stay winning Lay em up like Swish, swish, bish Another one in the basket Cant touch this Another one in the casket Your game is tired, you should retire Youre bout as cute as an old coupon expired And karmas not a liar She keeps receipts So keep calm, honey, Ima stick around For more than a minute, get used to it Funny my name keeps comin outcho mouth Cause I stay winning Lay em up like Swish, swish, bish Another one in the basket Cant touch this Another one in the casket They know what is what But they dont know what is what They just know what is what But they dont know what is what They just know what is what But they dont know what is what They just strut What the... Pink Ferragamo sliders on deck Silly rap beefs just get me more checks My life is a movie, Im never off set Me and my amigos Swish swish, aww I got them upset But my shootersll make em dance like dubstep Swish, swish, aww, my haters is obsessed Cause I make Ms, they get much less Dont be tryna double back I already despise you All that fake love you showin Couldnt even disguise you Ran? When? Nicki gettin tan Mirror mirror whos the fairest in all the land? Damn, man, this is a Stan Muah, muah, the generous queen will kiss a fan Ass goodbye, Ima be riding by Ima tell my Biggz, yeah thats tha guy A stars a star, da ha da ha They never thought the swish god would take it this far Get my pimp cup, this is pimp sh--, baby I only rock with Queens, so Im makin hits with Katy Swish, swish, bish Another one in the basket Cant touch this Another one in the casket They know what is what But they dont know what is what They just know what is what But they dont know what is what They just know what is what But they dont know what is what They just strut What the...

I am go-going home I am go-going home I shut it down, already I am go-going home I am go-going home I am go-going home I shut it down, already I am go-going home Guess who? You bitches, its RiRi Lam-Lamborghini strawberry kiwi Fashion week in Paris was nice Every designer had my size Switch my hair, they gon copy her Switch my gear, they gon copy her L-L-Look at how they stare, just to copy her Well, roger that Did you copy that, co-co-copy cat? I am go-going home I am go-going home I shut it down, already I am go-going home I am go-going home I am go-going home I shut it down, already I am go-going home Back door, because I am leaving One more, but now they just greedy Yo, tell em fi go, make em gwan with no mistakes Color up shades, lower with my disguise Switch my hair, they gon copy her Switch my gear, they gon copy her L-L-Look at how they stare, just to copy her Well, roger that Did you copy that, co-co-copy cat? I am go-going home I am go-going home I shut it down, already I am go-going home I am go-going home I am go-going home I shut it down, already I am go-going home Get ready for the show We get a lot of dough And you already, yeah, you already know That I done shut it down Thats why Im going home...

You wanna please me then get down for ya crown You know they call me Downtown Julie Brown I get a lot, get alot head I get a lot of fades And I get a lot dreads See I be in the town closin million dollars deals up Real nice view with my million dollar heels up Tell the DJ Nicki Minaj said to reel up rewind Yall never met a muthafuckin boss this fine I get my own thing, my own bloodclot thing Thats why they call me misses badda bing, badda bing Im lookin for a king with some good ding a ling Big truck, beenie man, throw some sim, sima in I fucks with boss bitches Type to be caught divorcin bitch niggas Corsets and horses A lot of pink Porshes Custom made plates, I stay lookin for some bosses Ooh, theres something about Just something about the way she move And I cant figure it out Theres something about her Said, ooh, theres something about The kind of woman that want you but dont need you And I cant figure it out Theres something about her Cause she walk like a boss Talk like a boss Manicured nails to set the pedicure off Shes fly effortlessly And she move like a boss Do what a boss Do, she got me thinking about getting involved Thats the kinda girl I need She got her own thing Thats why I love her Miss Independent Wont you come and spend a little time? She got her own thing Thats why I love her Miss Independent Ooh, the way we shine Miss Independent Ooh theres something about The kind of woman that can do for herself I look at her and it makes me proud Theres something about her Theres something oh so sexy about The kind of woman that dont even need my help She said she got it, she got it, no doubt Theres something about her Her favorite thing to say: Dont worry, I got it And everything she got: best believe she bought it She gonna steal my heart, aint no doubt about it Girl, youre everything I need Said youre everything I need When you approach me say boss Because I paid the muthafuckin costs Im in a Porshe listenin to Rick Ross Because I am the muthafuckin boss

