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I shoot the lights out Hide til its bright out Oh, just another lonely night Are you willing to sacrifice your life? Bitch, Im a monster, no-good bloodsucker Fat motherfucker, now look whos in trouble As you run through my jungles, all you hear is rumbles Kanye West samples, heres one for example Gossip, gossip, nigga, just stop it Everybody know Im a motherfuckin monster Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Profit, profit, nigga, I got it Everybody know Im a motherfuckin monster Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Ima need to see your fuckin hands Uh, the best living or dead hands down, huh Less talk, more head right now, huh And my eyes more red than the devil is And Im bout to take it to another level, bitch Matter who you go and get, aint nobody cold as this Do the rap and the track, triple-double, no assists And my only focus is stayin on some bogus shit Arguin with my older bitch, actin like I owe her shit I heard the beat, the same raps that gave the track pain Bought the chain that always give me back pain Fucking up my money so, yeah, I had to act sane Chi nigga, but these hoes love my accent Chick came up to me and said, This the number to dial If you wanna make your number one your number two now Mix that Goose and Malibu, I call it Malibooyah Goddamn, Yeezy always hit em with a new style Know that motherfucker, well, what you gon do now? Whatever I wanna do, gosh, its cool now Know Im gonna do, ah, its the new now Think you motherfuckers really really need to cool out Cause youll never get on top of this So, mami, best advice is just to get on top of this Have you ever had sex with a pharaoh? Ah, put the pussy in a sarcophagus Now she claiming that I bruised her esophagus Head of the class and she just won a swallowship Im livin in the future so the present is my past My presence is a present, kiss my ass Gossip, gossip, nigga, just stop it Everybody know Im a motherfuckin monster Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Profit, profit, nigga, I got it Everybody know Im a motherfuckin monster Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Ima need to see your fuckin hands Sasquatch, Godzilla, King Kong, Loch Ness Goblin, ghoul, a zombie with no conscience Question, what do these things all have in common? Everybody knows Im a motherfuckin monster Conquer, stomp ya, stop your silly nonsense Nonsense, none of you niggas know where the swamp is None of you niggas have seen the carnage that Ive seen I still hear fiends scream in my dreams Murder, murder in black convertibles, I Kill a block, I murder the avenues, I Rape and pillage your village, women and children Everybody want to know what my Achilles heel is Love, I dont get enough of it All I get is these vampires and bloodsuckers All I see is these niggas I made millionaires Millin about, spillin they feelings in the air All I see is these fake fucks with no fangs Tryna draw blood from my ice-cold veins I smell a massacre Seems to be the only way to back you bastards up Gossip, gossip, nigga, just stop it Everybody know Im a motherfuckin monster Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Profit, profit, nigga, I got it Everybody know Im a motherfuckin monster Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Ima need to see your fuckin hands Pull up in the monster, automobile gangsta With a bad bitch that came from Sri Lanka Yeah, Im in that Tonka, color of Willy Wonka You could be the king, but watch the queen conquer Okay, first things first, Ill eat your brains Then Ima start rocking gold teeth and fangs Cause thats what a motherfuckin monster do Hair dresser from Milan, thats the monster do Monster Giuseppe heel, thats the monster shoe Young Money is the roster and a monster crew And Im all up, all up, all up in the bank with the funny face And if Im fake, I aint notice cause my money aint So let me get this straight, wait, Im the rookie? But my features and my shows ten times your pay? 50K for a verse, no album out Yeah, my moneys so tall that my Barbies got to climb it Hotter than a Middle Eastern climate, violent Tony Matterhorn, dutty wine it, wine it Nicki on them titties when I sign it Thats how these niggas so one-track-minded But really, really I dont give an F-U-C-K Forget Barbie, fuck Nicki, sh-shes fake She on a diet, but my pockets eatin cheesecake And Ill say, bride of Chucky, its childs play Just killed another career, its a mild day Besides, Ye, they cant stand besides me I think me, you, and Am should ménage Friday Pink wig, thick ass, give em whiplash I think big, get cash, make em blink fast Now look at what you just saw, this is what you live for Ah, Im a motherfuckin monster I, I crossed the limelight And Ill, Ill let God decide And I, I wouldnt last these shows So I, I am headed home I, I crossed the limelight And Ill, Ill let God decide, cide And I, I wouldnt last these shows So I, I am headed home I, I crossed the limelight And Ill, Ill let God decide, cide And I, I wouldnt last these shows So I, I am headed home

Its fuckin TR3YWAY! King of New York, lookin for the Queen Uh, you got the right one, hmm L-let these-l-let these b-b-bitches know, nigga Queens, Brooklyn, brrr, ah! Murda on the beat so its not nice! Pussy got that wet, wet, got that drip, drip Got that super soaker, hit that She a Fefe, her name Keke She eat my dick like its free, free I dont even know like Why I did that? I dont even know like Why I hit that? All I know is that I just cant wife that Talk to her nice so she wont fight back Turn around and hit it from the back, back, back Bend her down then I make it clap, clap, clap I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no Draco got that kick-back when I blow that, they all do track They dont shoot back, one shot, close range, red dot Head tight, yeah, I did that, yeah, I live that Call a Uber with my shooter, with a Ruger, we gon do ya Niggas say they killin people, but I really fuckin do it I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no He-he tryna 69 like Tekashi, call him papi Word to A$AP, keep me Rocky, Im from New York, so Im cocky Say he fuckin with my posse, copped me Khloé like Kardashi Keep this pussy in Versace, said Im pretty like Tinashe Put-put it all up in his face, did I catch a case? Pussy game just caught a body, but I never leave a trace Face is pretty, ass for days, I get chips, I ask for Lays I just sit back and when he done, I be like, Yo, howd it taste? I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no Ayo, Draco got that kick-back When it kick-back, you cant get yo shit back In fact this that bitch that I hate small talk, I dont fuck with chit-chat AC just stopped workin So they hit me, told me bring my wrist back Come through rockin fashions That got all these bitches like Yo, whats that? I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no Eeny, meeny, miny, moe I catch a ho right by her toe If she aint fuckin me and Nicki Kick that ho right through the door I dont really want no friends, my old ho just bought this Benz Nicki just hopped in this shit, now I wont see that bitch again Eeny, meeny, miny, moe I catch a ho right by her toe If she aint fuckin me and Nicki Kick that ho right through the door Mmm, Young Money, Young Money bunny Colorful hair, dont care I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no I dont really want no friends I dont really want no friends, no Scum Gang!

Yeah, woo, yeah, skrrt M-M-M-Murda Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sport Shawty bad , pop her like a cork You a dork, never been a sport Pull up, woo, woo, jumpin out the court Cotton candy , my cup tastes like the fair Straight up there , we didnt take the stairs Faced my fears , gave my mama tears Shiftin gears , on the Nawf, get serious Face all your fears, then get at me Hit so many donuts on them backstreets Sit so high in the nosebleeds Feel like I can fly, yeah Xans, Perky, check , Bill Belichick Take the air out the ball , just so I can flex Take the air out the mall, walk in with the sacks Take the air out your broad , now she cant go back Xans, Perky, check , Bill Belichick Take the air out the ball , just so I can flex Take the air out the mall , walk in with the sacks Take the air out your broad Offset! Uh, the coupe came imported This seasons Off-White come in snorted Green Lamborghini a tortoise No human being, Im immortal Patek and A.P. full of water Hundred K, I spend on my señora My pinky on margarine, butter And my ears got McDonalds nuggets Soon as I land on the Lear Piguets, they wet, tears 488, hit the gears Suicide doors, Britney Spears Im boujee, so, bitch, dont get near Criss Angel, make dope disappear Hit the gas, it got flames out the rears Its a race to the bag, get the mills Ride the dick like a BMX No nigga wanna be my ex I love when he go on tour Cause he cums more, when I see him less I get up set off I turn Offset on I told him the other day Man, we should sell that porn Yeah, Cardi B, Im back, bitches I dont wanna hear Im actin different Same lips that be talkin bout me Is the same lips that be ass kissin These hoes aint what they say they are And their pussy stink, they catfishin Same hoes that was sendin shots They reachin out like they back itchin Why would I hop in some beef When I could just hop in a Porsche? You heard she gon do what from who? Thats not a reliable source, no So tell me, have you seen her? Let me wrap my weave up Im the trap Selena ¡Dame más gasolina! Skrrt! Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sport Shawty bad , pop her like a cork You a dork, never been a sport Pull up, woo, woo, jumpin out the court Uh, yo, watch your man, then you should watch your mouth Bitches is pressed, administer mouth to mouth You see them stats, you know what I am about I am the champ, Im Iron Mike in a bout Attention, Ima need you to face front You dont want smoke with me, this is a laced blunt Raps Jackie Chan, we aint pullin them fake stunts My crown wont fit on your bum-ass lace fronts You bitches catchin a fade, shout out my nigga Lil Boosie All of your friendsll be dead, you can get hit with that Uzi I call him Ricky, he say he love me like Lucy Get you a straw nigga, you know this pussy is juicy This Givenchy is custom made, now you cant get it at Saks though I dont work in no office, but they copyin and thats facts though I aint tryna be violent, but if Nicki on it, it slaps, ho Get you lined for that paper like a loose leaf when that strap blow Im with a couple bad bitches thatll rip the party If Quavo the QB, Im Nick Lombardi Pull up in the space coupe, I done linked with Marty I can actually afford to get a pink Bugatti Ayo, Nick, didnt you just do a hit with Gotti? That too, but my niggas send hits like Gotti Its a wrap, like the things on the head of a Saudi Bitch, you my son, go and sit on the potty Brand new Chanels I scuffed em runnin from 12 Aint make no commitment with none of you bitches Cause money is treatin me well If Nicki should show me her titty Right hand on the Bible, I swear I wont tell If I get to play with that kitty I wonder how many platinums we gon sell Pop a Perc and catch a feel Now I cannot feel the wheel My chest bad, give me chills And the left hand on Richard Mille Not the watch, but the price on the ice If you dont know what that is Motorsport, motorville Abort the mission, thats a kill Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sport Shawty bad , pop her like a cork You a dork, never been a sport Pull up, woo, woo, jumpin out the court Cotton candy , my cup tastes like the fair Straight up there , we didnt take the stairs Faced my fears , gave my mama tears Shiftin gears , on the Nawf, get serious Girl, yeah, yeah, I wish my grandma could see me Take away pain, aint easy Thats why I fire up a bleezy Niggas not cappin this season

Yo I never fucked Wayne, I never fucked Drake On my life, man, fucks sake If I did, Id ménage with em And let em eat my ass like a cupcake My man full, he just ate I dont duck nobody but tape Yeah, that was a setup For a punchline on duct tape Wo-wo-wo-worried bout if my butt fake Worry bout yall niggas, us straight Th-these girls are my sons Jo-Jon & Kate Plus Eight When I walk in, sit up straight I dont give a fuck if I was late Dinner with my man on a G5 Is my idea of a update Hut-hut one, hut-hut two Big titties, big butt too Fu-fuck with them real niggas Who dont tell niggas what they up to Had to show bitches where the top is Ri-ring finger where the rock is The-these hoes couldnt test me Even if their name was Pop Quiz Bad bitches who I fuck with Ma-ma-mad bitches we dont fuck with I dont fuck with them chickens Unless they last name is Cutlet Let it soak in Like seasoning And tell them bitches blow me Lance Stephenson Raise every bottle and cup in the sky Sparks in the air like the Fourth of July Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight Oh, if you lame and you know it, be quiet Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only Rich niggas only, independent bitches only Boss niggas only, thick bitches only I got my real niggas here by my side, only Yeah, I never fucked Nicki cause she got a man But when thats over, then Im first in line And the other day in her Maybach I thought, Goddamn, this is the perfect time We had just come from that video You know, L.A. traffic, how the city slow She was sitting down on that big butt, but I was still staring at the titties though Yeah, low-key or maybe high-key I been peeped that you like me, you know? Who the fuck you really wanna be with besides me? I mean, it doesnt take much for us to do this shit quietly I mean, she say Im obsessed with thick women and I agree Yeah, thats right, I like my girls BBW Yeah, type that wanna suck you dry and then eat some lunch with you Yeah, so thick that everybody else in the room is so uncomfortable Ass on Houston Texas, but the face look just like Clair Huxtable Oh! Yeah, you the man in the city when the mayor fuck with you The NBA players fuck with you The bad-ass bitches doing makeup and hair fuck with you, oh Thats cause I believe in something, I stand for it And Nicki if you ever tryna fuck Just give me the heads-up, so I can plan for it Pinkprint Raise every bottle and cup in the sky Sparks in the air like the Fourth of July Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight Oh, if you lame and you know it, be quiet Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only Rich niggas only, independent bitches only Boss niggas only, thick bitches only I got my real niggas here by my side, only I never fucked Nick and thats fucked up If I did fuck, shed be fucked up Whoever is hittin aint hittin it right Cause she act like she need dick in her life Thats another story, Im no story-teller I piss greatness, like goldish yellow All my goons so overzealous Im from Hollygrove, the holy Mecca Calendar say I got money for days I squirm and I shake, but Im stuck in my ways My girlfriend will beat a bitch up if she waved They bet not fuck with her surfboard, surfboard My eyes are so bright, I take cover for shade Dont have my money? Take mothers instead You got the hiccups, you swallowed the truth Then I make you burp, boy, treat beef like sirloin Im talkin bout runnin in houses with army guns So think about your son and daughter rooms Got two hoes with me, masked up, they got smaller guns Aint thinkin bout your son and daughter rooms This shit is crazy, my nigga I mean brazy, my nigga That money talk, I just rephrase it, my nigga Blood gang, take the b off behavior, my nigga For reals, if you mouth off, I blow your face off I mean pop-pop-pop, then I take off Nigga, now you see me, nigga, now you dont Like Jamie Foxx acting like Ray Charles Sixteen in a clip, one in the chamber 17 Ward bully with seventeen bullets My story is how I went from poor me To please pour me a drink and celebrate with me Raise every bottle and cup in the sky Sparks in the air like the Fourth of July Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight Oh, if you lame and you know it, be quiet Young Mula, baby! Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only Rich niggas only, independent bitches only Boss niggas only, thick bitches only I got my real niggas here by my side, only1.9K

Young Money Ayo, Ferg Yeah Ride with the mob, Alhamdulillah Check in with me and do your job Ferg is the name, Ben Baller did the chain Tourneau for the watch, presi Plain Jane Yamborghini chain, rest in peace to my superior Hermès link could feed a village in Liberia TMZ taking pictures, causin mad hysteria Momma see me on BET and started tearin up Ima start killin niggas, how you get that trife? I attended Harlem picnics where you risked your life Uncle used to skim work, sellin nicks at night I was only 8 years old, watching Nick at Nite Uncle Psycho was in that bathroom buggin! Knife to his gut, hope Daddy dont cut him Suicidal thoughts brought to me with no advisory He was pitchin dummy, sellin fiends mad ivory Grandma had the arthritis in her hands, bad! She was poppin pills like rappers in society Ill fuck yo bitch for the irony Ill send Meechy at yo ho if yo bitch keep eyein me! Ride with the mob, Alhamdulillah Check in with me and do your job Ferg is the name, Ben Baller did the chain Tourneau for the watch, presi Plain Jane Ride with the mob, Alhamdulillah Check in with me and do your job Ferg is the name, Ben Baller did the chain Tourneau for the watch, presi Plain Jane Suck a nigga dick or somethin Suck a nigga dick or somethin Suck a nigga dick or somethin Suck a nigga dick or somethin Ayo, Ima explain why you prolly never see me I push a Lamborghini, chocha magic like Houdini My body shaped like Jeannie, booty dreamy, waist is teeny Yes, I told him to get TIDAL, so he stream me when he leave me I go hard in the booth, Biggie vibes, gimme the loot Im a classy millionaire, bitches aint got the couth C-O-U-T-H cause you cant spell it either If I call him then he comin home runnin, Derek Jeter Bitches must be eatin ass, because I swear theyre bottom feeders Ho, you know that you my son, I shoulda scrapped you as a fetus All these bitches rockin inches cause they followin the leader I should switch it up on hoes and rock a Afro like Lupitas I dont keep up with the Joneses, but I do know Catherine Zeta Im with Candice, TT, Thembi, and Viola, mi amiga Rap bitches, they gotta check in with the Queen Im the Alpha, the Omega, everything in between, uh Ride with Minaj, mmh Mashallah Check in with me, then do your job Queen is the name, Rafaello did the chain This is Monse, Patty Plain Jane Ride with Minaj, mmh Mashallah Check in with me, then do your job Queen is the name, Rafaello did the chain This is Monse, Patty Plain Jane Eat a Barbie ass or somethin Eat a Barbie ass or somethin Eat a Barbie ass or somethin Eat a Barbie ass or somethin Brrt Kirk Kneezy on the beat Yo, you know this here for the city, nigga Gold chains, Plain Janes, and all that good stuff, nigga

Yo, B, they ready Lets go Feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my, feelin my Feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Im with some hood girls lookin back at it And a good girl in my tax bracket Got a black card thatll let Saks have it These Chanel bags is a bad habit I-I do balls, Dal Mavericks My Maybach, black matted Bitch, never left but Im back at it And Im feelin myself, jack rabbit Feelin myself, back off Cause Im feelin myself, jack off He be thinking about me when he whacks off Wax on? Wax off National anthem, hats off Then I curve that nigga, like a bad toss Lemme get a number two, with some Mac sauce On The Run Tour, with my mask off Im feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my, feelin my Feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Changed the game with that digital drop Know where you was when that digital popped I stopped the world Male or female, it make no difference I stop the world, world, stop— Carry on Kitty on fleek, pretty on fleek Pretty gang always keep them niggas on geek Ridin-ridin through Texas , feed him for his breakfast Everytime I whip it, I be talkin so reckless He said Damn, Nicki, its tight, I say Yeah, nigga, you right He said Damn, bae, you so little, but you be really takin that pipe I said Yes, daddy, I do, gimme brain like NYU I said Teach me, nigga, teach me, all this learnin here is by you Im whippin that work, he diggin that work I got it, 36 of that real Panky full of that bounce baby Come get you some of that bounce baby Im feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my, feelin my Feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im feelin my Feelin myself, Im feelin myself, Im killin my Cookin up that base , lookin like a kilo He just wanna taste , biggin up my ego Ridin through Texas Smoke it all off, talkin bout that high-grade Baby hold up, I can kill your migraine Ridin through Texas Bitches aint got punchlines or flow I have both and an empire also Keep gettin gifts from Santa Claus at the North Pole Today Im icy, but Im prayin for some more snow Let that ho ho, let-let that ho know He in love with that coco Why these bitches dont never be learnin? You bitches will never get what I be earnin Im still gettin plaques, from my records thats urban Aint gotta rely on top 40, I am a rap legend Just go ask the Kings of Rap, who is the Queen and things of that Nature? Look at my finger, that is a glacier, hits like a laser Rrr! Drippin on that work, trippin off that perc Flippin up my skirt and I be whippin all that work Takin trips with all them kis, car keys got Bs Stingin with the Queen B and we be whippin all of that D Cause we dope girls we flawless, we the poster girls for all this We run around with them ballers, only real niggas in my call list Im the big kahuna, go let them whores know Just on this song alone, bitch is on her fourth flow Hahaha, Rrrrrrrrrr! You like it, dontchyea? Snitches! Young Money1.3K

Ive been here all night Ive been here all day And boy, got me walkin side to side Im talkin to ya See you standing over there with your body Feeling like I wanna rock with your body And we dont gotta think bout nothin Im comin at ya Cause I know you got a bad reputation Doesnt matter, cause you give me temptation And we dont gotta think bout nothin These friends keep talkin way too much Say I should give you up Cant hear them, no, cause I... Ive been here all night Ive been here all day And boy, got me walkin side to side Ive been here all night Ive been here all day And boy, got me walkin side to side Been tryna hide it Baby, whats it gonna hurt if they dont know? Makin everybody think that we solo Just as long as you know you got me And boy, I got ya Cause tonight Im making deals with the devil And I know its gonna get me in trouble Just as long as you know you got me These friends keep talkin way too much Say I should give you up Cant hear them, no, cause I… Ive been here all night Ive been here all day And boy, got me walkin side to side Ive been here all night Ive been here all day And boy, got me walkin side to side Uh, yeah This the new style with the fresh type of flow Wrist icicle, ride dick bicycle Come through yo, get you this type of blow If you want a ménage, I got a tricycle All these bitches flows is my mini-me Body smoking, so they call me Young Nicki Chimney Rappers in they feelings cause they feelin me Uh, I-I give zero fucks and I got zero chill in me Kissing me, copped the blue box that say Tiffany Curry with the shot, just tell em to call me Stephanie Gun pop, then I make my gum pop Im the queen of rap, young Ariana run pop, uh These friends keep talkin way too much Say I should give em up Cant hear them, no, cause I... Ive been here all night Ive been here all day And boy , got me walkin side to side Ive been here all night Ive been here all day And boy , got me walkin side to side Uh, yo This the new style with the fresh type of flow Wrist icicle, ride dick bicycle Come through yo, get you this type of blow If you want a ménage, I got a tricycle

Uh, mmm, kyuh R.I.P. to B.I.G.  Classic shit Im lookin for a nigga to give some babies A handful of Weezy, sprinkle of Dave East Man, I aint got no type like Jxmmi and Swae Lees But if he cant fuck three times a night, peace! I tried to fuck 50 for a powerful hour But all that nigga wanna do is talk Power for hours B-beat the pussy up, make sure its a K-O Step your banks up like youre movin that yayo Somebody go and make sure Karrueche okay, though I heard she think Im tryna give the coochie to Quavo They always wanna beat it up, goon up the pussy Man, maybe I should let him autotune up the pussy All these Bow Wow Challenge niggas lyin and shit Man, these Fetty Wap niggas stay eyein my shit Drake worth a hundred mill, he always buyin me shit But I dont know if the pussy wet or if he cryin and shit Meek still be in my DMs, I be havin to duck him I used to pray for times like this face-ass when I fuck him Man, Uzi is my baby, he aint takin a L But he took it literally when I said Go to hell Used to fuck with Young Thug, I aint addressin this shit C-caught him in my dressing room, stealin dresses and shit I used to give this nigga with a lisp tests and shit How you want the pu-thy? Cant say your Ss and shit, uh Dreams of fuckin one of these little rappers Im just playin, but Im sayin Dreams of fuckin one of these little rappers Im just playin, but Im sayin Dreams of fuckin one of these little rappers Im just playin, but Im sayin Dreams of fuckin one of these little rappers Im just playin, but Im sayin I remember when I used to have a crush on Special Ed Shoutout Desiigner cause he made it out of special ed You wanna fuck me, you gotta give some special head Cause this pussy have these niggas on some special meds Like Mike Tyson, he was bitin my shit Talkin bout, Yo, why you got these niggas fightin and shit? On the, on the real, I should make these niggas scrap for the pussy Young M.A and Lady Luck, get the strap for this pussy, uh And I woulda had Odell Beckham bangin the cake Til I saw him hoppin out of cars dancin to Drake I been a five-star bitch, man, word to Gotti Ima do that nigga Future dirty, word to Scottie Had to cancel DJ Khaled, boy, we aint speakin Aint no fat nigga tellin me what he aint eatin YG and The Game with the hammer yellin, Gang! Gang! This ain’t what I meant when I said a gang bang Tekashi want a ménage, I said tre-way Curved him and went the Kim and Kanye way Em, cop the Barbie Dreamhouse, then you can play the part I-I aint tryna bust it open in a trailer park Dreams of fuckin one of these little rappers Im just playin, but Im sayin Dreams of fuckin one of these little rappers Im just playin, but Im sayin Dreams of fuckin one of these little rappers Im just playin, but Im sayin Dreams of fuckin one of these little rappers Im just playin, but Im sayin Im just playin, but Im sayin You know Im all bout them dollars I be supportin them scholars I let him give me some brain, but he wanted me to ride it So I said, Fuck it, Im in He wanna cut like a trim And if he act like he know, I let him fuck it again I got them bars, Im indicted Im poppin, Im uninvited I said, Just lick on the clitoris, nigga, dont fuckin bite it I ride his in a circle I turn Stefan into Urkel I go arounds and arounds and Ima go down in slow motion The-then I pick it up, look at it I said, Daddy, come get at it, uh Yellow brick road, he said that I am a wiz at it Yeah, they want it, want it You know I flaunt it, flaunt it Im a trendsetter, everything I do, they do Yeah, I put em up on it, on it ¡Dimelo, papi, papi! Yo quiero sloppy, sloppy Ill give it to you if you beat it up like Pacqui, Pacqui I-I-I-Ima kill em with the shoe No ceiling is in the roof And Im big, give me the loot 12 cylinders in the coupe I get dome with the chrome, no tellin when Ima shoot I just bang, bang, bang, real killas is in my group Gorillas is in my unit, vacationin where its humid And I shine, shine, shine, got diamonds all in my cubans Im in LA Times more than when niggas lootin And my flow spit crack, I think that nigga usin He done bodied everybody, in closing, these bitches losin Usin, usin up, a bitch movin No, I aint stuttered and no, I aint Ruben Damn, a bitch snoozin Shoutout to my Jews, lchaim, Rick Rubin Big fat titties, yes, they be protrudin I be like, fuck em, fuck em, bring the lube in I be like, fuck em, fuck em, bring the lube in

You know, dont you? Yeah Night of You know, dont you? Yeah Night of Uh, thinkin out loud I must have a quarter million on me right now Hard to make a song bout somethin other than the money Two things Im about it, talkin blunt and staying blunted Pretty women, are you here? Are you here right now, huh? We should all disappear right now Look, youre gettin all your friends and youre gettin in the car And youre comin to the house, are we clear right now, huh? You see the fleet of all the new things Cop cars with the loose change All white like I move things Niggas see me rollin and they mood change Like a muhfucka New flow, I got a dozen of em I dont trust you, you a undercover I could probably make some step-sisters fuck each other Talkin filets with the truffle butter Fresh sheets and towels, man she gotta love it Yeah, they all get what they desire from it What, tell them niggas we aint hidin from it You know, dont you? Yeah Night of You know, dont you? Yeah Night of Yo, thinkin out loud I must have about a milli on me right now And I aint talkin about that Lil Wayne record Im still the highest sellin female rapper, for the record Man, this a 65 million single sold I aint gotta compete with a single soul Im good with the ballpoint game, finger roll Ask me how to do it, I dont tell a single soul Pretty women, wassup? Is you here right now? You a stand-up or is you in your chair right now? Uhh, do you hear me? I cant let a wack nigga get near me I might kiss the baddest bitch if you dare me I aint never need a man to take care of me Yo, Im in that big boy, bitches cant rent this I floss everyday, but I aint a dentist Your whole style and approach, I invented And I aint takin that back, cause I meant it You know, dont you? Yeah Night of You know, dont you? Yeah Night of Uh, thinkin out loud I could be broke and keep a million dollar smile LOL to the bank, check in my account Bank teller flirtin after checkin my account Pretty ladies, are you here? Truffle butter on your pussy Cuddle buddies on the low, you aint gotta tell your friend That I eat it in the morning, cause she gon say I know Can I hit it in the bathroom? Put your hands on the toilet Ill put one leg on the tub, girl, this my new dance move I just dont know what to call it But, bitch, you dancing with the stars I aint nothin like your last dude Whats his name? — Not important I brought some cocaine if you snortin She became a vacuum, put it on my dick like carpet Suck the white off, white chocolate Im so heartless, thoughtless, lawless, and flawless Smallest, regardless, largest in charge And born in New Orleans, get killed for Jordans Skateboard, Im gnarly, Drake, Tunechi, and Barbie You know! You know, dont you? Yeah Night of You know, dont you? Yeah Night of

Ear Drummers 30, you a fool for this one Ah, this the strip club anthem, nigga, whats up? Young Money! Yeah, me and Mike WiLL pull up to AOD back to back Them AMG 63s Mike WiLL Made-It, nigga I tell all my hoes, Rake it up Break it down, bag it up Fuck it up, fuck it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes Rake it up Break it down, bag it up Fuck it up, fuck it up Fuck it up, fuck it up Fuck it up, fuck it up Rake it up, rake it up I made love to a stripper , first I had to tip her Twenty thousand ones , she said Im that nigga I said, Im that nigga, bitch, I already know it I come with bad weather , they say Im a storm VVSs in my charm, thats a Roc-A-Fella chain I was sendin bricks to Harlem back when Jay was still with Dame Im in Phillipe Chow , I got a Patek on Got a stripper with me, she picked up the check, homes She gon fuck it up, fuck it up She dont need make-up She gon rake it up, rake it up She gon tell a nigga pay up She said pay for the pussy, pay for the pussy Wait for the pussy, wait for the pussy Asked God to forgive me Cause I prayed for the pussy, prayed for the pussy I tell all my hoes, Rake it up Break it down, bag it up Fuck it up, fuck it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes Rake it up Break it down, bag it up Fuck it up, fuck it up Fuck it up, fuck it up Fuck it up, fuck it up Rake it up, rake it up Yo, yo Brought out the pink Lamborghini just to race with Chyna Brought the Wraith to Chyna just to race in China Lil bad Trini bitch but she mixed with China Real thick vagina, smuggle bricks to China I tell all my niggas , cut the check Buss it down, turn your goofy down pound Ima do splits on it, yes, splits on it Im a bad bitch, Ima throw fits on it Ima bust it open! Ima go stupid and be a ditz on it I dont date honey , cookie on tsunami All my niggas wife me once they get that good punani I think he need a Bonnie, I might just let him find me Never trust a big butt and a smile, word to Ronnie Re-rep Queens like Supreme, ask Webb and Nitti A-ask Bimmy and Joe, nigga, run me my dough Wr-wrist game is freezin like it wait in the cold Nickname is Nicki, but my name aint Nicole I tell all my hoes, Rake it up Break it down, bag it up Fuck it up, fuck it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes Rake it up Break it down, bag it up Fuck it up, fuck it up Fuck it up, fuck it up Fuck it up, fuck it up Rake it up, rake it up Well, Im the doughboy, the one they talkin about All these gossipin ass niggas got my name in they mouth I know the bad bitches but know niggas who bitches too They should bleed once a month cause thats what these bitches do You a and ya bitch should expose you All that pillow talkin, nigga, thats what the hoes do You a word to my nigga $hort We wont never write no statement, we aint showin up in court We dont do no gossipin, we dont do no arguin We dont beef on social sites, we just hit our target We dont do no rumors we dont dont pay no shooters You a little bitty bitch, you should work at Hooters You a old hater, you a fuckin cougar You a and he a and yall like twin sisters Respect ya hustle, get ya money baby, win with us Ya boyfriend actin like a then why you still with him? I tell all my hoes, Rake it up Break it down, bag it up Fuck it up, fuck it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes Rake it up Break it down, bag it up Fuck it up, fuck it up Fuck it up, fuck it up Fuck it up, fuck it up Rake it up, rake it up

Yeah, yeah, baby, is you drunk? Is you had enough? Are you here lookin for love? Ooh, ooh Got the club goin crazy All these bitches, but my eyes on you Is you somebodys baby? If you aint, girl, what we gon do? If your ego need it, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah Give it all up for you right now We got the club goin crazy All eyes, all eyes on you She was the baddest, I was the realest We was the flyest, up in the buildin We was countin this money, lovin the feelin Look at you now, in love with a hitta But now its all eyes on me, and it all lies on me To say somethin to your pretty ass Some hood shit, what you lookin at? Cause Im good for that, Birkin bags, Im good for that Might just be your plug for that You might fall in love with that, got love for that Whats your name? Who you with? Where you from? You the shit Choose and pick, get the right one All these chicks, got to like one All these hits, you got to like one All these bottles, got to like some All these models, got the right one What you gon do? Hide or run? Woah You ready? Baby, is you drunk? Is you had enough? Are you here lookin for love? Ooh, ooh Got the club goin crazy All these bitches, but my eyes on you Is you somebodys baby? If you aint, girl, what we gon do? If your ego need it, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah Give it all up for you right now We got the club goin crazy All eyes, all eyes on you Yo, he was the realest, I was the baddest, we was the illest When he approached me, I said, Yo what the deal is? In and out them dealers, rockin chinchillas I got him in the back of that bach, I think he catchin feelings Now its all eyes on us, and this all lies on trust And if them bitches wanna trip, tell em they tour guides on us This kitty cat on reclusive, he duck, duckin them gooses I put him on to that new new, now he only fuck with exclusives He was like My name Nick New York in this bitch You got the right one All them hoes, aint nothin like them Nigga, you know youd never wife them None of them niggas aint never hit this Still at the top of all they hit lists What they gon do? Meek and Nick Yeah, baby, is you drunk? Is you had enough? Are you here lookin for love? Ooh, ooh Got the club goin crazy All these hittas, but my eyes on you Is you somebodys baby? If you aint, boy, what we gon do? If your ego need it, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah Give it all up for you right now We got the club goin crazy All eyes, all eyes on you She was the baddest, he was the realest We was the fliest, we was the illest I was the realest, I was the baddest We was the fliest, up in the buildin

Ayo, look like Im goin for a swim Dunked on em, now Im swingin off the rim Bitch aint comin off the bench While Im comin off the court fully drenched Here go some haterade, get ya thirst quenched Styled on em in this Burberry trench These birds copy every word, every inch But gang gang got the hammer and the wrench I pull up in that quarter milli off the lot Oh, now she tryna be friends like I forgot Show off my diamonds like Im signed by the Roc Aint pushin out his babies til he buy the rock Ayo, I been on, bitch, you been corn Bentley tints on, Fendi prints on I mean I been Storm, X-Men been formed He keep on dialin Nicki like the Prince song I-I-I been on, bitch, you been corn Bentley tints on, Fendi prints on Ayo, I been north, Lara been Croft Plates say Chun-Li, drop the Benz off Oh, I get it, huh, they paintin me out to be the bad guy Well its the last time you gonna see a bad guy do the rap game like me I went and copped the chopsticks, put it in my bun just to pop shit Im always in the top shit, box seats, bitch, fuck the gossip How many of them coulda did it with finesse? Now everybody like, She really is the best You play checkers, couldnt beat me playin chess Now Im about to turn around and beat my chest Bitch, its King Kong, yes, its King Kong Bitch, its King Kong, this is King Kong Chinese ink on, Siamese links on Call me 2 Chainz, name go ding dong Bitch, its King Kong, yes, Im King Kong This is King Kong? Yes, Miss King Kong In my kingdom wit my Timbs on How many championships? What? Six rings on They need rappers like me They need rappers like me So they can get on their fucking keyboards And make me the bad guy, Chun-Li Ayo, I been on, bitch, you been corn Bentley tints on, Fendi prints on I mean I been Storm, X-Men been formed He keep on dialin Nicki like the Prince song I-I-I been on, bitch, you been corn Bentley tints on, Fendi prints on Ayo, I been north, Lara been Croft Plates say Chun-Li, drop the Benz off I come alive, I, Im always sky high Designer thigh highs, its my lifestyle I come alive, I, Im always sky high Designer thigh highs, its my lifestyle I need a Mai Tai, so fuckin sci-fi Give me the password to the fuckin wifi

If you hatin, you just need some pussy She fucked up when she gave me some pussy I said, I fuck you better than that other nigga She say, Tune Im bout to cum, I say, Im cummin wit ya She dont like them pretty niggas, sidity niggas She ride this dick, her titties jiggle, thats my pillows Thats because I sleep in that ho, hit it when I wake up Tell the pigs I say As-salamu alaykum, uhh My bitch a choosy lover, never fuck without a rubber Sweet yellow-bone thing, I call her Honey Mustard Pussy like a seashell, dick like a V-12 She say I drive her crazy, I say, Just keep on your seatbelt Bend it over, bust it open for me Baby bend it over, bust it open for me, yeah She say she love me, she just loves this dick Come put that million dollar pussy on me, make me rich Tunechi! She got that million dollar Million dollar ooh, ooh, ooh She got that million dollar Million dollar ooh, ooh, ooh And all I want to do is touch it Ooh, ooh, ooh Make her tap out, tap out Tap out, tap out, tap out And Ima make her tap out, tap out Tap out, tap out, tap out Crib made her tap out, sauna made her tap out Jet made her tap out, pilot with the map out Million on the diamonds, million on the kitchen Millions on the Maybach, glass top ceilings Million dollar pussy, sleepin on Versace Sleeping on Fendi, sleepin on Cavalli Married to the money, millions in the bank Alexander McQueen, rich in the paint I got that fuck you if you love me on some nigga shit She got the million dollar seven figure nigga rich We switch positions like we doin yoga in this bitch She get to shakin then stiff She got that million dollar Million dollar ooh, ooh, ooh She got that million dollar Million dollar ooh, ooh, ooh And all I want to do is touch it Ooh, ooh, ooh Make her tap out, tap out Tap out, tap out, tap out And Ima make her tap out, tap out Tap out, tap out, tap out Million dollar pussy, million dollar pussy Six inch, pumps, play with his balls, dunks Bald head, yup, dont want no Forrest, Gumps Dont let me tell ya, twice, already told ya, once Who-who-who-who-who got that baddest pussy on the planet? D-boys love me, they dont understand it Ohhhhh, deep throat M-m-m-m-million dollar pussy might pounce on that ass Threw them hundreds til I lose counts on that ass Max out all of them accounts on that ass Million dollar checks dont bounce on that ass Pull up in that You cant afford this Only rap bitch on the Forbes list Pussy jewelry make em say burr man R-r-r-r-r-rubs hands like Birdman She got that million dollar Million dollar ooh, ooh, ooh She got that million dollar Million dollar ooh, ooh, ooh And all I want to do is touch it Touch it and touch it and touch it, touch it And Ima make her tap out, tap out Tap out, tap out, tap out And Ima make her tap out, tap out Tap out, tap out, tap out Im in love with your Egyptian skin And your talk about religion I’m in prison with the pussy And Im ballin, no cushion

Yo Man, man Uh Bitches aint shit and they aint sayin nothing A hundred motherfuckers cant tell me nothing I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap Bitches aint shit and they aint sayin nothing A hundred motherfuckers cant tell me nothing I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap Man I been did that, man I been popped off And if she aint trying to give it up she get dropped off Let me bust that U-ie, bitch, bust that open Might spend a couple thou just to bust that open Rip it off, no joking, like your name Hulk Hogan Niggas move weight in the South, but live in Hoboken Bitch, I spit that crack, like Im in that trap So if you need a hit, then Im with that bat Bitches aint shit and they aint sayin nothing A hundred motherfuckers cant tell me nothing I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap Bitches aint shit and they aint sayin nothing A hundred motherfuckers cant tell me nothing I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap Okay now Nicki, Nicki, Nicki, put it in your kidney Got a new LS 450, aint no keys in this do-hicky If I werent rapping, Id be trapping If I werent trapping, Id be pimping If I werent pimping, Id be getting it, period I dont smoke no bobby, but my denim be from ricky Got your girl on molly and we smokin loud and drinkin Got my top back so you can see what I been thinkin If you know me then you know Ive been thinking Franklin Money, thousands, True Religion trousers Got a private home, started from them public houses Hair weave killer, causing her arousal Audi A8, told them outtie 5000, uh! Bitches aint shit and they aint sayin nothing A hundred motherfuckers cant tell me nothing I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap Bitches aint shit and they aint sayin nothing A hundred motherfuckers cant tell me nothing I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap Damn, damn, what they say about me? I dont know man, fuck is on your biscuit If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch I dont know man, Im shittin on your whole life Damn, damn, what they say about me? I dont know man, fuck is on your biscuit If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch I dont know man, Im shittin on your whole life Bitches aint shit and they aint sayin nothing A hundred motherfuckers cant tell me nothing I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap Man Im out in Texas, man, Im out in A-town Then Im up in Chi-town or Miami shuttin it down Its that New Orleans, its LA or The Bay Its New York, Philly, and the whole DMV Im a Detroit Player, man its North-South Cack Ohio, Pittsburgh, got St. Louis on deck Its Delaware, Connecticut, its New Jersey got hella bricks Its Queens, Brooklyn, and yeah, they wildin Bronx, Harlem, and Staten Island Bitches aint shit and they aint sayin nothing A hundred motherfuckers cant tell me nothing I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap I beez in the trap, bee beez in the trap Damn, damn, what they say about me? I dont know man, fuck is on your biscuit If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch I dont know man, Im shittin on your whole life Damn, damn, what they say about me? I dont know man, fuck is on your biscuit If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch I dont know man, Im shittin on your whole life

My anaconda dont, my anaconda dont My anaconda dont want none unless you got buns, hun Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit Bi-big dope dealer money, he was gettin some coins Was in shootouts with the law, but he live in a palace Bo-bought me Alexander McQueen, he was keeping me stylish Now thats real, real, real Gun in my purse, bitch, I came dressed to kill Who wanna go first? I had them pushing daffodils Im high as hell, I only took a half a pill Im on some dumb shit By the way, what he say? He can tell I aint missing no meals Come through and fuck him in my automobile Let him eat it with his grills and he tellin me to chill And he telling me its real, that he love my sex appeal Say he dont like em boney, he want something he can grab So I pulled up in the Jag, and I hit him with the jab like Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun My anaconda dont, my anaconda dont My anaconda dont want none unless you got buns, hun Oh my gosh, look at her butt Oh my gosh, look at her butt Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh my gosh, look at her butt Look at her butt, look at, look at, look at, look at her butt Thi-this dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles Di-dick bigger than a tower, I aint talking about Eiffels Real country-ass nigga, let me play with his rifle Pussy put his ass to sleep, now he calling me NyQuil Now that bang, bang, bang I let him hit it cause he slang cocaine He toss my salad like his name Romaine And when we done, I make him buy me Balmain Im on some dumb shit By the way, what he say? He can tell I aint missing no meals Come through and fuck him in my automobile Let him eat it with his grills, and he telling me to chill And he telling me its real, that he love my sex appeal He say he dont like em boney, he want something he can grab So I pulled up in the Jag, Mayweather with the jab like Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun... My anaconda dont, my anaconda dont My anaconda dont want none unless you got buns, hun Oh my gosh, look at her butt Oh my gosh, look at her butt Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh my gosh, look at her butt Look at her butt, look at, look at, look at, look at her butt Little in the middle but she got much back Little in the middle but she got much back Little in the middle but she got much back Oh my God, look at her butt My anaconda dont, my anaconda dont My anaconda dont want none unless you got buns, hun D-D-D-Dont, my anaconda dont... D-D-Dont want none unless you got buns, hun Oh my gosh, look at her butt Oh my gosh, look at her butt Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh my gosh, look at her butt Look at her butt, look at, look at, look at, look at her butt Yeah, he love this fat ass, hahahahahahahaha! Yeah, this one is for my bitches with a fat ass in the fucking club I said, where my fat ass big bitches in the club? Fuck those skinny bitches, fuck those skinny bitches in the club I wanna see all the big fat-ass bitches in the muthafuckin club Fuck you if you skinny, bitches, what? CYeah Hahahaha, rrrrrrr CYeah, I got a big fat ass, cyeah, come on!