Im the Barbie Keep a lotta plastic Little pink stars Put em on my jacket Somebody tell her Imma put her in a casket Register my money for the money gymnastic Cause I make it flip so they be lookin all nasty Colder then a hail I tell her hail that taxi Bitch wont blow but she can blow my saxophone And I call Saks Fifth Ave-y home That is where a real bad barbie roam R-r-r-r-r-roam Sorry I broke up excuse my cell phone It must be a AT&T dead zone My niggas in the club he let heat roam Need my rozay I need my patron Need my Henny and I need my Hypno Thats one bottle, two bottle, three bottle, four

Okay. Okay. Nicki Minaj. Dirty Money. I dont think yall understand what Im about to do, Im bout to master these bitches, man. Chea! Chin checker I used to dilly dally, now I dilly to Cali Used to push a pink Denali, now its Chevy Impalis I used to be broker than them niggas in alleys Now I get my work it out like Biggity-Bally I used to go hard, used to cock the brim Used to take the dollar car, used to shop at Vim Now I take it real easy, the hood believe me I dont mean Cover Girl when I say easy breezy. Jiminy Cricket, let the master in When it come to bad bitches, Im the last of kin Im bringing S-E-X-Y B-A-C-K If Nicki aint the best, suck a D-I-C-K Im Young Nicholas, my style ridiculous I heard your money funny, and mommy, Im ticklish I gotta laugh. I gotta laugh at it I always got crack, I guess Im a crack addict I dont know man. I think these bitches is real scared right now, like. Damn. I got these bitches shaking in they boots, man. Dirty money. Ayo, Pre. Bring the next verse in, my nigga. Chea! Chea! Chea! One time I used to make a dollar stretch like a Pilate Now I gotta play the potty in Giuseppe Zanotti Gotta push the Maserati, candy paint on the body Making money off the hobby, taking flicks in the lobby Look, Im in the future, Im ahead of my time And you cant duplicate it, Im a one-of-a-kind They think Im making fun of them, when I be like: Na-Na-Na-Na! Thats the track, little mama. Look: Na-Na-Na-Na! Do what I do it, like I do it for the T.V Bitches must be blind, cause these bitches cant see me Do it all for GP, tell em to suck a pee-pee Monday, LA, Tuesday, Im in DC Get a ticket, or you only get a snippet If you write your lyrics, little mama, I can dig it I show you how to do it, what I do is really magic Abracadab tricks are for kids, silly rabbit Yes sir. If I aint the one, who is, nigga? I mean damn, I dont mean to toot my own goddamn horn, but toot-toot, nigga! Fuck! Im that bitch. Nicki Minaj. Dirty Money. Yes sir. Uh-huh. Uh-huh

You have to be like a beast. You have to be a beast. That’s the only way they respect you. I came up under Wayne, and Wayne has his way of doing things. When Wayne walks up on the motherfuckin set and-and say, Don’t talk to me, have my fucking music ready, get the fuck up out of my face, I’mma blow this shit in your fucking face all day, it’s cool. But every time I -- every time I put my foot down and stand up for myself, it’s like, We’ve heard about Nicki Minaj! Nicki Minaj shut down a photo shoot! Oh my god! No one wants to work with Nicki Minaj! I’m glad you heard. Now, when I come to a photoshoot, let it be of quality. You know why? Because I put quality in what I do. I spend time, and I spend energy, and I spend effort, and I spend everything I have, every fiber of my being to give people quality. So if I turn up to a photoshoot and you had -- you got a fifty dollar clothes budget and some sliced pickles on the motherfucking board, you wanna know what? No, I am gonna leave. Is that wrong? For wanting more for myself? Wanting people to treat me with respect? But you know what? Next time they know better. But I had accepted the pickle juice, I would be drinking pickle juice right now When I am assertive, I’m a bitch. When a man is assertive, he’s a boss. He bossed up! No negative connotation behind bossed up. But lots of negative connotation behind being a bitch Donald Trump can say, You’re fired! Let Martha Stewart run her company the same way and be the same way! Fuck, oh, evil bitch. But Donald Trump, he gets to hang out with young pussies and have 50 different wives and just be cool… Oh, Donald we love ya. Donald Trump… But when you’re a girl, you have to be like… everything. You have to be -- you have to be dope at what you do, but you have to be super sweet, and you have to be sexy, and you have to be this, and you have to be that, and you have to be nice, and you have to… It’s like, I can’t be all those things at once. I’m a human being… I don’t mean to be ranting and raving like this. I don’t -- don’t use this footage, please; it’s just gonna make me look stupid

Oww! Hahahaha Uh-huh No homo I said, Hes so sweet, make her wanna lick the wrapper So I let her lick the rapper She-She-She licked me like a lollipop She— She licked me like a lollipop, l-lollipop Sh-Sh-She licked me like a lollipop She— She licked me like a lollipop, lollipop Shawty want a thug Bottles in the club Shawty wanna hump You know I like to touch Your lovely lady lumps, lumps, lumps Shawty wanna thug, thug, thug Bottles in the club, club, club Shawty wanna hump You know I like to touch Your lovely lady lumps, lumps, lumps Okay, lil mama had a swag like mine She even wear her hair down her back like mine I make her feel right when its wrong, like lying Man, she aint never had a love like mine But man, I aint never seen a ass like hers That pussy in my mouth, had me lost for words So I told her back it up like, urp— urp— And I made that ass jump like, jermp— jermp— And thats when she... She-She-She lick me like a lollipop She— She lick me like a lollipop She-She-She lick me like a lollipop She— She lick me like a lollipop Shawty want a thug Bottles in the club Shawty wanna hump You know I like to touch Your lovely lady lumps Shawty want a thug Bottles in the club Shawty wanna hump You know I like to touch Your lovely lady lumps Okay , after you back it up, dont stop Ayo, you know, they know I got the fattest pussy in the business Drop it, shawty drop it like its hot Like, I dont even know why yall, you know what I mean Ooh, drop— dr-dr-dr— drop it like its hot Come on now, Im Nicki Minaj, yall know what the fuck I do Do-Do-Do— Do it, shawty, dont stop Nicki Lewinsky, President Carter, Young Money Shawty wanna li-li-li-li-lick me like a lollipop Shawty said he li-li-like the way I make punani pop Shawty wanna li-li-lick me in the candy apple drop I got that presidential cooch, when he see it, he salute Cause aint no nappy pubes, just a lot of juice A little mohawk, posing for the photogs He get me so, he get me so, he get me so smart He make my pussy sing, Ahhhhh! like its Mozart He say the pussy pretty, it look like show art He say, Who pussy is it? and I say, Yours And when he spank this, I make that pussy fart Im such an actress, Melissa Joan Hart Shawty say the nigga that she with aint shit Shawty say the nigga that she with aint this Shawty say the nigga that she with cant hit But, shawty, Ima hit it, hit it, like I cant miss And he cant do this , and he dont do that Shawty need a refund , need to bring that nigga back Just like a refund , I make her bring that ass back And she bring that ass back, because I like that Shawty want a thug Bottles in the club Shawty wanna hump You know I like to touch Your lovely lady lumps Shawty wanna lick, lick, lick, lick, lick me like a lollipop I said, shawty wanna lick, lick, lick, lick, lick me like a lollipop Shawty wanna lick me... Like a lollipop She— She lick me like a lollipop Shawty want a thug Bottles in the club Shawty wan hump You know I like to touch Your lovely lady lumps Stat! Call me, so I can make it juicy for you Call— Ca-Call me, s— so I can get it juicy for you Call— Ca-Call me, so I can make it juicy for you Call— Call me, s-s-so I can get it juicy for you Call— Call me, so I can make it juicy for you Call— Ca-Call me, s-so I can get it juicy for you Call me, so— so I can make it juicy for you Call— Call me, so-so-so I can get it juicy for you Shawty want a thug, thug, thug Bottles in the club, club, club Shawty wanna hump You know I like to touch Your lovely lady lumps I say, shawty want a thug Bottles in the club Shawty wanna hump You know I like to touch Your lovely lady lumps, lumps, lumps I get her on top , she drop it like its hot And when Im at the bottom, she Hillary Rodham The middle of the bed , giving, gettin head Givin, gettin head , givin, gettin head I said hmm, mmm Said hmm, mmm, mmm I said hmm, mmm, mmm Mm-hm Say, call me, so I can come and do it for you Call me, so I can come and prove it for you Call me, so I can make it juicy for you Call me, so I can get it juicy for you Shawty wanna lick, lick, lick, lick, lick me like a lollipop She— She lick me like a lollipop, l-lollipop I said hes so sweet, make her wanna lick the wrapper She-She-She lick me like a lollipop So I let her lick the rapper She— She lick me like a lollipop