M-M-Murda I dont need no, frauds I dont need no, drama when you call I dont need no, fake Soon as I wake up keep an eye out for the snakes, yeah Cause I dont need no, fraud I dont no, drama when you call I dont need no, lies Pick a side, pick a side I took the price, and lift that bitch up I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up I took the price, and lift that bitch up I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up Aye yo, throw your wrist-es up, all my bitches up These niggas is pussier than what? All them dicks is up All my real niggas down to ride, throw your GSXRs up I aint in the projects, but all my bricks is up, rrrr You cant be Pablo if your work aint sellin What the fuck is this bitch inhalin? I woulda helped you out that pit you fell in I am the generous queen! Ask Ms. Ellen Tried to drop Another One, you was itchin to scrap You exposed your ghostwriter, now you wish it was scrapped Heard your pussy on yuck, I guess you needed a Pap What type of bum bitch shoot a friend over a rack? What type of mother leave her one son over a stack? Lil Boogie down basic bitch thinkin she back Back to back, oh you mean, back to wack? Back to Back? Me and Drizzy laughed at that They say numbers dont matter but when they discussin the kings They turn around and say Lebron aint got six rings I never signed a 360, bitch you wild dumb Thats why Jay aint clear his verse for your album Sheneneh, you a fraud committin perjury I got before and after pictures of your surgery Rah took you to her doc, but you dont look like Rah Left the operating table, still look like nah Cause I dont need no, frauds I dont need no, drama when you call I dont need no, lies Pick a side, pick a side I took the price, and lift that bitch up I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up I took the price, yeah, and lift that bitch up I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up Yeah, yeah, never been no fraud Why do niggas that are not involved love to get involved? Why do niggas claim the streets and act just like the law? Riddles that I cannot seem to solve, man Cristal, come at me, Weezy F and Nick All come and spoke about your shit in 15 Man, I know you niggas saw this one comin My net worth sound like grrrrrr But they dont pay in cash Niggas see me like, What up, Killa? Man, please stop bringin up my past Id really love to leave that behind Sometimes I ask God, Man, why him? Like the team that I would never leave behind I really gotta ease off the wine Which is funny because I just saw Nick the other day And she keeps getting finer over time I just know I dont need no, frauds I dont need no, drama when you call I dont need no, lies Pick a side, pick a side I took the price, and lift that bitch up I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up I took the price, yeah, and lift that bitch up I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up Uh, I am not a fraud, YM, Im the god They dont make em like me no more, man, Im a dinosaur Blunt be tight as biker shorts, twisted like some handlebars Lil Tune out a cartoon or Avatar I just looked in the mirror like, Alright, alright, alright I would let that little nigga right there fuck my wife, word I dont need no fraud bitches in and out my life, word In and out my pockets and then in and out of sight, word I dont need no drama, I just need some nana Just told my lil mama, Babe, I think I love you, kinda Feelin like Tune-y Montana, Weezy, he get honored Drake a headliner, and Nicki, she get finer, word

Dum-da-de-da Do, do, do, do, do, do Its that Yoncé, your Yoncé In that lingerie, on that chardonnay Scoring touchdowns on your runway Im Texas forever, like Bun B And Im Ramboing 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 momma Want me to come around and give you good karma But no, we escalating, up in this bitch, like elevators Of course sometimes shit go down When its a billion dollars on an elevator Of course sometimes shit go down When its a billion dollars on an elevator Ha-ha! God damn, God damn, God damn!!! Momma taught me good home training My Daddy taught me how to love my haters My sister told me I should speak my mind My man made me feel so God damn fine You wake up, flawless, post up, flawless Ridin round in it, flawless, flossin on that, flawless This diamond, flawless, my diamond, flawless This rock, flawless, my Roc, flawless 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, ladies tell em Say I look so good tonight God damn, God damn Say I look so good tonight God damn, God damn, God damn I wake up looking this good And I wouldnt change it if I could And you can say what you want, Im the shit Im the shit, Im the shit, Im the shit I want everyone to feel like this tonight God damn, God damn, God damn! Looking Trinidadian, Japanese and Indian Got Malaysian, got that yaki, that wavy Brazilian, uh Them bitches thirsty, Im Hungarian Nicki, B, be eating diamond fangs, barbarian, rahhh Yo, like MJ doctor, they killing me Propofol, I know they hope I fall But tell em winning is my motherfuckin protocol Cause I score before I ever throw the ball These bitches washed up and aint no fuckin soap involved, uh This every hood nigga dream, fantasizin bout Nicki and B Curvalicious, pussy served delicious Mayday, mayday, Earth to bitches Slap these hoes on they ass, like we birthing bitches Uh, The Queen of Rap, slayin with Queen B If you aint on the team, you playin for team D Cause we A-listers, uh we paid sisters This watch right here, done phased blizzards I confess, I woke up like this All this drank in my cup like this All this ass on that flawless dick Instagram, another flawless pic Flawless city, with these flawless titties I got all these hundreds, you got all them fifties Im with some flawless bitches, cause they more than pretty Cause niggas love bad bitches that be on they grizzly Throw that ass back, I be on my frisbee Princess-cut diamonds, on my Disney He want Monster Nicki, in Sri Lanka I told him, Meet me at the Trump, Ivanka I said Come here, let me show you, how this cookie taste This that, Yeah nigga, eat the cookie face 1.4K

Drank Young Money 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 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 Swalla-la-la Freaky, freaky gyal My freaky, freaky gyal Shimmy shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yah Bad girls gon swalla-la-la Bust down on my wrist in this bitch My pinky-ring bigger than his Met her out in Beverly Hills, ayy Dolla got too many girls, ayy Met her out in Beverly Hills All she wear is red bottom heels When she back it up, put it on the Snap When she droppin low, put it on the Gram DJ poppin, she gon swallow that Champagne poppin, she gon swallow that 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 Swalla-la-la Freaky, freaky gyal My freaky, freaky gyal 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 know, he know How yall wifing these thots? You dont 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 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 LeBrons nuts All you girls in here, if youre feeling thirsty Come on take a sip cause you know what Im servin 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 Swalla-la-la Young Money Swalla-la-la J.D Freaky, freaky gyal Swalla-la-la My freaky, freaky gyal Swalla-la-la My freaky, freaky gyal Swalla-la-la My freaky, freaky gyal Derulo

You might think youve peeped the scene You havent, the real ones far too mean The watered-down one, the one you know Was made up centuries ago They made it sound all wack and corny Yes, its awful blasted boring Twisted fictions, sick addiction Well, gather round, children, zip it, listen Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I fantasized bout this back in Chicago Mercy, mercy me, that Murciélago Thats me the first year that I blow How you say broke in Spanish? Mi no hablo Me drown sorrow in that Diablo Me found bravery in my bravado DJs need to listen to the models You aint got no fuckin Yeezy in your Serato? Stupid, but what the hell do I know? Im just a Chi-Town nigga with a Nas flow And my chick in that new Phoebe Philo So much head, I woke up to Sleepy Hollow Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Look like a fat booty Celine Dion Sex is on fire, Im the King of Leona Lewis Beyond the truest Hey, teacher, teacher, tell me how do you respond to students? And refresh the page and restart the memory? Re-spark the soul and rebuild the energy? We stopped the ignorance, we killed the enemy Sorry for the night demons that still visit me The plan was to drink until the pain over But whats worse, the pain or the hangover? Fresh air, rollin down the window Too many Urkels on your team, thats why your wins low Dont make me pull the toys out, huh Dont make me pull the toys And fire up the engines, huh And then they make noise Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh At the mall, there was a seance Just kids, no parents Then the sky filled with herons Saw the devil in a Chrysler LeBaron And the hell, it wouldnt spare us And the fires did declare us But after that, took pills, kissed an heiress And woke up back in Paris Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh

They know what is what But they dont know what is what They just strut What the fuck? 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 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 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 Katy Perry They just know what is what Young Money But they dont know what is what They just know what is what But they dont know what is what They just strut Hahaha, yo What the fuck? 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 Swish, swish, bish Another one in the basket Cant touch this Another one in the casket They know what is what Do they know? 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...

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This one is for the boys with the boomin system Top down, AC with the cooler system When he come up in the club, he be blazin up Got stacks on deck like he savin up And he ill, he real, he might gotta deal He pop bottles and he got the right kind of build He cold, he dope, he might sell coke He always in the air, but he never fly coach He a mothafuckin trip, trip, sailor of the ship, ship When he make it drip, drip, kiss him on the lip, lip Thats the kinda dude I was lookin for And yes, youll get slapped if youre lookin, ho I said, excuse me, youre a hell of a guy I mean, my, my, my, my, youre like pelican fly I mean, youre so shy and Im loving your tie Youre like slicker than the guy with the thing on his eye, oh Yes, I did, yes, I did Somebody please tell em who the F I is I am Nicki Minaj, I mack them dudes up Back coupes up and chuck the deuce up Boy, you got my heartbeat runnin away Beatin like a drum and its comin your way Cant you hear that Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass? He got that super bass Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass Yeah, thats that super bass Boom, boom, boom, badoom Boom, boom, boom Boom, boom, boom, badoom Boom, boom, boom Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass He got that super bass Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass Yeah, thats that super bass This one is for the boys in the polos Entrepreneur niggas and the moguls He could ball with the crew, he could solo But I think I like him better when he dolo And I think I like him better with the fitted cap on He aint even gotta try to put the mack on He just gotta give me that look, when he give me that look Then the panties comin off, off, uh Excuse me, youre a hell of a guy You know, I really got a thing for American guys I mean, sigh, sickenin eyes I can tell that youre in touch with your feminine side, uh Yes, I did, yes, I did Somebody please tell em who the F I is I am Nicki Minaj, I mack them dudes up Back coupes up and chuck the deuce up Boy, you got my heartbeat runnin away Beatin like a drum and its comin your way Cant you hear that Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass? He got that super bass Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass Yeah, thats that super bass Boom, boom, boom, badoom Boom, boom, boom Boom, boom, boom, badoom Boom, boom, boom Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass He got that super bass Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass Yeah, thats that super bass See, I need you in my life for me to stay Know, know, know, know, know, I know youll stay No, no, no, no, no, dont go away, hey Boy, you got my heartbeat runnin away Dont you hear that heartbeat comin your way? Oh, it be like Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass Cant you hear that Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass? Boy, you got my heartbeat runnin away Beatin like a drum and its comin your way Cant you hear that Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass? He got that super bass Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass Yeah, thats that super bass Boom, boom, boom, badoom Boom, boom, boom Boom, boom, boom, badoom Boom, boom, boom Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass He got that super bass Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass Yeah, thats that super bass

She got a body like an hourglass But I can give it to you all the time She got a booty like a Cadillac But I can send you into overdrive, oh Youve been waiting for that Step on up, swing your bat See, anybody could be bad to you You need a good girl to blow your mind, yeah Bang bang into the room Bang bang all over you Wait a minute, let me take you there Wait a minute til you Bang bang there goes your heart Back, back seat of my car Wait a minute, let me take you there Wait a minute til you She mighta let you hold her hand in school But Ima show you how to graduate No, I dont need to hear you talk the talk Just come and show me what your momma gave ya, baby I heard youve got a very big Mouth but don’t say a thing See, anybody could be good to you You need a bad girl to blow your mind Bang bang into the room Bang bang all over you Wait a minute, let me take you there Wait a minute til you Bang bang there goes your heart Back, back seat of my car Wait a minute, let me take you there Wait a minute til you You know what, girls? Let me show you how to do it It’s Myx moscato, it’s frizz in a bottle, it’s Nicki Full Throttle, it’s oh, uh Swimming in The Grotto, we winning in the lotto, we dipping in the Powder Blue four-door Kitten so good, its dripping on wood, get a ride in the engine that could go Batman, robbin it, bang bang, cockin it, Queen Nicki dominant, prominent Its me, Jessie, and Ari, if they test me, they sorry Ride his uh like a Harley then pull off in his Ferrari If he hangin we bangin, phone rangin, he slangin It aint karaoke night but get the mic ‘cause Im singin Uh, B to the A to the N to the G to the, uh B to the A to the N to the G to the, hey See, anybody could be good to you You need a bad girl to blow your mind, your mind Hey Bang bang into the room Bang bang all over you Wait a minute, let me take you there Wait a minute til you Bang bang there goes your heart Back, back seat of my car Wait a minute, let me take you there Wait a minute til you Bang bang into the room Bang bang all over you , yo, I said Bang, bang, bang, ba—bang, bang Bang, bang, bang, bang, ba—bang, bang Bang bang there goes your heart Back, back seat of my car Wait a minute, let me take you there Wait a minute til you

Fallin, dreamin, talkin in your sleep I know you want to cry all night, all night Plottin, schemin, findin Reason to defend all of your violent nights Promise me you will see Dont you grow up in a hurry, your momll be worried, aw It was all part of the story, even the scary nights Thank you for all of the glory, you will be remembered, aw Thank you to all of the heroes of the night They gotta repaint the colors, the lie is wearin off Reality is upon us, colors drippin off Colors drippin off Niggas is savage, niggas is monsters Niggas is pimps, niggas is players Til niggas have daughters, now they precautious Father, forgive me, Im scared of the karma Cause now I see women as somethin to nurture Not somethin to conquer I hope she like Nicki, I make her a monster Not havin ménages, Im just bein silly I answered the door like Will Smith and Martin Nigga, do we have a problem? Matter fact, Marlon, this aint Meet the Fockers Ill beat his ass, pray I beat the charges No, Daddy dont play, not when it come to they daughters Dont do no yoga, dont do pilates Just play piano and stick to karate I pray your bodys draped more like mine And not like your mommys Just bein salty, but niggas is nuts And I am a nigga, I know what they want I pray that you dont get it all at once Curves under your dress, I know its pervs all on the net All in the comments, you wanna vomit Thats your baby, you love her to death Now she cuttin class and hangin with friends You break a glass and say it again She cant comprehend the danger she in If you whoop her ass, she move in with him Then he whoop her ass, you go through it again But how you the devil rebukin the sin? Lets pray we can put this behind us I swear that these times is the wildest She got the scars, they serve as reminders Blood still on her pajamas But yesterday is dead, yeah, moment of silence Next, shell be off to college and then at the altar Cause she know that niggas is savage, niggas is monsters Niggas is pimps, niggas is players, til niggas have daughters Niggas is pimps, niggas is players, til niggas have daughters Dont you grow up in a hurry, your momll be worried, aw It was all part of the story, even the scary nights Thank you for all of the glory, you will be remembered, aw Thank you to all of the heroes of the night They gotta repaint the colors, the lie is wearin off Reality is upon us, colors drippin off Colors drippin off Im saying it like... I want a daughter like Nicki, aw, man, I promise Ima turn her to a monster, but no ménages I dont know how you saying it but, let em hear this

I-I-I-I can make your bed rock I-I-I-I can make your bed rock, girl I-I-I-I can make your bed rock I-I-I-I can make your bed rock Uh, she got that good-good, she Michael Jackson bad Im attracted to her, or her attractive ass And now we murderers, because we kill time I knock her lights out and she still shine I hate to see her go but I love to watch her leave But I keep her running back and forth; soccer team Cold as a winters day, hot as a summers eve Young Money thieves steal your love and leave I like the way you walking if you walking my way Im that Red Bull, now lets fly away Lets buy a place, with all kind of space Ill let you be the judge, and-and-and Im the case Im Gudda Gudda, I put her under I see me with her, no Stevie Wonder She dont ever wonder, cause she know she bad And I got her, nigga: grocery bag Ooh baby, I be stuck to you like glue, baby Wanna spend it all on you, baby My room is the G-spot Call me Mr. Flintstone, I can make your bed rock I-I-I-I can make your bed rock I-I-I-I can make your bed rock, girl I-I-I-I can make your bed rock I-I-I-I can make your bed rock Okay, I get it, let me think, I guess its my turn Maybe its time to put this pussy on your sideburns He say Im bad, he probly right He pressing me like button-downs on a Friday night Im so pretty like, be on my pedal bike Be on my low starch, be on my egg whites He say, Nicki dont stop, you the bestest And Id just be coming off the top, asbestos I love your sushi roll, hotter than wasabi I race for your love, Shaken Bake Ricky Bobby Im at the W, but I cant meet you in the lobby Girl, I gotta watch my back, cause Im not just anybody I seen em stand in line just to get beside her I let her see the Aston and let the rest surprise her Thats when we disappear, you need GPS to find her Oh, that was your girl? I thought I recognized her Ooh baby, I be stuck to you like glue, baby Wanna spend it all on you, baby My room is the G-spot Call me Mr. Flintstone, I can make your bed rock I-I-I-I can make your bed rock I-I-I-I can make your bed rock, girl I-I-I-I can make your bed rock I-I-I-I can make your bed rock She like tanning, I like staying in She like romance and I like rolling with friends She said Im caged in, I think her conscience is Shes watching that Oxygen, Im watching ESPN But when that show ends, she all over my skin, lotion Slow-mo motions, rollercoastin Like back, forth, hold it She poses like its for posters and I poke like Im suppose to Take this photo if you for me, she said: Dont you ever show this! Im too loyal and too focused To be losing and be hopeless When I spoke this, she rejoiced it, said Your words get me open So I closed it, where your clothes is? Im only loving for the moment She aint got a man, but shes not alone Miss Independent, yeah, she got her own Hey gorgeous, um, I mean flawless, well Thats what you are, how I see it is how I call it, yeah Look-look at how she walk, m-hmm, she know she bad Do-do your thang baby, I aint even mad And I ain’t leavin fast, Ima stay awhile Hold your head, Chris, I-Ima take it down! Ooh baby, I be stuck to you like glue, baby Wanna spend it all on you, baby My room is the G-spot Call me Mr. Flintstone, I can make your bed rock I-I-I-I can make your bed rock I-I-I-I can make your bed rock, girl I-I-I-I can make your bed rock I-I-I-I can make your bed rock Ooh baby, I be stuck to you like glue, baby Wanna spend it all on you, baby My room is the G-spot Call me Mr. Flintstone, I can make your bed rock I-I-I-I can make your bed rock I-I-I-I can make your bed rock, girl I-I-I-I can make your bed rock I-I-I-I can make your bed rock

Til we get it Ima get it Til we get it Til we get it Ima get it Til we get it You say all you need is consistent love When I try, I swear its never enough, I messed up Maybe this thing here just aint meant for us Baby, you let go and I pull you back I let go, you aint havin that We do it like rock stars Sexin in my hotel room and we so loud Higher than a smoke cloud Shades on, doin 95 with the top down I might sound crazy Cause we be goin back and forth One minute I hate you, then I love you Thats how it is ‘Til we get it right we gon fuck some more Til we get it, Ima get it Ima get it, til we get it, til we get it ‘Til we get it right we gon fuck some more Ima get it, Ima get it Til we get it, til we get it, Ima get it Why is it all so complicated? Baby, this should be simple, its drivin me mental But when you back it up, it really drives me crazy And you know what Im into Make me forget what we arguin about, ayy We do it like rock stars Sexin in my hotel room and we so loud Higher than a smoke cloud Shades on, doin 95 with the top down I might sound crazy Cause we be goin back and forth One minute I hate you, then I love you Thats how it is ‘Til we get it right we gon fuck some more Til we get it, Ima get it Ima get it , til we get it, til we get it ‘Til we get it right we gon fuck some more Ima get it, Ima get it Til we get it , til we get it, Ima get it He dont know me but he settin up to blow me, uh Said my Twitter picture mind him of Naomi, uh On the low, I used to holla at his homie, uh Fuck it, now Im bout to ride him like a pony, yeah Okay, thug prolly, yo, come polly He wanna fuck a bad Dolly and pop Molly I hope your pockets got a motherfuckin pot belly Or is it that you never ball? John Salley He had the Rolls in the Royce, the tone in his voice Dont want a good girl, naw, hoes is his choice D-D-Dick on H, p-p-p-pussy on W Mouth on open, a-a-ass on smother you A-A-Ass on the cover too, Elle Magazine Vroom, vroom, vroom, get gasoline Could I be your wife? Naw, we could bang though I got these niggas whipped, call me Django ‘Til we get it right we gon fuck some more Til we get it, Ima get it Ima get it , til we get it, til we get it ‘Til we get it right we gon fuck some more Ima get it, Ima get it Til we get it , til we get it, Ima get it

Dem-dem-dem-dem dem-dem Dem-dem-dem-dem Dem-dem-dem-dem dem-dem Dem-dem-dem-dem Uh, Im in my prime, Optimus Sagittarius, so you know Im an optimist Man, keep it all real, Im a prophetess So at least you took an L off your bucket list Its time to make hits and its time to diss How you still dissin, still cant find some hits? Was it worth it, dummy? I aint mind a bit Still on that show gettin no chips, time to dip I, I, I, I-I, I-I, I Im still fly, just bagged a white guy Ritchie like Guy and I still eat Thai Want the Nicki cheat code? Come on, bitch, nice try Lets be real, all you bitches wanna look like me Wanna be in demand, get booked like me Wanna run up in the lab and cook like me But aint nan you hoes pussy good like me Pussy so good his ex wanna still fight me Face so pretty bitches wish they could slice me She just mad cause he never bought her ice like me I cut all my niggas off, but they would still wife me Rap bitches tell they team, Make em like Barbie Had to come off IG so they cant stalk me All they do is copy looks, steal music too Want to see what bitches do when they lose the blue-print I mean the pinkprint, ho, let it sink in I spoke to Jay the other day, hes still the kingpin Hes still the only nigga that I woulda signed to If I aint sign to Waynes perfectly designed crew Cause we the big three, dont need a big speech We made the biggest impact, check the spreadsheet Thats Lil Weezy, the Barbie and Drizzy Drake Niggas gettin more cheese, kissy face Im a bad bitch, fuck the bitch Bitch get slick, Ima cut the bitch Im a bad bitch, suck some dick If that bitch get slick, Ill cut the bitch Ill cut up the bitch, Ill gut the bitch Had to fuck up the bitch, man, fuck the bitch Wont shoot her but I will gun-butt the bitch When we say Fuck the bitch, dick up the bitch She was stuck-up so my niggas stuck up the bitch Still draggin her so dont pick up the bitch Get the combination to the safe, drug the bitch Know the whole operation been bugged the bitch I, I, I, I-I, I-I, I Im still fly, just bagged a white guy Ritchie like Guy and I still eat Thai Want the Nicki cheat code? Come on, bitch, nice try Lets be real, all you bitches wanna look like me Wanna be in demand, get booked like me Wanna run up in the lab and cook like me But aint nan you hoes pussy good like me Pussy so good his ex wanna still fight me Face so pretty bitches wish they could slice me She just mad cause he never bought her ice like me I cut all my niggas off, but they would still wife me They would still wife me They would still wife me Yup, him too, he would still wife me Ahh, ha When it come to stealin flows, these birds is fluent But they stutter when get asked bout the queens influence When its clear they bite me, Im flattered they like me I dont wanna check bitches, tell em wear their Nikes Barbie tingz, thats Barbie tingz Big Barbie tingz, thats Barbie tingz Big Barbie tingz, thats Barbie tingz Uh, Barbie dreamhouse, Barbie rings Thats Barbie beach house, Barbie Benz Uh, Barbie white picket Barbie fence All tea, all shade, bitch, all offense If you ever try to confiscate Barbies Ken Ima put you in the box where my dollies been Chop it up and the next stop garbage bin Cause you hoes too old to be gossipin Im just tryna find out when the new Porsche come in

Another one We The Best Music! Yo, he aint messin with no average chick, pop, pop He got Nicki, he know that he hit the jackpot Every baller tryna score, check them shot clocks But I hit em with them Bron-Iguodala blocks Eat the cake and he suck on my toes, yes Hittin them home runs, I be like Go Mets! I want a dude that still kiss me when he mad Type to cop me diamonds, he can miss me with them bags Girl, we been right here, thinkin bout it all night Baby, you should be up in my bed, ooh Do you mind, do you mind? Baby, you Do you mind? Do-do you mind? Do you mind? Im just tryna get to know ya Get a little closer, maybe post up, ooh Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind? Do-do you mind? Do you mind? Girl, we been right here, thinkin bout it all night Baby, you should be up in my bed, ooh Do you mind, do you mind? Baby, you Do you mind? Do-do you mind? Do you mind? You know, you know, you know, you know He aint got forever and ever You know, you know, you know, you know Let me be the one, baby, you deserve better You know, you know, you know, you know We aint got forever and ever You know, you know, you know, you know Let me be the one, baby, do you mind? Do you mind? Oh, do you mind if I talk to you? And do you mind if I touch you there? Girl, you know you cant do no better, baby I know that it dont get no better than me Lets not waste the time You aint gotta hold back cause once I get inside You wont change your mind, you know that you can take it No need to hesitate, I need it, impatient Im not used to waiting , I want you to give it to me Come on let me taste it, until I get enough Hope youre ready cause Ima beat it up Do you mind when Ima have it? Know how to heat it up, yeah I should, I should be the one, baby, you gon learn that Girl, I know your body, know where every curve at We be going all night, til the early Know you, know you wanna take off when you on my runway We aint gotta talk, bodies conversate Baby, by the way I touch you, you know what Im saying Oh, oh, oh, ride it slow Oh, oh, oh Im just tryna get to know ya Get a little closer, maybe post up, ooh Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind? Do-do you mind? Do you mind? Girl, we been right here, thinkin bout it all night Baby, you should be up in my bed, ooh Do you mind, do you mind? Baby, you Do you mind? Do-do you mind? Do you mind? You know, you know, you know, you know He aint got forever and ever You know, you know, you know, you know Let me be the one, baby, you deserve better You know, you know, you know, you know We aint got forever and ever You know, you know, you know, you know Let me be the one, baby, do you mind? Do you mind? Man with all this red carpet shit, baby You know what Im saying, Future Hendrix Ima do that favor, drippin flavor in you two piece Ima keep my promise, never treat you like a groupie Calamari dinners, got you eatin raw sushi Still in the trap, but I like my bitches bougie Two cups of styrofoam, excuse me lil mama I can hold you down, be your friend and your lover You want watches, new Versaces, you want Céline Top back, screamin money aint a ting Seein two G-wagons in my driveway FaceTime, two black bottles by my fireplace Fell out with your peoples so you took the pictures down Instagram aint been the same since you so distant now Took you shoppin in other places that I wont name First time your friends really got to see Balmain 20 million cash, seen it there with my two eyes We the best and I told you this back in 05 Im just tryna get to know ya Get a little closer, maybe post up, ooh Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind? Do-do you mind? Do you mind? Girl, we been right here, thinkin bout it all night Baby, you should be up in my bed, ooh Do you mind, do you mind? Baby, you Do you mind? Do-do you mind? Do you mind? Ooh, just in case you need me, I dont mind, uh Yo, tell them what to do, tell them what to do Tell them what to do When you see a bad bitch in front of you, baby Yeah, assume the position Im just tryna get to know ya Get a little closer, maybe post up, ooh Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind? Do-do you mind? Do you mind? Girl, we been right here, thinkin bout it all night Baby, you should be up in my bed, ooh Do you mind, do you mind? Baby, you Do you mind? Do-do you mind? Do you mind?

Pills and potions Were overdosin Im angry, but I still love you Pills and potions Were overdosin Cant stand it, but I still love you I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love I still lo-o-ove I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love I still love I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love I still lo-o-ove I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love I still love Ayo They could never make me hate you Even though what you was doin wasnt tasteful Even though you out here lookin so ungrateful Ima keep it movin, be classy and graceful I told em its no friends in the game, you aint learn that yet All the bridges you came over, dont burn that yet Niggas want respect, but niggas aint earn that yet Self-righteous and entitled but they swearin on the Bible That they love you when, really, they no different from all your rivals But I still dont wish death on em, I just reflect on em Pills and potions Were overdosin Im angry, but I still love you Pills and potions Were overdosin Cant stand it, but I still love you I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love I still lo-o-ove I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love I still love I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love I still lo-o-ove I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love I still love Yo Peoplell love you and support you when its beneficial Ima forgive, I wont forget, but Ima dead the issue Soon as you outta niggas lives is when they start to miss you They see you doin good, now its kinda hard to diss you Niggas be sick when they remember all the bad they wished you Niggas be mad when they cant come and live lavish wit you Bu-bu-but I sped off in the Benzy I see the envy when Im causin a frenzy So I pop pills for em Cop cribs in the hills on em Pills and potions Were overdosin Im angry, but I still love you Pills and potions Were overdosin Cant stand it, but I still love you I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love I still lo-o-ove I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love I still love I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love I still lo-o-ove I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love I still love I get high off Your memory I get high off Your memory I get high off Your memory In due time Well be fine In due time I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love I still lo-o-ove I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love I still love I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love I still lo-o-ove I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love I still love

Mike WiLL Made-It, nigga SremmLife Black Barbies in the city Fat ass and pretty titties Get dummies for they money You sent flowers but I wish I didnt receive ’em All your lies I wish I didnt believe em That boy is a real pussy pleaser All that fetty but he never met Masika Tuck the chrome 22 in his sneaker El Chapo but he crazy like La Quica Young girls always lookin for a soulmate But I shoulda listened to what momma told me Furry moon boots, shades Dita Too high to give a shit about PETA Sativa so strong Im not blinkin What in the world was I thinkin? New day, new money to be made New things for them to imitate Im a fuckin black barbie Pretty face, perfect body Pink seats in the Rari Always fuck him like Im sorry Who the fuck is gon’ protect her? If I really gotta check her Peter Piper picked a pepper And my cake is triple decker No Flex Zone, No Flex Zone No Flex Zone I see these silly nigga’s flexin, it’s a no zone You gon be floatin in dem rivers like you know Joan Island girl, Donald Trump want me go home Still pull up with my wrist lookin like a snowcone She said she got a hit record, I said Oooh shit! Picked up my phone cause I had to call Bullshit! These bitches havin’ nightmares of my new shit These bitches pussy and they dont ever do shit Hahaha, get it? Douche-...hahahahahahaha Half a mili on the Maybach Pullman, bought it Now Im prayin all my foreigns dont get deported Niggas love me so much they be sendin me gifts And these clown niggas actin, Ima send em some skits Bitches cant rap for shit, Ima send em some tips All these bitches is my sons, should be suckin my tits Now usually I dont do this, Im Popeye, shes Brutus Usually Im a Christian but this peace is Buddhist All of my niggas draw but none of them cartoonists Usually Im the baddest, usually Im the cutest Usually Im the flyest, usually youre the stewardess And we aint playin ball but usually its some shooters Are these bitches drunk? These bitches aint lucid Go against the queen your career will be elusive Where your plaques at? Where them stocks? Word to NASDAQ Bitches ass-back, they was never in my tax-brack That girl is a real crowd pleaser Small world, all her friends know of me Young bull living like an old geezer Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly Frat girls still tryna get even Haters mad for whatever reason Smoke in the air, binge drinking They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

Watch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm You need that? I got it, this cash, my pockets The Cat one hundred, you need that? I got it Need it, got it, cash, pockets Bands on me, sticks on me You need that? I got it, this cash, my pockets The Cat one hundred, you need that? Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I know you dont like me, you wanna fight me You dont want no problems at your party, dont invite me I dont worry bout you niggas, please stop talking bout me Always talking bout me cause you looking for the clouty 6ix-nina, the 9ine-nina Riding in a two-seater with two ninas Baby got that Aquafina, its cocaina Smoking on that OG reefer, no TMZ-a Forgiatos on a Benz truck, make her friends fuck Told her she could get Chanel if she let my friends fuck Stars shining in the Rolls Royce, it got red guts Wait, hold up, nah, I still dont give a fuck Vroom, vroom, G5, vroom, vroom, we high You the type of nigga that I never wanna be like You a type of bitch that will never get a reply Hi, hater, bye, hater, vroom Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dollar, dollar bill, come get her Even your man know Nickis do it better I know you dont like me, you wanna fight me Always on my page, never double-tap like me Baddies to my left and my right Never chase a corny nigga, put that on my life Just put it in his face, all this cake, he wanted a taste We sippin on that Ace, itty-bitty waist, pretty face Yeah, eat it, Cookie Monster He a slave to this pussy, call me master Real wet, I said, Slurp it like its pasta They get nervous when its Nicki on the roster Somebody usher this nigga into a clinic My flows still sick, I aint talkin a pandemic I write my own lyrics, a lot of these bitches gimmicks They study Nicki style, now all of them wan mimic Talkin bout snitches when its snitches in your camp Never stand alone, you always itchin for a stamp Me, Im still money, wrists light up like a lamp They gon have to send they best fighter for the champ Racks, I got em, Mary, Im poppin They keep hatin, but still watchin Check the boards, Im still toppin Bustdown or plain jane, I got options Its a bunch of mini-mes, Im the one they mockin Showed you how to get a bag, now you goin shoppin When I come out, all the snake bitches start plottin When I come out, its a sweep, bitches start moppin Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep on throwin that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Watch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm If he like, I throw it fast, real fast, fast, fast He singin my old song, yellin, Ass, ass, ass They be speedin, tryna beat me, then they crash, crash, crash Still a hundred like the number on my dash, dash, dash That real ass aint keep your nigga home

My bitch drive a all-white Range Couldnt hit it if you niggas had aim Lames cant call and you a lame You had it then you lost it, Hall of Shame I can buy a Bentley, dont talk to me For a show 150, dont talk to me You aint never helped your mans, dont talk to me You just follow all the trends, dont talk to me Ayy, I set the bar, Im the fuckin bar Look in the sky, Im a fuckin star I dont fall in love cause I be lovin hard Do everything like my shirt, extra large I dont care, Ill crash a Ghost Got two cribs in two states, I be doing the most I got white-folks money that I wont blow And if you ask why, cause the white folks dont Big bank take lil bank, bank Big bank take lil bank, bank Type of money you gon need a safe Type of money you gon need a bank From the hood, its type of money make you stay awake Type of money, she gon let you put it in her face Big bank take lil bank, bank Big bank take lil bank, bank Everything proper, no propaganda Tropicana Goyard bandana Big sack, a lotta hoes like Santa Threw a birthday party in a Phantom Big shit like a dinosaur did it And you know Tity shinin like acrylic Yeah I sold dope and had cornrows I can you see niggas hatin with the door closed Now Im lookin for a glove with the sparkle on it And my CBD got chocolate on it Big bank take small-ass shit Bank account on some tall-ass shit Attitude on some Fuck you too Bankroll on What it do, boo? Meet me at the room, lets vibe And if I aint did it yet, Ill try Big bank take lil bank, bank Big bank take lil bank, bank Type of money you gon need a safe Type of money you gon need a bank From the hood, its type of money make you stay awake Type of money she gon let you put it in her face Big bank take lil bank, bank Big bank take lil bank, bank She said, Whatchu gon do if I leave? I said, Bitch, Ima do me B.I.G., bitch everything zoomed in Big bag on me lookin like Im movin in Got my foot in the door and we still here Im a first generation millionaire I broke the curse in my family not having shit Im passionate like girls thats after more than just cash and dick Feed me to the wolves, now I lead the pack and shit You boys all cap, Im more Colin Kaepernick Im rare as affordable health care Or going to wealth from welfare I turn my Ws to Ms, yeah, I flip those I might buy her red bottoms with the crypto Three coins, thatll pay ya whole semester But you gotta ride it better than a Tesla Big bank take lil bank, bank Big bank take lil bank, bank Type of money you gon need a safe Type of money you gon need a bank From the hood, its type of money make you stay awake Type of money she gon let you put it in her face Big bank take lil bank, bank Big bank take lil bank, bank Uh-oh! Back again Back to back, Maybach, stack the M’s Told em I met Slim Shady, bagged a Em Once he go black, hell be back again Tell them hoes that its crunch time, abdomen Yes, I cop mad Chanel and mad Given She did it again, imagine them Bout to make these bum bitches mad again Uh-oh! Back to them I lead the pack so my backs to them Yup, the queens back, whats happenin? Re-run, bout to make these bitches rap again Uh, diamond chains on my ankle Young Money in the cut like a shank, though Tell T.I.P. rubber bands in my bankroll Show my ass like a stank ho Big bank take lil bank Big bank take lil bank Type of money you gon need a safe Type of money you gon need a bank From the hood, its type of money make you stay awake Type of money she gon let you put it in her face Big bank take lil bank, bank Big bank take lil bank, bank

Yeah, you know it Mmm, this the remix Doja, rrr Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment Id let you had I known it, why dont you say so? Didnt even notice, no punches left to roll with You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so Every time I take a break, the game be so boring Pretty like Naomi, Cassie, plus Lauren Spittin like Weezy, Foxy, plus Lauryn Ball like the Rams, see, now thats Gordon They dont understand the bag talk, Im foreign When they think they top the queen, they start fallin Word to my ass-shots, Im so cheeky Got em tryna palm my ass like young Keke Yes, Im ghetto, word to Geppetto Plus Im little, wheres my stiletto? Tell Mike Jordan send me my Retros Used to be bi, but now Im just hetero Aint talkin medicine, but I made him more a fiend Ever since I put the cookie on quarantine He know this thing A1 like a felony All he gotta do is say the word like a spelling bee Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment Id let you had I known it, why dont you say so? Didnt even notice, no punches left to roll with You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so Let me check my chest, my breath right quick He aint ever seen it in a dress like this He aint ever even been impressed like this Prolly why I got him quiet on the set like zip Like it, love it, need it, bad Take it, own it, steal it, fast Boy, stop playing, grab my ass Why you actin like you shy? Shut it, save it, keep it pushin Why you beating round the bush? Knowin you want all this woman Never knock it til you try All of them bitches hating I have you with me All of my niggas sayin you mad committed Realer than anybody you had, and pretty All of the body-ody, the ass and titties Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment Id let you had I known it, why dont you say so? Didnt even notice, no punches left to roll with You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment Id let you had I known it, why dont you say so? Didnt even notice, no punches left to roll with You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so Yeah, you know it Yeah, you know it Yeah, you know it Yeah, you know it You coulda said so Boy, you shoulda said so Say so, say so I got dressed just to sit in the house People with the least always doin the most Im countin money while he suckin my toes Real nasty with them balls, all net, yeah, Im gross Why you talkin bout who body fake? With all them fillers in your face, you just full of hate That real ass aint keep your nigga home Now you lookin silly, thats word to silicone