Yo, listen All yall muhfuckas Yall know who Nicki Maraj is Yall better ask somebody Look, Narcotics on the beat, bitches And I-, lemme, loo-, I-, Im getting tired of yall niggas and-and-and yall bitches that be getting on my goddamn nerves I gotta tell yall bout yallselves Lets go, cmon Y’all must not know who I am I dont get to the spot till 2 AM Don’t be mad, lil mama, cuz you not in Errbody wanna roll with the crew I’m in They wanna know why I’m posted at the bar I tell ‘em that I’m just singing posters at the bar But really, Yall know why I’m posted at the bar You bitches act up I got the toaster by the bar I get cake cuz I always got a hustle I pump weight and I ain’t talkin’ ’bout my muscles At the club every day but that ho ain’t me Cuz I be home with the scale like Do Ray Mi When I step up in the spot thats a wrap I do my 2 step one time with a snap I do my new step, two times with a clap Tell ‘em to bring it back, tell ‘em to bring it back When I step up in the spot thats a wrap I do my 2 step one time with a snap I do my new step, two times with a clap On me, get a glass, on me, bring it back I hate a dude that be actin’ like he get dough But you know money short like Sisco Actin’ like he got funds for days Tryna act like a mac, yeah the one with dame I hate a dude with a mad, bling-a-bling That shit don’t make up, for no wack ding-a-ling I hate a dude, that be pushin’ a Benz Or he live with his mother, or he stay with his friends Nigga please, what the fuck you done for me Say you run your company, but cant have company I guess the Lord just be tryna humble me How the fuck you eatin’ tuna and its not bumblebee When I step up in the spot thats a wrap I do my 2 step one time with a snap I do my new step, two times with a clap Tell ‘em to bring it back, tell ‘em to bring it back When I step up in the spot thats a wrap I do my 2 step one time with a snap I do my new step, two times with a clap On me, get a glass, on me, bring it back I hate a girl that be stuntin’ in the game Iced out chain with her best friend name Cuz them the girls that be swervin’ in my lane Why they lookin’ for change in they boyfriend Range I hate a clown touch down to my town But when the check come she short like bust downs I hate a girl stay singin’ in public Everywhere I go bitch be singin’ some dumb shit If I could get a deal Id have one too I hate a girl that see her man and say , that’s my boo It make you mad when they front like they right They need help like they only got 5 on it When I step up in the spot thats a wrap I do my 2 step one time with a snap I do my new step, two times with a clap Tell ‘em to bring it back, tell ‘em to bring it back When I step up in the spot thats a wrap I do my 2 step one time with a snap I do my new step, two times with a clap On me, get a glass, on me, bring it back When I step up in the spot thats a wrap I do my 2 step one time with a snap I do my new step, two times with a clap Tell ‘em to bring it back, tell ‘em to bring it back When I step up in the spot thats a wrap I do my 2 step one time with a snap I do my new step, two times with a clap On me, get a glass, on me, bring it back