If she respond to this DM, boy you fucked up She took your pictures off her Gram, yall must have broke up First she love you, then she blocked you, boy thats fucked up Its the remix and you know whats up Ayy, it go, it goes down in the DM It go down in the DM It goes down in the DM It go down in the DM I tell her, Snapchat me that pussy, mood Or FaceTime me that pussy if its cool Boy, my DM poppin My DM just caught a body If you screenshottin, you the police, 10 likes, you want OD Follow shawty then unfollow then follow back, thats so me She like, I killed him, bitch, I killed him, really killed him Bitch, you wouldnt look like that if you undid all them filters I seen your girl post her BM So I hit her in her DM All eyes, yeah I see em Yeah, thats your man? Id hate to be him It goes down in the DM It go down in the DM Your dick aint good enough to be stylin on me Yous a bitch ass nigga to keep on wildin on me Hit my side nigga, Quick, fast! Pull up in that quick, fast! I aint talkin pancakes, but he flip a brick fast A bunch of bad bitches, aint doin the dab, bitches Dobbie and some bangs, couple Cs on their bag, bitches Fuck you mean? Fuck your little memes Even Queen Bey had to tell em Im the queen Check the D, blessed indeed The executive producer, bitch, rest in peace Then he put his hands in my pants, felt them thick lips, and got wood He said, Kylie, wuss good? I said, Miley, wuss good? I said, Could you pay my bills, like OReilly? Wuss good? I just sit back and observe, all these niggas that I done curved If it go down in your DM, then baby boy, you lucky Cause 99.9%, of these fuckboys cant fuck me It goes down in the DM It go down in the DM It goes down in the DM It go down in the DM Yo, I seen your man post a quote, and a pic in bed So I hit him in the DM, like, Hey bighead Member when I was your woman crush?, He said, Yeah Told him that Im headed home, he could meet me there Try to beat me there, let me be clear Is you eatin ass too? Nigga, pinky swear Im just lookin for a dude, that could eat the twat Do he make more dough, than the pizza shop? Do he dress every day, like its Easter Sunday? Can he give me more head, than Peggy Bundy? Man, fuck I look like turnin down some dome? Man thats sorta like a dog turnin down some bone Nigga know that Im a 10, thats Celine on my lens I dont need another friend, its just me and my Ms I said, What you like about me? He said, That your ass fat He said, Would I let him eat this ice cream out my ass crack? He said that its abstract, he said, Yo, yo ass crack! I told him Im never frontin, then I threw that ass back It goes down in the DM It go down in the DM It goes down in the DM It go down in the DM I tell her... Snapchat me that pussy Snapchat me that pussy if its...cool Snapchat me that pussy Snapchat me that pussy if its...cool I seen your girl post her BM So I hit her in her DM All eyes, yeah I see em Yeah, thats your man? Id hate to be him It goes down in the DM It go down in the DM It goes down in the DM It go down in the DM

He said he came from Jamaica, he owned a couple acres A couple fake visas cause he never got his papers Gave up on love, fucking with them heart breakers But he was gettin money with the movers and the shakers He was mixed with a couple things, ball like a couple rings Bricks in the condo and grams to Sing Sing Left arm, baby mother tatted Five year bid up north when they ratted Anyway, I felt him, helped him, put him on lock, seat belt him Took him out to Belgium, welcome Bitches this pretty, thats seldom This box better than the box he was held in Im Momma Dee in that order, I call him Daddy like daughters He like it when I get drunk, but I like it when he be sober Thats top of the toppa, I never fuck with beginners I let him play with my pussy then lick it off of his fingers Im in the zone They holler at me, but its you You, this aint high school Me and my crew, we can slide through Give it to you whenever you want Put it wherever you want Baby, its yours Anywhere, everywhere Baby, its your world, aint it? Baby, its your world, aint it? She got a nigga at home, and one on the side Best friend is a dyke, they fucked around a few times Her and her momma alike, so all they do is fight I tell her make me some money, she tell me, Make me a wife I tell her, Bitch, you crazy, fuck wrong with you? And excuse my French, but Im a long kisser And then she try to tell me Im the only one thats hittin And I say, What about them niggas? She say, What about them niggas? You right, what you doing tonight? Put on something tight, dont judge me, I get life She love me like a brother, but fuck me like a husband Pussy like a oven, too hot to put my tongue in All I had to do is rub it, the genie out the bottle Pussy so wet, Ima need goggles She tell me thats its mine, I tell her stop lyin Mine and who else? She say worry bout yourself Lil Tune They holler at me, but its you You, this aint high school Me and my crew, we can slide through Give it to you whenever you want Put it wherever you want Baby, its yours Anywhere, everywhere Baby, its your world, aint it? Baby, its your world, aint it? I know you want it, boy I see you tryin Just keep on pushin Ima let you slide in Just close your eyes and This horizon Its ready, come get you some Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yo, yo, yo Whats up, whats the deal? Its your boy, Seven Up, man You already know if its up, then its stuck, and all that But you already know how it is, man Shout out to Nicki Minaj, man I just wanted to share, man, you already know Free makeup, mixtapes, and all that, you know how we give it up Got me yellin on a plane, man, listen up, man Uh-huh, uh-huh, yo, ayo I was on the plane with Dwayne You can call me Whitley, I go to Hillman Listen, Im the baddest in the school, the baddest in the game Excuse me, honey, but nobodys in my lane When you was in New York, you was fuckin a Yankee I was fuckin with base, I was pitchin to Franky These bitches so cranky, get em a hanky M-mommy, Im cold, gimme my bla- Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah! Okay, okay, woah, woah, Holiday Wait, hold on, hold on, Holiday! You cant give it to em dry like that You gotta get that shit wet first, nigga Like, come on now! You gotta prep them for shit like that They cant just get that shit right off the top Like, you gotta bring that shit back Bring that shit the fuck back! I think we got yalls attention now, right? Nicki Minaj, DJ Holiday, Mizay Entertainment Shouts out Trap-A-Holics, we run this! Lets go, Nicki! Uh-huh, uh-huh, yo, ayo I was on the plane with Dwayne You can call me Whitley, I go to Hillman Listen, Im the baddest in the school, the baddest in the game Excuse me, honey, but nobodys in my lane When you was in New York, you was fuckin a Yankee I was fuckin with base, I was pitchin to Franky These bitches so cranky, get em a hanky M-mommy, Im cold, gimme my blankie Flyer than a kite, I get higher than Rapunzel Keep the Snow White, I could buy it by the bundle Step your cookies up fore they crumble Dont be actin like the Cardinals and gon fumble Cause Im a Steeler, fresh up out the dealer All the dope boys gon feel her Flow so sick I need a healer Fuck is my MAC concealer? I be out in Queens on the back of four- Whee-whee-whee-whee-whee-whee-wheelers, Im a big deal Thats why I get more head than a pigtail Put some ranch out, I’m gettin the munchies I think Ill have a rap bitch for my entrée Cause they be thinking they can spit, spit-shine my shoes You know I keep a bad bitch, let me sign your boobs Im the only thing hoppin, like a kangaroo I mean the only thing poppin, like a can of brew Listen, you should buy a sixteen, cause I write it good That 808 woof-woof, cause I ride it good And bitches cant find they man, cause I ride it good Im the wolf, where is Little Red-a Riding Hood? Now, if you see a itty bitty piggy in the market Give that bitch a quarter and a car, tell her, Park it I dont fuck with pigs, like as-salamu alaykum I put em in a field, I let Oscar Mayer bake em And if you see a itty bitty piggy in the market Give that bitch a quarter and a car, tell her, Park it I dont fuck with pigs, like as-salamu alaykum I put em in a field and I let Oscar Mayer bake em, bitches Wow Its like I just single-handedly annihilated, you know, every rap bitch in the building Like, like, Im Nicki Minaj, Nicki Lewinsky, Nicki the Ninja, Nicki the Boss, Nicki the Harajuku Barbie Like, I mean, I dont even know why you girls bother at this point Like, give it up! Its me! I win! You lose Hahahahahahaha Oh, shit! Hahaha, yo Im a bad bitch, Im a, Im a bad bitch Im a bad bitch, Im a, Im a bad bitch Im a bad bitch, Im a, Im a bad bitch Im a bad bitch, Im a, Im a bad bitch Hahahahahaha I told you, I told you before I told you yall was gonna have to pick my fruit out Now listen, in addition to pickin my fruit out I want yall to start going to the boutiques Know what Im saying? Get some, get some, get some crazy shit for me I want, I want, you know, leopard-skin, and, you know? I want, I want all that crazy lizard-skin shit, like, you know? Make sure you... You can be my personal shopper! Hahahahahahahahahahahaha Aaaaayyyyooooo! Woo Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh

I like a woman with a future and a past A little attitude problem all good, itll make the shit last Dont make it too easy, girl, dont take it too fast Yeah, thats it right there, thats it, do it just like that Only you can do it just like that And I love it when your hair still wet cause you just took a shower Running on a treadmill and only eating salad Sound so smart like you graduated college Like you went to Yale, but you probably went to Howard, knowing you Weekend in Miami, tryna study by the pool Couple things due, but you always get it done Mightve been a time where I loved her too But you take that away and youve always been the one, one I wonder why the moon looks nice, girl Maybe its just right for the night You said niggas coming on too strong, girl They want you in they life as a wife Thats why you wanna have no sex, why you wanna protest Why you wanna fight for your right Cause you dont love them boys Pussy run everything, fuck that noise I know things get hard, but girl, you got it, girl, you got it, there you go Cant you tell by how they looking at you everywhere you go? Wonderin whats on your mind, it must be hard to be that fine When all these motherfuckers wanna waste your time Its just amazing, girl, and all I can say is Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so proud of you Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so proud of you Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so proud of you Everythings adding up, youve been through hell and back Thats why youre bad as fuck and you— B-b-b-bet I am All of them bitches Im badder than Mansions in Malibu, Babylon But I never mention everything I dabble in And I always ride slow when Im straddling And my shits so wet, you gotta paddle in Gotta r-r-row, gotta row your boat Its Pink Friday Records and OVO Done did the pop tour, Im the realest still The best legal team, so the deals is ill Its MAC, OPI, and a fragrance too Apparel, Im dominatin every avenue Cobblestone, good view, little gravel too Gotta pay for the entourage travel too Cause Im fl-fl-fly, Im flyin high Aint got time to talk, just hi and bye, bitch But baby, if you ask me to take a break Ill give it all away, dont care what the people say Could be a million, billion, trillion miles away He asked my sign, I said a Sag Im a star, sheriff badge Whats the point if Im guardin? Double-D up, hoes, Dolly Parton I know things get hard, but girl, you got it, girl, you got it, there you go Cant you tell by how they looking at you everywhere you go? Wondering whats on your mind, it must be hard to be that fine When all these motherfuckers wanna waste your time Its just amazing, girl, and all I can say is Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so proud of you Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so proud of you Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so proud of you Everythings adding up, youve been through hell and back Thats why youre bad as fuck and you know you are And all I can say is Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so proud of you And all I can say is Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so— Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so proud of you Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so proud of you Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so, Im so proud of you Everythings adding up, youve been through hell and back Thats why youre bad as fuck and you know you are

You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— Ayo, trophy wife, out, you won me Until you had to find out its one me No-now you benched, aww, your bum knee Now Im the bad guy, call me Chun-Li Cause you was slippin, yep, you clumsy And everything I peeped, cant just unsee Sips tea, and its unsweet Re-respect bad gyal when mi done speak Now he shooting his shot like drive-by Why-why-why you had to make me go call up my side guy? Ca-ca-cant let a f-boy eff up my nice vibes Yo, Ariana, come let me give you a high five The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— What did she say?, What did he say? You dont listen cause you know everything You dont even need dreams Tellin everybody, Stay woke, dont sleep Ah, gonna break that shit down You dont wait, tell em wait another round Ah, guess youre way above it now And thats your way to love it now How can they tell you shit that youve been through? They are so confused, who cares about their rationale? If it aint your view Thats the bottom line Know-it-all Give you a box of chances, every time you blow it all As if it were shade, you would just throw it all Its like youre trying not to glow at all Know-it-all The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole, stole, st-st-stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole, stole, stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole, stole, st-st-stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole, stole, stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— Why do we have chemistry? With a need for speed Doin things that trouble clings to And burns off our wings Ah, gonna break that shit down You dont wait, tell em wait another round Ah, guess youre way above it now And thats your way to love it now How can they tell you shit that youve been through? They are so confused, who cares about their rationale? If it aint your view Thats the bottom line You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— Know-it-all Give you a box of chances, every time you blow it all As if it were shade, you would just throw it all Its like youre trying not to glow at all Know-it-all The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole, stole, st-st-stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole, stole, stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole, stole, st-st-stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and instead— The light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole You wouldnt let anybody speak and inst—

Thats true , thats right She sippin Moet, and yeah I swear it get her wetter My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder No Im not a rat, but Im all about my cheddar Just talked to your homie, she said we should be together Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her Now you beggin this a doozy But beggars cannot be choosy Been the queen for eight summers Just tell them to call me Suzy This that Nicki, this that Uzi This Hennessy got me woozy Broke the Internet in 5411s and some Gucci The blue ribbons eatin sushi Its that real good coochie This that wet as Chattahoochee Fuck all yall like a hoochie Givin them bars since a teen I aint goin back to juvie I am Nicki Yamaguchi Cause I skate with the ice I dont say, Whats the price? Lookin like its a heist I been winnin all my life On a roll, its a dice Since that Itty Bitty Piggy Rep my city like committees If you fucked it up with Nicki You feel pretty fuckin shitty, uh Anyway, Im stoppin bags like the TSA Listen up you little bitches, its a PSA Im still shadin all these niggas, yeah the DITA way You gotta pay me flat bread, yeah the pita way I know youre sad and tired Youve got nothin left to give Youll find another life to live I know that youll get over it Wish I never ever ever told you things I was only, only tryna show you things Iced out heart on your neck tried to froze your ring I had to get a me a new bitch to hold the pain We was in Hawaii lookin at the ring She smilin happy, but Im laughin cause her mans a lame Damn, that just goes to show me money dont attract a thing Stuck to the plan even though you used to go with my mans I know it hurts sometimes, but youll get over it Youll find another life to live I swear that youll get over it And I know youre sad and tired Youve got nothin left to give Youll find another life to live I know that youll get over it See I tied up my Raf, you strapped up your Rick Diamonds on your neck, ice all on my wrist Complement my style She dont want me, Im runnin wild You know I respect her on that level She dont want me, then Ima let her Go over there with that broke fella Walk off my Saint Laurent, that leather My new chick, I swear that she better Want me back, never Thats true, thats right Shes sippin Moet, and yeah I swear it get her wetter My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder No Im not a rat, but Im all about my cheddar Just talked to your homie, she said we should be together Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her I know it hurts sometimes, but youll get over it Youll find another life to live I know that youll get over it I know it hurts sometimes, but youll get over it Youll find another life to live I know that youll get over it I know its over Check out my cold shoulder I know its over Cry on that hoe shoulder Mm-mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm-mm We-e used to be-e Kissin in the tree-e Member it was just you and me-e Kissin in the tree-e Member it was you was just you and me-e K-i-s-s-i-n-g K-i-s-s-i-n-g-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e Uh

Ass fat , Yeah, I know You just got cash? Blow some mo Blow some mo , blow some mo The more you spend it , the faster it go Bad bitches on the floor Its rainin hundreds , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Slim Jxmmi Hi, bye, hater , I flood the club with paper Shorty got a ass, some for now and some for later Somethin like Nickis , dancin like Maliah Im throwin all this money, Ima fuck around and buy her I can flick the money all night til my wrist tired If you put in work, this the night you gon retire You a bad bitch, I aint even gon deny her She told me, Throw that money, I said, Make it worth my while Im bout to empty out the ATM She doin tricks that make a nigga wanna spend Girl, you know you got me fascinated Just keep on dancin til Im outta paper Ass fat , Yeah, I know You just got cash? Blow some mo Blow some mo , blow some mo The more you spend it , the faster it go Bad bitches on the floor Its rainin hundreds , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Franklins rainin on your body Rainin on your body , rainin on your body Wont you do what I say? start rubbin on your body You like hunnids on your body? Girl, you need to get naughty Hold up, hold up Her eyes on me Is that your ho? if so, Ima get her fore the nights over DJ play my shit so Im finna crank up off in the VIP zone See the money go up and she dance on sight By the end of the night, she on indo Lemme see you make it clap on tempo Lemme see you get low like limbo Ass fat , Yeah, I know You just got cash? Blow some mo Blow some mo , blow some mo The more you spend it , the faster it go Bad bitches on the floor Its rainin hundreds , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Thugger! Come here, ho Mistletoe I got birdies Crows Lil bitty bitch wanna jump on the dick Im like, Bool, lets get it, lets get it I got these bitches kissin on these bitches I cant even count em, I fuck by the digits Swag terrific I might fuck this bitch in the kitchen Baby, dont use dirty dishes Or else you might whip up a brr My neck, my wrist is a brr She wan fuck my dawg, Im like woof Panoramic roof, I drop the coupe, boo Pull up with a bitch, she look like New New Its okay if I lie to you, bitch, my swag the truth Hey, she come right back, like them Davins do Fifty thousand, off fifty niggas, no caliber, bitch Ass fat , Yeah, I know You just got cash? Blow some mo Blow some mo , blow some mo The more you spend it , the faster it go Bad bitches on the floor Its rainin hundreds , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo

Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty Whatever you want, you can have from me I want your love, just lead me on Wont give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey ’Cause Im a sucker for ya Boom shang-a-lang-a-la Boom shang-a-lang-a-la Mmm, uh, yo, I got the money and the power now The G5ll get me out there in an hour now The MAC movin’ like crack, Im sellin powder now G-Game over, locker room, hit them showers now I got the trophies and the catalogue Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the catalogue Im buyin buildings, we dont buy the blogs The Nicki challenge when I fly to Prague, uh Cause Im a sucker for ya Boom shang-a-lang-a-la Boom shang-a-lang-a-la Uh, yo, who want it with Nicki now? I smoke ’em like hippies now They see me, say, Yippie, now Homes runnin’ like Griffey now They switchin like sissies now You niggas is iffy now Bitches tune switchin’ up We take em to Jiffy now Im thicker than peanut butter He nuttin like Skippy now He want me to be his wife His missus like sippi now, uh Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty Whatever you want, you can have from me I want your love, just lead me on Won’t give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey Cause Im a sucker for ya Boom shang-a-lang-a-la Boom shang-a-lang-a-la She invites me to the condo Uh-oh, wifeys in Chicago My side piece, but shes also Someones wife, so time we spend is borrowed But its our moment right here, fuck tomorrow Cause moments like these are to die for And shes clear, all nice and easy As hair when Im bleaching it blonde So we got that lightning in a bottle Shes tipsy, Im sober So she gets a chip on her shoulder Sits on the sofa, I go to load a Slick Rick song or throw some Souls of Mischief on She goes, All that old school hip-hop is over Think that shits got pneumonia I told her, Bitch, now, just hold up! Thats why rap needs a doctor Our genres lymph nodes are swole up Its time to check it for strep or some tonsillitis Cause like what they swab you with when your throat hurts Thats why Tribe is so vital: we need Q-Tip for the culture You aint dealin with a fuckin featherweight I used to medicate until Id get a fuckin bellyache And now Im finna step on the pedal, dont wanna ever brake I wanna accelerate to a level that I can elevate Demented with the pen, Ill make the mothafucker detonate I wanna make it acapella—wait, I gotta set a date With the devil and celebrate, together we can renovate And re-develop, Hell awaits, and Ima get a special place Now, take a ride with me, hop into my time machine Ima take the drivers seat as I thrust into hyperspeed Like Im a meteorite, and mothafuck the fucking media Right in the behind; Im a human encyclopedia I must be like pie crust because I was bred to rise like I was yeast And youre never gonna reach these heights Theyre just too high to reach And I aint even reached my fuckin highest You better pick another game, try hide-and-seek And you might wanna decide to cheat Cause you gotta open your eyes to peek Am I indeed the last of a dying breed? Even if you fire-breathe, aint shit you can say to inspire heat If you wrapped your entire meat pad up in a dryer sheet And Im back to rule the kingdom of fuck it Better not use me as your topic Anybody who brings me up, duck it Let me keep it 100 Two things shouldnt be your themes of discussion The queen and her husband Last thing youre gonna wanna be is our subjects, yeah Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty Whatever you want, you can have from me I want your love, just lead me on Wont give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey Cause Im a sucker for ya Boom shang-a-lang-a-la Boom shang-a-lang-a-la Yo, now let me hit you back Told em Id get you back I know you sittin there just thinkin bout who did you that I am who did you that You trippin, did you pack? Cant post on Nicki block unless you sellin Nicki crack Here, take a Nicki pack Check out this Nicki act Nicki this, Nicki that All these bitches piggyback Ha, piggyback, ah, ah, ah back Ah, ah, ah back, ah, ah Out ah road, they lovin my style The man dem want digits fi dial Inna the dance, we a go skin out I know And when I come out, yall suicidal Yeah, on the real, Im these bitches idol Gotta be dumb to make me your rival Cause Im too powerful And you not powerful So say your prayers cause you bout to die slow Die slow , die slow Jealousy is a disease, die slow Die slow , die slow Tell her that jealousy is a disease, die slow

I got somethin for you lookin-ass niggas Week and a half, Ima be in that ass... pause Its like Im working on an album and a mixtape at the same motherfucking time! Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her Ima save her, yes, like Danny Glover Ima call my partner fore I fuck her mother I pass them a molly, now they kiss each other Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches For that dope he whipped, you need a new wrists Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets Who the fuck told you That Young Thugger Thugger dont fuck up the beat? I got six cars and I also got rentals and all of em tinted No, Im not Nipsey, not from L.A., but I got keys to the city I fuck it, I suck it, I beat it down, then she beat me to the ceilin Stoner my lifestyle, Im livin too wild I came to make you proud, that money keep her around In love with her head, I cant turn it down Cant wait for my time to come back around She see that you dont got Lil Haitis style Plus I just seen Snoop on Girls Gone Wild I just bought a Bentley and a bitch came with it Young rich nigga hittin million dollar licks Balling in New York like a motherfucking Knick You better have them racks, you ever want to hear me spit And everywhere I go I got a pass like the staff Im goin off top like a motherfuckin layup 357, six shots like Al I left ten bands in a motherfuckin cab Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her Ima save her, yes, like Danny Glover Ima call my partner fore I fuck her mother I pass them a molly, now they kiss each other Every time I come out, I ain’t ever with no new bitches These bitches is stealing, Ima sue bitches Dripping down his dick, this pussy too vicious Every time I fuck him, I say Whose is it? Yo! Who the fuck told em that, They was like Nicki? Oh no, bitches didnt! Ima give bitches a minute of shine, then Ill tell em good riddance To raise a child, it might take a village But I wouldnt know, cause these bitches my sons Yes, they was, and they still is Gave him the kitten, now that nigga smitten Told him to hop in my foreign, and then I said, No, Im just kiddin! Hell of a livin, you bitches on chitlins When I come out of my mansion, I sprinkle some bread to the pigeons B-b-b-b-but, bitches is lyin, they lyin, they lyin, they lie in they bio So I aint fuckin with chickens unless I got pico de gallo Girls is plottin, what more could they steal? Tell Justin Timberlake, that I am comin for Jessica Biel Bitch, Im a star-rah, you niggas, I holla tomorrow Doors go up, cause I am too rich to cop a Gallardo No regular doors, on Aventadors Painted it pink, just so I could take pictures, while you rented yours H-H-H-Hell of a ticket, h-h-h-h-hell of a price I want it, I get it, I wire the money, I never think twice I am not gay, but lets be precise Cause if she pretty then watch it, cause Ima be fuckin ya wife Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches For that dope he whipped, you need a new wrists Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets I knew I was gonna run my money up and everybody didnt All these niggas pussy niggas, tellin on they partner Hope the pussy nigga get a bigger sentence Pussy nigga play, Im coming back with the K And Ima shoot that motherfucker til he livid Bitches wanna see a nigga thumb through it fast Ima name myself Young Thugga tenant 100 bands at a time, I fronted you bands, but you I dont like using profanity but the Young Thugger will cut you All of my cups are muddy, I fuck my bitches buddies I just want nut like Buddy, all of my bitches buddies Panamera with the tinted roof, all the niggas dogs goin, Roof Top notch shawty, nigga ring came with karats Young nigga rich, jewelry colder than the attic If she aint a virgin then that bitch is only average I cant even hear ya, baby, get rid of the static I cant learn a bitch, but I learned mathematics I just ball her down whenever she call my pattern Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her Ima save her, yes, like Danny Glover Ima call my partner fore I fuck her mother I pass them a molly, now they kiss each other Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches For that dope he whipped, you need a new wrists Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets

Im talking bout putting on, riding out, Glocks in my mas house Front you with that work You say you want that head-up, but we dont fight fair, bruh Catch you slipping from the backside, then knock you out Ace gon stomp you out, then Buddah gon stomp you out Nine milli pokin out, four-fizzy pokingout Death Row days, show you what this West Coast about Id die for my motherfucking nigga Jump in front a bullet for my motherfucking nigga On the stand, Id lie for my motherfucking nigga Rob a bank, Id drive for my motherfucking nigga, real talk I dont really fuck with too many niggas Cause niggas drop a dime on you like a couple nickels I be laughing to the bank like the fucking money tickle Driving somethin that you aint, top off—suck a nipple And I never put a ho before my bro, dont beef over no ho And my niggas sell them keys if you cant open your door Hope you ride for my motherfucking niggas When it rains, it pours; its dry for me and my fucking niggas, yeah I kill for my motherfucking niggas, vice-versa Eyes red from the kush I blew—white person Got my middle finger on the trigger, and with my little finger to you niggas I swear its fuck all yall niggas, except my niggas, oww! I said, Ima ride for my motherfucking nigga Most likely, Ima die with my finger on the trigger Ive been grinding outside all day with my niggas And I aint going in less Im with my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga, yeah Ohh! I done spent a million dollars on my motherfucking niggas You catch me out Chicago with them motherfucking hittas Call up RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk to bring the trigger And when we on the lean, we aint fucking with the liquor Ima buy a hundred bottles just to give it to the bitches She keep liking all my pictures Cause she see the way I ball, how my wrist and neck be lit up Catch you at the red light, have em screaming, “Caine, get up! Same nigga from the bottom, aint a damn thing change C—C—Catch me out in Collins, screaming, Money aint a thang In a red Mulsanne, looking like I claim Blood And if homie aint my homie, then I know it aint love Screaming out, 4 Hunnid!” YG, thats my nigga Cause I been in the field, life on the line, with him And if its really real, Ill prolly die with him Cause when I need the choppers, I just tell Tak, Hit em, what! I said, Ima ride for my motherfucking nigga Most likely, Ima die with my finger on the trigger Ive been grinding outside all day with my niggas And I aint going in less Im with my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga, yeah I just got 250 thousand dollars for a verse, nigga I—I—I dont know, is it me or its your thirst, nigga? You nig— You niggas aint got no joints Like they injured Chris Paul, you aint got no point I just come through with a couple bossy bitches They get money too, they some dont cross me bitches Flossy bitches, Sergio Rossi, bitches And if we at the game, then its floor seat, bitches! I—I—I—I—I—I ride for my bitches Im so fuckin rich I cop rides for my bitches Dollar menu, fries, apple pies: other bitches I drop a freestyle and get a rise outta bitches Bitches, my bitches I need a nigga with some different strokes, Todd Bridges Shout out to my main bitches and my side bitches Need a nigga with some good neck, ostriches My niggas I said that Ima ride for my motherfucking nigga Most likely, Ima die with my finger on the trigger Ive been grindin outside all day with my niggas New York to Compton And I aint going in less Im with my nigga Got YG with me, so dont get stomped in, uh-huh My nigga, my nigga Yall know who the fuck it is My nigga, my nigga See, I done preheated my oven to 350 degrees, bitch! My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga, yeah And when it come out, its gon burn you bitches like You better get your motherfuckin oven mitt, bitch! Ha-haa! Young Mula, baby!

RedOne Uh Lets go to the beach, each Lets go get a wave They say what they gonna say Have a drink, clink, found the Bud Light Bad bitches, like me, is hard to come by The Patrón own, lets go get it on The zone on, yes, Im in the zone Is it two, three? Leave a good tip Ima blow off my money and dont give two shits, oh-oh Im on the floor, floor I love to dance So give me more, more Til I cant stand Get on the floor, floor Like its your last chance If you want more, more Then here I am Starships, were meant to fly Hands up, and touch the sky Cant stop cause were so high Lets do this one more time Starships, were meant to fly Hands up, and touch the sky Lets do this one last time Cant stop... Were higher than a motherfucka Were higher than a motherfucka Were higher than a motherfucka Jump in my hoopty-hoopty-hoop I own that And I aint payin my rent this month I owe that But fuck who you want, and fuck who you like Dancehall life, theres no end in sight Twinkle, twinkle little star Now everybody let me hear you say ray, ray, ray Now spend all your money, cause today payday And if you a G, you a G-G-G My name is Onika, you can call me Nicki Get on the floor, floor Like its your last chance If you want more, more Then here I am Starships, were meant to fly Hands up, and touch the sky Cant stop cause were so high Lets do this one more time Starships, were meant to fly Hands up, and touch the sky Lets do this one last time Cant stop... Were higher than a motherfucka Were higher than a motherfucka Were higher than a motherfucka Starships, were meant to fly Hands up, and touch the sky Cant stop cause were so high Lets do this one more time Starships, were meant to fly Hands up, and touch the sky Lets do this one last time Cant stop... Were higher than a motherfucka Were higher than a motherfucka Were higher than a motherfucka

I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin So far ahead, these bums is laggin See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin Im startin to feel like a dungeon dragon Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Im startin to feel like a dungeon dragon Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin So fuck I look like gettin back to a has-been? Yeah, I said it, has-been Hang it up, flatscreen Plasma Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma I got the pumps, it aint got medicine I got bars, sentencin 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 cuttin it Nicki Minaj is who you aint fuckin with You lil Fraggle Rock, beat you with a pad-a-lock I am a movie, camera block You outta work, I know its tough But enough is enough Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon I aint into S&M, but my whips off the chain A little drop of candy paint drips off the frame Twisted-ass mind, got a pretzel for a brain An eraser for a head, fuckin pencil for a frame You dont like it, then peel off, bitch Every last woman on Earth Ill kill off And I still wouldnt fuck you, slut So wipe the smile on your grill off I swear to God Ill piss a Happy Meal off Get the wheels turning, spin, and wheel off Snap the axle in half, bust the tie-rod Quit hollering, Why, God? He aint got shit to do with it Bygonesll never be bygones The world aint finished swallowing my wad I aint finished blowing it, nice bra Hope itll fit a tough titty, bitch, lifes hard I swear to God life is a dumb blonde white broad With fake tits and a bad dye job Who just spit in my fuckin face and called me a fuckin tightwad So finally I broke down and bought her an iPod And caught her stealing my music So I tied her arms and legs to the bed Set up the camera and pissed twice on her Look, two pees and a tripod The moral to the story is lifes treating you like dry sod? Kick it back in its face, my God Its Shady and Nicki Minaj, you might find the sight quite odd But dont ask why, bitch, ask why not? The world-world is my punching bag and If Im garbage, youre a bunch of maggots Make that face, go on, scrunch it up at me Show me the target so I can lunge and attack it Like a, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon You fell off, off, they mustve bumped your wagon You mustve went off the back, Im bout to go off the deep end Told you to stay in your lane, you just jumped in traffic Is this the thanks that I get for puttin you bitches on? Is it my fault that all of you bitches gone? Shouldve sent a thank-you note, you little ho Now Ima wrap your coffin with a bow Nicki, shes just mad cause you took the spot Word, that bitch mad cause I took the spot? Well, bitch, if you aint shittin, then get off the pot Got some niggas out in Brooklyn thatll off your top I hear the mumblin, I hear the cacklin I got em scared, shook, panickin Overseas, church, Vatican You at a standstill, mannequin You wanna sleep on me? Overnight? Im the motherfuckin boss, overwrite And when I pull up, vroom, motorbike Now all my niggas gettin buck, overbite I see them dusty-ass Filas, Levis Raggedy Anns, holes in your knee-highs I call the play, now do you see why? These bitches callin me Manning, Eli Manning, Eli, these bitches callin me Manning, Eli All you lil faggots can suck it No homo, but Ima stick it to em like refrigerator magnets And Im crooked enough to make straitjackets bend Yeah, look whos back again, bitch, keep acting as if You have the same passion I have, yeah, right Still hungry, my ass, you ass-dicks had gastric bypass Aint hot enough to set fire to dry grass And bout as violent as hair on eyelids, but eyelash Go take a flying leap of faith off a fuckin balcony Fore I shove a falcon wing up your fly ass You know what time it is, so why ask? When Shady and Nickis worlds clash Its high class meets white trash Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Roman, Roman, stop it, stop it Youve gone mad, mad, I tell you, mad You and this boy Slim Shady Whats going on? Theyll lock you away Theyll put you in a jail cell, I promise Take your mothers warning, Roman, please Back to bed, run along, lets go, come on Wash your mouth out with soap, boys

Yo, I had to reinvent, I put the V in vent I put the heat in vents, man, I been competin since I look beyond what people sayin and I see intent Then I just sit back and decipher what they really meant Cherish these nights, cherish these people Life is a movie, but therell never be a sequel And Im good with that, as long as Im peaceful As long as seven years from now, Im takin my daughter to preschool Cherish these days, man, do they go quick Just yesterday, I swear it was 06 Ten years ago, thats when you proposed I looked down, Yes, I suppose All things go, all things go All things go, all things go I feel one minute, yeah, we got it, then its gone While we keep waitin for a moment to live for So cant nobody ever tell me that Im wrong Cause Ima ride out wit you, still, the night is young And we keep goin, we go We wake back up and do it all again Said, Fuck the world, we ridin til the end When all is said and done, look what weve become I just want you to know that I did it for you I lost my little cousin to a senseless act of violence His sister said he wanted to stay with me, but I didnt invite him Why didnt he ask? Or am I just buggin? Cause since I got fame, they dont act the same Even though they know that I love em Family ties broken before me Niggas tryna kill him, he aint even call me And thats the reflection of me Yes, I get it, I get it was all me Ill pop a pill and remember The look in his eyes the last day he saw me All things go, all things go All things go, all things go I feel one minute, yeah, we got it, then its gone While we keep waitin for a moment to live for So cant nobody ever tell me that Im wrong Cause Ima ride out wit you, still, the night is young And we keep goin, we go We wake back up and do it all again Said, Fuck the world, we ridin til the end When all is said and done, look what weve become I just want you to know that I did it for you Lemme make this clear: Im not difficult, Im just bout my business Im not into fake industry parties and fake agendas Rock with people for how they make me feel, not what they give me Even the ones that hurt me the most, I still show forgiveness I love my mother more than life itself and thats a fact Id give it all if somehow I could just rekindle that She never understands why Im so overprotective The more I work, the more I feel like somehow theyre neglected I want Caiah to go to college just to say, We did it My child with Aaron woulda been sixteen any minute So in some ways, I feel like Caiah is the both of them Its like hes Caiahs little angel lookin over him And I know Jelani will always love me and Ill always love him And Im just his little sister, not Nicki Minaj when Im around him Gee, we did it, lets leave this imprint Just finished writin, this is The Pinkprint All things go, all things go All things go, all things go

Yeah, woo Im just in the cut sittin sideways Way that you lookin all the time Time gets to tickin and it takes a toll Told you I couldnt really draw the line Line ringin, sayin that you told him things Things that you couldve kept inside Sidetrackin me when I was good to you You were somebody I would stand behind I know you like to drink til the sun up Grind til you come up Work all winter, shine all summer Ride for your brother You die for your mother Keep that shit a hunna I know you wanna Vacay to a place where you could Take pictures, post on Insta Your friends say they miss ya But they dont really miss ya Rule number one, to be a boss-ass bitch Never let a clown nigga try to play you If he play you, then rule number two Is fuck his best friends and make em yes men And– Im just in the cut sittin sideways Way that you lookin all the time Time, it done left you with a broken heart Hardly excuses how you play with mine Mindin my business and you show up Up to no good, I shouldve seen the signs Signin me up to do your dirty work Workin to try and get you off my mind I know you like to drink til the sun up Grind til you come up Work all winter, shine all summer Ride for your brother You die for your mother Keep that shit a hunna I know you wanna Vacay to a place where you could Take pictures, post on Insta Your friends say they miss ya But they dont really miss ya What the fuck, this aint Chanel, nigga?! Custom down?! What the fuck, I aint smokin hot?! Bust me down?! You the same clown nigga that was runnin me down?! Now you all up in my…cause you wanna be down?!

Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Im smokin tarantula Bae gave it to me You dig? Yeah, hold up, hm Ima pull up so lit, I just might crash, dawg Let me take this Balenciaga mask off to ask yall, Who asked yall? Cita told me to stunt my ass off, thats all Bop-bop-bop-bop-bop, he was a good cat, my bad, dawg Dont put no K after that B-Boy, Bad kall, thats flag talk Fuck around and knock your flag off, I had to I wore a Gat before a tattoo, I had to As a matter of fact, I had two No cap, Im on them capsules, I done relapsed, boo But I been on my feet since Cinderella lost her glass shoe The cash blue, but Im still seein green Im in the bathroom, and Im peein lean My bitch a vacuum I told her, Keep me clean, the scene serene Im a badonkadonk and bikini fiend I just need a queen that aint scared to fuck a Stephen King I used to live next door to Drake and Momma Dee And Lisa Dee on Eagle Street How I go from bars on the screen door to the TV screen? Dont ask me, but never change the channel Gucci flannel, Gucci socks, Gucci sandals Gucci teddy bears, and pandas, not fake Propaganda bout to blow out the candle My lil ho out Atlanta, got a ho out Atlanta With a ho out Atlanta, she a ho out Atlanta We get it, its the same in each city My bitch dance better than P. Diddys And ever since the pandemic They dont wanna let Drake out of Canada I been screamin, Free Drizzy I know bae trust my vision but dont want me to see prison Said, I cant make no promises, either leave or come visit But leave the keys to your heart next to your soul and your spirit Some see graffiti as art, some could see hoes to be women But Im the greediest shark amongst an ocean of killers I put you six feet deep, Im bein socially distant Nina Ross on the hip, the .44 is my mistress Extra shots, extra clips, aint talkin videos nor vixens Just come and see about it, bitch Tunechi Ayo, I am the star in any room that I stand in I am the standout, you just my stand-in These bitches copy my homework, thats what they hand in Thats why Im private like the airports I land in Life is a beach house, dont let the sand in I ball in any arena, go let the fans in I should go cop a new jersey, thats word to Camden These bitches time tick-tockin, better stick to dancin I D&G the wallet, my money tall and brolic Big-ass backyards, just so Papa Bear can frolic One Margherita pizza with Parmesan and garlic These bitches thirsty, I can see why they alcoholics Aint gotta ever talk about it when you are about it Just bought a new car, not to drive it, but to walk around it Just call me Nicki, cock the blicky, the Minaj is silent Brand new vanilla Maserati, I been Häagen-Dazsin He call me solid even though Im drippin, water diet Big booty stickin out, my Daisy Dukesll cause a riot These bitches still my sons, who could ever deny it? My packs hit different, who could ever supply it? No one bitch could be my opp, that shit offends me Its corporate giants and machines that went against me I wash bitches, man, they couldnt even rinse me She said she hot, I said, Well, bitch, come and convince me Aint no C in green, but Im seein green Even with them floor seats, they couldnt see the team The K-I-N-G, the G.O.A.T., plus me, the Queen I send shots, send em back or flee the scene You know, one of the perils of makin money is You can afford to be dramatic Yall some drama queens, for real Its all good, though You now tuned in to the biggest ever YMCMB, Tunechi Lee, Young Angel, Young Lion, man Yall boys get on a track with Onika Maraj, and yall still dyin Man, whats up? We in this bitch This aint gon be the first time that I do numbers on two crutches Seen more plaques than toothbrushes Until Im at the pearly white gates, I gotta move somethin, do somethin All meetings happen in person, so they cant prove nothin Known her eight years and still fuck her like a new husband Tryna run a country like Putin one day, but whos rushin, whos bluffin? For real Who you huggin, who you wanna be lovin? I play forty-eight minutes on a torn meniscus, whos subbin? El Chico luxury, wanna see my niggas ball so bad, I started up a league Fuck with me, you niggas cant trouble me from the Doubletree Step your suites up, I get Oliver to set the beats up 2021, I had to wet the streets up Your girl was better in the mornin like a slice of pizza Thats when I had to hit her with the, Nice to meet ya You niggas think you doin damage, you just hypin me up Face who? I could see a wall of yall, all of yall and run straight through Trust, its all fun and games until I wanna play too Ayy, dios mío, the ice is frío on the Jesus, its bringin me closer to God Im already close to the mob, Im already known as the G.O.A.T Could try and get close, but you wont, I already packed the garage None of these shits is a Dodge, none of this shits a facade None of this shits a mirage Thought I was seein things when I was seein green 6 G-O-D, CMB, yes sir

Eardrummers Mhm, uh-huh, uh-huh Mhm, yo, hold up, hold up Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm Yo, hold up, hold up, hold up, okay, hold up You see a bad bitch coming through, yo, whats the hold up? Im in that new new, me and New New when I roll up I tell the valet, Park my Benz and bring the Rolls up Yo, hold up, hold up, hold up, okay, hold up He see me lookin pretty every time he scroll up Might gotta let the blicky hit you if you stroll up Now put your hands up, its a hold up Run me the money Cause I be the baddie, B, Barbie tings, banging body B Everybody be on my D, yo, I gotta be in reality Suck a D if you doubted me Back of the Bach, back of the Bach Back of the Bach, back of the Bach Who on Barbie D? Who on Barbie D? Everybody Ooh, you gotta see, honestly, on my odyssey Im the baddest B, I dont even know how to speak Hat to the, hat to the back and relax, you in the back of the Bach See, a bitch got more coins than a game room So we aint ever hatin in TheShadeRoom See, I keep my sons in a playroom So me and you aint ever in the same room I tell him eat the cookie cause its good for him And when he eat the cookie he got good form He know I dont never cheat because Im good to him Might gotta have his baby, nurses yellin push for him You see I let him eat the cookie cause its good for him And whenever he eat the cookie he got good form He know that when Im pullin up, Im in a good foreign I be like ooh, he love me, ooh, he love me, good for him Come on, come on, come on I be like ooh, he love me, ooh, he love me, good for him Come on I slick, slick drop the top like nip slips So he tryna smash like when the whip flips I hit licks just to floss with this wrist And when I leave my bitches we all say, Kiss, kiss Im in that new new De La Renta, channeling Bugs Bunny Cause all I want is karats and some big drug money Im only loyal to the niggas thatll bust guns for me The jig up, its a stick up, run me the money Cause I be the baddie, B, Barbie tings, banging body B Everybody be on my D, yo, I gotta be in reality Suck a D if you doubted me Back of the Bach, back of the Bach Back of the Bach, back of the Bach Who on Barbie D? Who on Barbie D? Everybody Ooh, you gotta see, honestly, on my odyssey Im the baddest B, I dont even know how to speak Hat to the, hat to the back and relax, you in the back of the Bach See a bitch get more press than a key pad Before you suck me off, get a knee pad See, I pull the strings like a tea bag Im prolly with my jeweler playin freeze tag I tell him eat the cookie cause its good for him And when he eat the cookie he got good form He know I dont never cheat because Im good to him Might gotta have his baby, nurses yellin push for him You see I let him eat the cookie cause its good for him And whenever he eat the cookie he got good form He know that when Im pullin up, Im in a good foreign I be like ooh, he love me, ooh, he love me, good for him Come on, come on, come on I be like ooh, he love me, ooh, he love me, good for him Come on

No flex zone, no flex zone They know better, they know better No flex zone, no flex zone They know better, they know better Won a gold medal, and a gold bezel I treat these hoes special, now ya ho jealous Freak hoes, got several, they tens or better Im a trendsetter, Im a go-getter Hell no, you cant use my lip gloss Pop a Perc, now Im on lift off Ass still fat, its on Rick Ross You bitches make a nigga dick soft Bitch, ball like Im at tip off Get it, get it wet, then I rub the tip on Rag and Bone jeans, I can slip off Bitch, Ive been hot since flip phones Running this game for five years, guess thats why my feet hurt Wonder when they bite me, do these bitches teeth hurt? Yes, I am an icon, thats me on your T-shirt Thought you knew better, do your fucking research You ain’t know, this the no rip zone This the you cant beat Nic zone Madison Square when the Knicks home I live next door to Brad Pitt’s home I like bad bitches, cause they like bad bitches too I like hood niggas, with a bad attitude They could never reach Young Nick magnitude Even if they had a longitude, latitude Listen up, ho, this is my territory You are my son, like an episode of Maury Like an episode of ER, bitch, I’m hotter than the D.R When it comes to rap skills, nobody wan see her Muhfuckas flexin, muhfuckas actin Bitches is my sons and they causin contractions Ain’t pushing out, Ima give them to the clinic Cah wait, we nuh rate dem gyal and dem gimmick Whack sauce, I can hear it in your tone This nigga keep staring at my phone But if you’re ugly, it’s a no text zone It’s a no sex zone, it’s a no flex zone Whack sauce, I can hear it in your tone This nigga keep staring at my phone But if you’re ugly, it’s a no text zone It’s a no sex zone, it’s a no flex zone No flex zone, no flex zone They know better, they know better No flex zone, no flex zone They know better, they know better Won a gold medal, and a gold bezel I treat these hoes special, now ya ho jealous Freak hoes, got several, they tens or better Im a trendsetter, Im a go-getter

Real hot girl shit Real, real ass bitch, give a fuck bout a nigga Hot Barbie summer Real, real, real ass bitch, give a fuck bout a nigga Dont run from me, friend, haha Real ass nigga, give a fuck bout a bitch It is what it is, this some five star dick She a big ol freak, its a must that I hit Its a Hot Girl Summer, so you know she got it lit Real ass bitch, know she got it lit Hot Girl Summer so you know she got it lit, yeah Real ass bitch, know she got it lit Hot Girl Summer so you know she got it lit, yeah, yeah Handle me? Who gon handle me? Thinkin hes a player, hes a member on the team He put in all that work, he wanna be the MVP I told him aint no taming me, I love my niggas equally Fuckin 9-to-5 niggas with that superstar D Fucked a superstar nigga, now I got him ballin I caught a jet to get that neck, I told him call, dont send no text And dont you tell em you with me when they be askin where you at, ah I cant read your mind, gotta say that shit Should I take your love? Should I take that dick? Got a whole lot of options cause you know a bitch poppin Im a hot girl, so you know aint shit stoppin Real ass nigga, give a fuck bout a bitch It is what it is, this some five star dick She a big ol freak, its a must that I hit Its a Hot Girl Summer, so you know she got it lit Real ass bitch, know she got it lit Hot Girl Summer so you know she got it lit, yeah Real ass bitch, know she got it lit Hot Girl Summer so you know she got it lit, yeah, yeah Who a hotter B? Who got a lot of D? Who poppin like a P when he be hoppin out the V? And who gon tell him that my bitch is getting her degree? And when we say its Hot Girl Summer, we aint talkin bout degrees Who unfollowed me? Like who dont follow me? Cause even in your new bitch, I can see a lot of me And honestly Im honored cause that shit be comedy You aint put me in no brands, but I see you proud of me Im just a real ass bitch, give a fuck about a trick On some real ass shit, and we really with the shit Put this pussy on your lip, give a fuck about the dick I get that rrr and then I rrr, I grab my shit and then I dip, ooh Real ass nigga, give a fuck bout a bitch It is what it is, this some five star dick She a big ol freak, its a must that I hit Its a Hot Girl Summer, so you know she got it lit Real ass bitch, know she got it lit Hot Girl Summer so you know she got it lit, yeah Real ass bitch, know she got it lit Hot Girl Summer so you know she got it lit, yeah, yeah Look, college girl, but a freak on the weekend Eat that dick up even when Im going vegan He be trippin on me and I know the reason I gotta break up with my nigga every season Real hot girl shit, ayy, I got one or two baes If you seen it last night, dont say shit the next day Let me drive the boat, ayy , kiss me in a Rolls, ayy It go down on that brown, now we goin both ways, ah I cant read your mind, gotta say that shit Should I take your love? Should I take that dick? Got a whole lot of options cause you know a bitch poppin Im a hot girl, so you know aint shit stoppin Real ass nigga, give a fuck bout a bitch It is what it is, this some five star dick She a big ol freak, its a must that I hit Its a Hot Girl Summer, so you know she got it lit Real ass bitch, know she got it lit Hot Girl Summer so you know she got it lit, yeah Real ass bitch, know she got it lit Hot Girl Summer so you know she got it lit, yeah, yeah Got a whole lot of options cause you know a bitch poppin Hey, hey Whole lot of options cause you know a bitch poppin Hey, hey Im a hot girl so you know aint shit stoppin Hey, hey Im a hot girl so you know aint shit stoppin Know we got it lit, yeah

I fly with the stars in the skies I am no longer trying to survive I believe that life is a prize But to live doesnt mean youre alive Dont worry bout me and who I fire I get what I desire, its my empire And yes, I call the shots, I am the umpire I sprinkle holy water upon a vampire In this very moment, Im king In this very moment, I slayed Goliath with a sling This very moment, I bring Put it on everything that I will retire with the ring And I will retire with the crown, yes No, Im not lucky, Im blessed, yes Clap for the heavyweight champ, me But I couldnt do it all alone, we Young Money raised me, grew up out in Baisley Southside Jamaica, Queens, and its crazy Cause Im still hood, Hollywood couldnt change me Shout out to my haters, sorry that you couldnt faze me Aint being cocky, we just vindicated Best believe that when we done, this moment will be syndicated I dont know, this night just remind me of Everything they deprived me of Put your drinks up Its a celebration every time we link up We done did everything they can think of Greatness is what we on the brink of I wish that I could have this moment for life, for life, for life Cause in this moment, I just feel so alive, alive, alive I wish that I could have this moment for life, for life, for life This is my moment, I just feel so alive, alive, alive What I tell them hoes? Bow, bow, bow to me, drop down to your knees Young Money the mafia, thats word to Lil Cease Im in the Dominican, Big Papi Ortiz Doing target practice, all these bitches just aiming to please Shout out to the CEO, 500 Degreez Shout out to the OVO, red wings and fatigues, oh Niggas wanna be friends, how coincidental This supposed to be yall year? We aint get the memo A young king, pay me in gold 40 got a bunch of weed he aint even roll These niggas be droppin songs, they aint even cold Weezy on top, and that nigga aint even home yet Yeah, be very afraid These other rappers gettin bodied and carried away Fuck it, me and Nicki Nick gettin married today And all you bitches that be hatin can catch a bouquet, ooh Yeah, you a star in my eyes You and all them white girls, party of five Are we drinking a lil more? I can hardly decide I cant believe we really made it, Im partly surprised, I swear Damn, this one for the books, man I swear this shit is as fun as it looks, man Im really tryna make it more than what it is Cause everybody dies, but not everybody lives, ah I wish that I could have this moment for life, for life, for life Cause in this moment, I just feel so alive, alive, alive I wish that I could have this moment for life, for life, for life This is my moment, I just feel so alive, alive, alive This is my moment I waited all my Life, I can tell its time Drifting away, Im One with the sunsets I have become alive I wish that I could have this moment for life, for life, for life Cause in this moment, I just feel so alive, alive, alive I wish that I could have this moment for life, for life, for life This is my moment, I just feel so alive, alive, alive

Yeah, Young Money, Nicki Minaj, Justin, rrr Show you off Tonight, I wanna show you off What you got A billion couldve never bought We gonna party like its 3012 tonight I wanna show you all the finer things in life So just forget about the world, we young tonight Im coming for ya, Im coming for ya Cause all I need is a beauty and a beat Who can make my life complete Its all bout you When the music makes you move Baby, do it like you do Body rock Girl, I can feel your body rock Take a bow Youre on the hottest ticket now, ooh We gonna party like its 3012 tonight I want to show you all the finer things in life So just forget about the world, we young tonight Im coming for ya, Im coming for ya Cause all I need is a beauty and a beat Who can make my life complete Its all bout you When the music makes you move Baby, do it like you do Uh, uh In time, ink lines Bitches couldnt get on my incline World tours, its mine Ten little letters on a big sign Justin Bieber, you know Ima hit em with the ether Buns out, wiener, but I gotta keep an eye out for Selener Beauty, beauty and the beast Beauty from the East Beautiful confessions of the priest Beast, beauty from the streets, beat will get deceased Every time Beauty on the beat eats Body rock Girl, I wanna feel your body rock Cause all , I need is a beauty and a beat Who can make my life complete Its all bout you When the music makes you move Baby, do it like you do

Young Money! Haha, I know you gon do it for the ’Gram, right? D.A. got that dope! Yeah, hah First things first, I fuck, get all the money Bitches love me, keep it hunnid Bitches like you cause you funny, niggas aint stunners I’m the one that came and fuck the summer I got a black Barbie, she into ménages Ima fuck her all night til I cum nothing Sip got me buzzin , I am not a husband I can be your daddy cause I am a motherfucker Fuck, niggas muggin, these niggas sweet muffin Put my seed on her face, she get smashed like a pumpkin Ooh, she love it, do me rougher Talk that nasty, when I smack your ass cheek Can you make it dip, make it dip, make it dip Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip? Here, baby, take a sip, take a sip Take a sip, take a sip, lick your lips, lick your lips Yeah, baby, I just wanna see you dip, see you dip, make it dip Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip Yeah, baby, take a sip, take a sip, take a sip Take a sip, take a sip, take a sip Yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip Uh, ayo I think he wanna dippy the tippy, then put it on my lippy Even when it get sticky, he know it still got the drippy Yeah Im pulling your card though, got him calling me Ricky All these bitches my minis, got em calling me Mickey All that rah-rah never was the icon issue Harper’s Bazaar, I’m covering the icon issue I got issues, yeah bitch, I got issues W, Vogue, Cosmo—I got issues I always pull up with some Barbie dolls, thick in the thighs I said we looking for some brain, where the Wizard of Oz Last nigga was a dope dealer, hell of a guy He said the pussy top… five, dead or alive Can you make it dip, make it dip, make it dip Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip? Here, baby, take a sip, take a sip Take a sip, take a sip, lick your lips, lick your lips Yeah, baby, I just wanna see you dip, see you dip, make it dip Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip Yeah, baby, take a sip, take a sip, take a sip Take a sip, take a sip, take a sip Yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip Santana bandanna on the twist Got your bitch wave ridin on my dick Man, these niggas ain’t shit I done came back with the hits Fresher than the pillow with the fuckin mint What I said, I meant , this shit is big I came to flex , look in the mirror Look at your ass , fuck a career How you make a G-string just disappear? She like buy me all this shit, I need bags, I need fits I need cash, I need cash, Im just really nigga rich Make it splash, make it splash, but before I get you dripped I just got one question, bitch Can you make it dip, make it dip, make it dip Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip? Here, baby, take a sip, take a sip Take a sip, take a sip, lick your lips, lick your lips Yeah, baby, I just wanna see you dip, see you dip, make it dip Make it dip, make it dip, make it dip, make it dip Yeah, baby, take a sip, take a sip, take a sip Take a sip, take a sip, take a sip Yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip Ayo, whats poppington? I’m depositin All these Ms while you motherfuckers gossipin All this cock-sucking, eat a box or something Ice out your little watch with some rocks or something Whats poppin? Whats poppin? Whats poppington? Make it dip n make it dip n make it drop again You know Barbie God got it on lock again Westside with Tyga, bumpin to Pac again, uh Who got the juice be sending you niggas brazy Who got em mad? Like, man, that pussy wavy Yeah, I had to dash, like, damn, baby, Im Stacey W-When you turn em down, these clowns turn into babies Who-Who got the juice? Be sending you niggas brazy W-W-Who got em mad? Like, man, that pussy wavy All these niggas want me to love em like Im Kiki Got em in they feelings since they seen me in FEFE

¿Qué pasa contigo? Dímelo Rrr! O-O-Ovy on the Drums! Ya no tiene excusa Hoy salió con su amiga dizque pa matar la tusa Que porque un hombre le pagó mal Está dura y abusa Se cansó de ser buena Ahora es ella quien los usa Que porque un hombre le pagó mal Ya no se le ve sentimental Dice que por otro man no llora, no Pero si le ponen la canción Le da una depresión tonta Llorando lo comienza a llamar Pero él la dejó en buzón ¿Será porque con otra está Fingiendo que a otra se puede amar? 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, yo So dont tell your guys that Im 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 racks talk Dont run up on us, cause they lettin the Makks off Pero si le ponen la canción Le da una depresión tonta Llorando lo comienza a llamar Pero él la dejó en buzón ¿Será porque con otra está Fingiendo que a otra se puede amar? Eh, ah 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 Pero si le ponen la canción Le da una depresión tonta Llorando lo comienza a llamar Pero él la dejó en buzón ¿Será porque con otra está Fingiendo que a otra se puede amar? Hey, Karol G Nicki Minaj , hey The Queen with The Queen O-O-Ovy on the Drums Ay!

I dont want no drama I just wanna be your diamond, babe Guaranteed to be a problem Every time I get around you, babe I just want you to need me You might really wanna try me, babe All I know I want a rider All I know I want a rider babe You know that you need a rider You know that you need a rider, babe You know that you need a rider You know that you need a rider, babe, ah yeah Yo, I just wanna be ya rider, you should pull up in that Spyder You should let me hit the mic, and I aint talking about the fighter Get it lit without a lighter, lets pull an all-nighter Tell me-tell me what you need, got the weed, Im a bad lil bitch and I never indict her Get locked, Ima write ya, you on the road? Ima Skype ya I-I-I-I-I dont wanna hype ya, but you a lucky nigga if my mean ass like ya You aint never have a bitch understand you, most of them wanna use you when they ran through I just wanna be somebody that can add to, your wife, be a friend, be a teacher and a fan too I just wanna listen, when you leave I say, Damn, I fucking miss him I just wanna be your vixen, give you something real wet to put your lips in I wanna be the only one that can check you, and still respect you Cause its you I would change for, you always make sure I just wanna be your favorite I just wanna be your favorite I just wanna be your favorite I just wanna be your favorite Wont you let me be your favorite? Ayo, I just wanna be your first go-to, do you like a real one supposed to, livin bi-coastal Scoop me in the truck, late-night on a humble Meet me out in Queens, where the city want a sundown You could put your gun down, you could have fun now You could tell your niggas that you won now, one down Run through the clubs with the baddest, bitches is the maddest, nothin else matters And they say, Birkin where the bag is, got a lot of bags, but we never got baggage Winter Wonderland on my hands, call me Alice, balance Ima have you coming in my palace London, Tokyo, Paris, let me update your status Cause its you I would change for, you always make sure I just wanna be your favorite I just wanna be your favorite I just wanna be your favorite I just wanna be your favorite Wont you let me be your favorite? You should already know You should already know You should already know You should already know You know that you need a rider You know that you need a rider, babe You know that you need a rider You know that you need a rider, babe, ah yeah I just wanna be your favorite I just wanna be your favorite You should already know, you should already know I just wanna be your favorite You should already know, you should already know Wont you let me be your favorite? You know that you need a rider, rider, rider, rider, rider, rider Oh, oh, oh You know that you need a rider, rider, rider, ri-i-ider Wont you let me be your favorite? You know that you need a rider, rider, rider, rider, rider, rider Oh, oh, oh You know that you need a rider, rider, rider, ri-i-ider

I always say what Im feeling I was born without a zip on my mouth Sometimes I dont even mean it It takes a little while to figure me out I like my coffee with two sugars in it High heels and my jewellery dripping Drink and I get all fired up Insecure but Im working with it Many things that I could get rid of Aint about to give it up I made a few mistakes, I regret it nightly I broke a couple hearts that I wear on my sleeve My mama always said, Girl, youre trouble and And now I wonder, could you fall for a woman like me And every time we touch, boy, you make me feel weak I can tell youre shy and I think youre so sweet Spending every night under covers and Still I wonder, could you fall for a woman like me Woman like me, like a woman like me La-la-la, woman like me, like a woman like me La-la-la, woman like me, like a woman like me La-la-la, woman like me, like a woman like me And baby, just be mine for the weekend We can get a takeaway and sit on the couch Or we could just go out for the evening Hopefully end up with you kissing my mouth, ayy, ayy You got them blue jeans with a rip up in them My hair with your fingers in it Love it when you turn me on Yoncé with a little bit of Love Drunk in the middle with it Get down to our favorite song I made a few mistakes, I regret it nightly I broke a couple hearts that I wear on my sleeve My mama always said, Girl, youre trouble and And now I wonder, could you fall for a woman like me And every time we touch, boy, you make me feel weak I can tell youre shy and I think youre so sweet Spending every night under covers and Still I wonder, could you fall for a woman like me Woman like me, like a woman like me La-la-la, woman like me, like a woman like me La-la-la, woman like me, like a woman like me La-la-la, woman like me, like a woman like me Yo, woman like me, yes a woman like me Soon as I brush up on him I could tell he like me You know all them mandem, a try to swipe me Knotted up, he could afford to ice me Tell em theres a bad Trini bitch inna your area But the more bad bitches, then the more merrier Baddies to my left and to the right a little scarier Rude boy, tell me, can you handle all this derrière? Uh, a million Im getting my billy on Greatest of all time, cause Im a chameleon I switch it up for every era, Im really bomb These bitches really wanna be Nicki, Im really mom Apple cut the cheque, I want all this money Seven Up, go grip the TEC, and leave all this bloody I-Its the Queen and Little Mix, skated on em, sorry My daddy is Indian , a-all this curry Woman like me, like a woman like me La-la-la, woman like me, like a woman like me Ive made a few mistakes, I regret it nightly I broke a couple hearts that I wear on my sleeve Mama always said, Girl, youre trouble and And now I wonder, could you fall for a woman like me And every time we touch, boy, you make me feel weak I can tell youre shy and I think youre so sweet Spending every night under covers and Still I wonder, could you fall for a woman like me Woman like me, like a woman like me La-la-la, woman like me, like a woman like me La-la-la, woman like me, like a woman like me La-la-la, woman like me, like a woman like me Young Money! Rrrrrrr!

Ladies, its your song, so as soon as this come on You should get out on the floor, go and get your sexy on If you know that youre better than the new girl that he on Go head and tell him now, You gon miss me when Im gone Ayo, CiCi Let me show you how to do a singing bitch greasy You was by Lenox, yeah, the one on Peachtree I was with Dimitri, seen you on your Love & Hip Hop, Mendecees F-f-f-f-fuck these petty niggas is a bitch motto If I say it on wax, every bitch follow If Im sipping in the club, Myx Moscato I got a big fat ass, big dicks follow Hit them with the back shots, hit them with the ass shots Take them to the bank then I hit them with the cash drops I do it big, I hit them with the caps lock Im gonna ball, I hit them with the mascot No, I never been there, but I like to Bangkok Big fat titties when they hanging out my tank top Huh, you gon play me? On Instagram, niggas tryna to shade me But your bitch at home tryna play me Im Nicki M Weezy F, baby Man, fuck you and your lady Gun butt you, cause you shady Now which bitch want it? Cause that bitch get it I gave him to you, bitch, dont fucking forget it I just went through a break up But its okay, I got my cake up Do my hair, put on some makeup Trying to see where tonight gonna take us I post some pics up looking sexy Now this nigga wanna text me How much you wanna bet me? He gon regret the day he left me We celebratin our breakin up, oh whoa Bartender, go head and pour me a little more Tonight we gon have us a good time Lets have a toast to our goodbyes, oh whoa Ladies, its your song, so as soon as this come on You should get out on the floor, gon and get your sexy on If you know that you better then the new girl that he on Go head and tell him now You gon miss me when Im gone Im out Im out Im out Now tell me, do my ladies run this? Not even Hammer can touch this We standin up on all the couches Tomorrow you gon hear about this This is what you hearin through your speakers Thats why we dancin til our feet hurt See I found out he was my problem Tonight I came out here to solve him We celebratin our breakin up, oh whoa Bartender, go head and pour me a little more Tonight we gon have us a good time Lets have a toast to our goodbyes, oh whoa Ladies, its your song, so as soon as this come on You should get out on the floor, gon and get your sexy on If you know that you better then the new girl that he on Go head and tell him now You gon miss me when Im gone Im out Im out Im out The way I put it on you got you goin trippy, trippy You wanna come for it, wishin you could get it, get it No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o I got you hot, make you stop when you see me, see me You got your hand out, talking bout, Gimme, gimme No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o Ladies, its your song, so as soon as this come on Say fuck these petty niggas if these niggas did you wrong If he got a new bitch, then tell that bitch meet you outside And pop her like a molly til them bitches recognize Grinning Im winning - the end and the beginning I send them on an errand then I son them like my children You couldnt get a fan if it was hanging from the ceiling

It aint nothin for me to ball on you It aint nothin for me to spoil you If I adore you, Ima give you that theory I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be where the commas will be But I need a hood nigga with the llama degree Get the limited edition, Audemars, it could be In a pivotal position, gotta pardon the fee Cause he bought a couple bags and he sent a couple whips And he took a couple trips, then its dinner and a Myx And hes never with no other chick, fronting like hes slick Cause its levels to this shit, and she could never be Nic Niggas be fallin in love with this pussy Mean stew chicken, and bake him a couple of cookies Dick on veteran, aint fucking with rookies Saw the High School video now he wanna play hookie Baddest bitch, Im the catalyst Aint never been done, bitch I added this Nah, I aint gotta shoot, I got mad assists Bout to put a couple pieces on the mannequin Got a big billboard out in Madison At the Trump, and you bitches at the Radisson Got the .22 on me, and its thin Shoot movies, Jennifer Aniston You decide youll be mine you can come inside You the type that can make me prioritize Hittin my phone, its alright Hittin my phone, its alright You reply, whats your sign? Youre a Gemini You deny that youre shy, maybe we should slide? I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, baby Ballin on you too easy, splurgin on you too easy Buyin purses too easy, payin bills too easy I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you Ballin on you too easy, splurgin on you too easy Buyin cars too easy, poppin bottles too easy I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you Everything you do is brand new Make that bad bitch my shorty, hit the club, throw forty My hat bent like Uhh!, my chain drip like water Car paint like tar, Ima sex her harder Bitch let go my hand gave you the keys as soon as I bought it Voom, voom, oh yeah, big bank, Im too real My money right in them boys you with be dead broke, two years Checked it, look her, you aint even know, big deal On site, act right, I shop hard, pack light That ho chick gets you no play, all I talk is cocaine White tee and these rope chains, blow the roof back - Kurt Cobain Phantom cost like four dollar, flo seats, hoes holla Underground with this pimp shit so smoke one for Port Arthur Ballin on you too easy, splurgin on you too easy Buyin purses too easy, payin bills too easy I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you Ballin on you too easy, splurgin on you too easy Buyin cars too easy, poppin bottles too easy I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you Everything you do is brand new Suffering From Success You witnessing greatness.. Im the best that ever did it I wanna be with you

Got a bed wit your name on it Wit’ your name on it Got a kiss wit your name on it Wit your name on it Thousand dollar sheets Waitin’ for you on some thousand dollar sheets I got Carter III on repeat Back shots to the beat of A Milli on you Got me acting like you got a milli on you He say Im the GOAT, yeah, the billy on you I could make all your dreams come true Wanna fall through, then you better come through But dont make me wait until the morning Got a bed wit your name on it Wit your name on it Got a kiss wit your name on it Wit your name on it Love me good, love me down Dont turn me down Got a bed wit’ your name on it Wit’ your name on it Strawberry lingerie Waitin for you, strawberries, lingerie You told me you on the way Mess around, mess around, put it down on you I’ma do everything I said Im gon do Pretty little body, it look better on you Might have to blow it like a feather on you Waterfalls, ooh, yeah, you better come through But dont make me wait until the morning Got a bed wit’ your name on it Wit your name on it Got a kiss wit your name on it Wit your name on it Love me good, love me down Dont turn me down Got a bed wit your name on it Wit your name on it O-on, on it O-on, on it O-on, on it O-on, on it Yo, he in my startin five, he get his city live These niggas scared, they doing 50 in a 55 Im tryna clap him like somebody told him, Gimme five Ima be a half an hour, but I told him, Gimme five Im tryna dance on him, blow my advance on em I like him better when he got some sweatpants on him I like his hang time, he said his head right I said go all the way down and then head right I watch him fuck it up, look at him luckin up I said, You need some thick skin, baby, suck it up He go insane on it, I put my fame on it Coulda put ZAYN on it, but I put your name on it I got a bed wit your name on it Wit your name on it Got a kiss wit your name on it Wit your name on it, yeah Love me good, love me down Dont turn me down Got a bed wit your name on it Wit your name on it

Uh Murda on the beat so its not nice! Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale Make her spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me Pop it, pop it, she get started, she wont ever stop it Little thottie, thottarati choosin everybody Splish, splash, Apple Bottoms make that ass fat She got that wet wet, got me blowin through this whole bag She got Bs, spend some cheese, now they double Ds Thought I had to free, kick her out, my mama comin home at three Ho thicker-thicker-thicker than a fuckin Snicker Drug dealer, professional pot-whipper In the winter, buy your ho a chinchilla I just bought my bitch them Kylie Jenner lip fillers Man, oh my God She Instagram famous but she cant keep a job Man, oh my God Swipe her 30-inch weave on her sugar daddy card Man, oh my God Her doctor got her bustin out her motherfuckin bra Man, oh my God She Uber to a nigga with no car Talkin bout the relish, I do not embellish Jacket got wings, Trues got propellers Gave all my old Margielas to my boy Marcellus Pulled up with no laces, had the whole block jealous Oh, Jesus Christ, I dont need advice Wild nigga life, tell em read my rights Man it hot tonight, lucky I wore my ice 15 in the game, baby girl, I got stripes Ka-Ka-Kanye dressed me up like a doll Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Bitch, this the dream team, magic as I recall Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls I was out in Spain rockin a Medusa head I aint never have to give a rap producer head If I do, though, Ima write a book like Supahead This aint wonder that Im makin, this that super bread Splish, splash, fuck him in a hurry, quick, fast Still a pink wig, thick ass, whiplash Got him cummin, cummin, Roger, over, dispatch Said my box is the best, he met his match I got all these bitches wantin to be Barbie dolls Barbie Dreamhouse, pink and purple marble walls Pull-Pull up in that Barbie Rari, finna bury yall She threw dirt on my name, ended up at her own burial Kanye dressed me up like a doll Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Bitch, this the dream team, magic as I recall Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls Ka-Ka-Kanye dressed me up like a doll Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Bitch, this the dream team, Fif is on call Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale Make her spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me Pop it, pop it, she get started, she wont ever stop it Little thottie, thottarati choosin everybody

Uh, Gucci Wanna make love, love, love King of the skreets And when these suckas see me, they should bow to my feet And kiss the ground underneath I look down at the beef That shit childish to me Two hundred thousand to see me And its been sold out for weeks Cant brush shoulders with me These stones in my choker are 2 karats apiece Look like boulders to me Damn, who colder than me? You think he colder than me? You more bipolar than me You talkin crazy Im tryna book Beyoncé for my wedding day Im the type of nigga, spend a million on a wedding cake Niggas hate, but hesitate They hate to see ya elevate I just left out the gym Im bout to take a swim and meditate Woo! Now its time to celebrate Ask me why Im smilin I say, Cause I make two mil a day And I might take your bitch and pay her bills Thats how I feel today And I just wanna fuck Dont wanna chill, thats how I feel today Im makin money like Im makin sweet love I wanna make love, love, love She say the money make her wanna make love Wanna make love, love, love, huh Ay yo, aint talkin housewives, but Im in the Porsche First Ima scorch her, then Ima torch her Then Ima torture her, then Ima off her A million dollars for a show, they made their off-er Go against Nicki, its gon cost ya Cause now its fuck ya, intercourse ya I rep Queens where they listen to a bunch of Nas Im a yes and these bitches is a bunch of nahs Tryin’ to win a gunfight with a bunch of knives I win, get off the bench and give a bunch of fives I dont see her Bitch Im the greatest, no Kendrick and no Sia Im the iPhone, you the Nokia Everybody know you jealous, bitch its so clear Tell them bum ass bitches to play their role She see my sexy ass every time she scroll I got it in the can, Dole Your career gon be with Anna Nicole Witcha dumbass face She aint eatin but I swear she got some bum ass taste Text her man like, Dawg, how that bum ass taste? Pay your rent! And stay in your bum ass place Oooohhh, oh you the qu-e-e-the queen of this here? One platinum plaque, album flopped, bitch, where? Hahaha, ahhhhh I took two bars off just to laugh You see, silly rabbit, to be the queen of rap You gotta sell records, you gotta get plaques S, plural like the S on my chest Now sit your dumbass down You got an F on your test Im makin money like Im makin sweet love I wanna make love, love, love She say the money make her wanna make love Wanna make love, love, love, huh I love to see the money stack up Hope that we dont ever, ever break up Wanna make love, love, love

Mmm, uhh Aint yellin cut, when its shootin time Sign up, its recruitin time Big wigs, with a suit and tie And them big things got two inside Fuck wrong wit these ho niggas? Dont do coke, I dont blow niggas I dont tell niggas, I show niggas And its never less than like four niggas Four wings and some french fries Hot sauce and ketchup nigga He telling and he hiding But real niggas still catch a nigga Cop Raris, I dont test drive em Home theaters, cant Best Buy em These niggas that I roll with Dont let a single thing get by em King pins and them drug lords Chi-Town, no gun laws Broke bitches that talk shit? Now them the bitches I stunt for Malcolm X daughter came at me Lookin ass niggas aint happy Rolled out with some Latin Kings And some eses in em plain khakis Smack bitches, no smack cam Closed fists, no back hands Pop pussy on a hand stand They suckin dick like its band camp Call Webb and then call Nitti Queens niggas in, its all hoodies Kidnappin and then rob niggas Call D-Roc for a biggie Pussy ass little rap niggas I fucked with real trap niggas Pop star, icon But I send niggas, come snatch niggas Im with EBK, you on EBT Got a black nine, call it BET School niggas, get a GED And I tease niggas, make em B-E-G Got a money fetish, Ima fly to Venice Got a big house, I can play some tennis Lil Herb, whats good? Im a bad bitch and I fuck good Know a couple niggas thats down to ride for a homicide When its drama time Run up on a nigga with the llamas flyin Leave his loved ones all traumatized 1-50, Im really with it Ill drop his ass and then forget it Im the man round my side of town Might see a bitch and forget I hit it Im a young nigga, I be gettin money Take your bitch from you And these niggas dont get no respect Ima stay 100 til Im six under Matter fact, I gotta keep it 150 For every nigga thats gon come with me Im on Roc Block with a new semi And a blue Bentley, it do 160 Smoke a lot a of weed, like fuck kidneys Put a dutch in me, got a .40 on me I dont trust any, and if any nigga ever try to end me Ima die shooting, prayin God forgive me You too busy hating, you cant get no paper Why are yall so silly? Straight killers I can call so many, I dont love no bitches But my mom, my sister, my gun and Nicki Im in Hollywood, came from Kingston Food Shorties standing, in the streets with tools Where Im from we dont play no games Aint no April fools, you will make the news Where I hang, we dont say no names If you talk to cops, I stay away from you Keep your mouth shut in them investigations Youll be out the station, in a day or two Dedication and a little patience Lead to domination on my way to greatness Dont put yourself up in a situation Puttin my relations, in your conversations Shoot a opposition, with no hesitation You get my position, then you better take it Know some young bulls from a while back Tryna leave the game but they never made it I got old shit, killin your shit On a couple tracks I just never played it Pussy nigga you dont want war I got old clips bitch Im Baron Davis Pussy nigga you dont want war I got old clips bitch Im Baron Davis Know a couple niggas thats down to ride for a homicide When its drama time Run up on a nigga with the llamas flyin Leave his loved ones all traumatized One-fifty, Im really with it Ill drop his ass and then forget it Im the man round my side of town Might see a bitch and forget I hit it Gang, gang, gang shit man You already know how Im rocking man This is G Herbo, shout out Nicki Minaj, you already know man SB just gave me the .9 with the green beam Just give me the green light Letting niggas have it man We pulling up anywhere wetting shit man Got 50s in them TECs, 50s in them MACs man 30s in them Glocks, 17 shot Berettas, all that shit man Sawed offs, pumps man what you want? How you want it, where you want When you want it man, lets get it And I ride dolo from state to state Even when I aint 150 man Chiraq all the way to Queens Lets get it Uh-huh, I always got a trick up my sleeve I might give you a new trick every week Til this album drop, I dont know I figured they want some more, Ima give you some more Ask Webb if I wasnt taking them trips, with em nigga! Chea!

Uh, yaow, yaow I get it cracking like a bad back Bitch talking she the queen when she looking like a lab rat Im Angelina, you Jennifer Cmon bitch, you see where Brad at? Ice my wrist-es then I piss on bitches You could suck my diznick, if you take these jizzes You dont like them disses, give my ass some kisses Yeah, they know what this is, give bitches the business Cause I pull up and Im stuntin but I aint a stuntman Yes, Im rockin Jordans, but I aint a jumpman Bitches play the back cause they know Im the frontman Put me on a dollar cause Im who they trust in Ayo SB, what the fucks good? We ship platinum, them bitches is shippin wood Them nappy headed hoes, but my kitchen good I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish a bitch would You a stupid ho, you a, you a stupid ho You a stupid ho, you a, you a stupid ho You a stupid ho, you a, you a stupid ho You a stupid ho Yeah, you a, you a stupid ho You a stupid ho, you a, you a stupid ho You a stupid ho, you a, you a stupid ho You a stupid ho, you a, you a stupid ho You a stupid ho Yeah, you a, you a stupid ho Uh, look Bubbles, go back to ya habitat MJ gone and I aint havin that How you gonna be the stunt double to the nigga monkey? Top of that Im in the Phantom lookin hella chonky Ice my wrist-es then I piss on bitches You could suck my diznick, if you take these jizzes You dont like them disses, give my ass some kisses Yeah, they know what this is, give bitches the business Cause I pull up in the Porsche, but it aint de Rossi Pretty bitches only could get in my posse Yes, my name is Roman, last name is Zolanski But no relation to Roman Polanski Hey, yo Baby Bop, fuck you and your EP Whos gassin this hoe? BP? Hmm... thinks One, two, three, do the Nicki Minaj blink These hoes so busted, hoes is so crusty These bitches is my sons and I dont want custody These hoes so busted, hoes is so crusty These bitches is my sons and I dont want custody You a stupid ho, you a, you a stupid ho You a stupid ho, you a, you a stupid ho You a stupid ho, you a, you a stupid ho You a stupid ho Yeah, you a, you a stupid ho You a stupid ho, you a, you a stupid ho You a stupid ho, you a, you a stupid ho You a stupid ho, you a, you a stupid ho You a stupid ho Yeah, you a, you a stupid ho If you cute, then your crew can roll If you sexy, eat my cucka roll Put ya cape on, you a super ho 2012, Im at the Super Bowl Stupid hoes is my enemy, stupid hoes is so wack Stupid hoe shoulda befriended me then she coulda prolly came back Stupid hoes is my enemy, stupid hoes is so wack Stupid hoe shoulda befriended me then she couldve probably came back You a stupid ho, you a stupid ho, you a stupid ho And I aint hit that note, but fuck you stupid hoe, fuck you stupid ho I said fuck a stupid ho and fuck a stupid ho I said fuck a stupid ho and fuck a stupid ho I said fuck a stupid ho and fuck a stupid ho I am the female Weezy

Ayo, as the world turns, the blunt burns Watch them cunts learn Fashion icon, Audrey Hepburn I move keys, but you hoes get one turn Yeah, you get one turn, and one urn I straighten all these bitches out with one perm Who ever gassed em aint none of my concern But, see, the Lord showed me dreams to confirm They done went to witch doctors to bury the Barbie But I double back, kill bitches, bury the body And that go for anybody, youll be thoroughly sorry I could wage war or I come in peace like Gandhi All my powers back, now Im scary to zombies Bring the heat to her, sizzle, I aint talking Kalonji I done fasted and prayed, had to cleanse my body Abstaining from sex, had to zen my body I aint givin, so dont ask, I dont lend my body Gotta be king status to give men my body Fuck yeah, cause a Queen is what I embody, uh Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Yo, you cant wear a Nicki wig and then be Nicki Thats like a fat nigga thinkin he can be Biggie One rough ride, now you DMX and Swizzy One hot video, you Hype? Nah, you just giddy You made one dope beat, now you Kanye? You got a nigga named JAY, now you Yoncé? You got about three stacks, now you André? You put a part in your fade, yeah, you Nas, bae You gotta have real skill, gotta work for that If its really your passion, would you give the world for that? Unlike a lot of these hoes, whether wack or lit At least I can say I wrote every rap I spit Put my blood, sweat, and tears in perfectin my craft Still every teams number one pick in the draft You could bring anybody, weatherman, pick a day I’m Kobe, KD, Kyrie, pick a K Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Every time I get high, I just think about you Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, yeah Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn I see ya, I see you I see ya, I see you To my surprise, I saw you in my eyes The nights I cried, repented of the lies To my, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na To my, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Oh, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Ooh, burn, baby

You should say it right now Anybody wanna buy a heart? Anybody wanna buy a heart? Anybody wanna buy a heart? Cause I dont use the shit anyway But okay, I guess its my fault Westside shorty, with an eastside nigga They say its levels to this shit, Im a G5 nigga And every city I be in, you know she fly with us Its like Hov got Bey, its like Bey got Jigga Really though let me take yall back 09, double R drop top with the top down Pulled up, double parked, hopped out, tried to spit my game It didnt work, got shot down But I can tell by the bag, by the wrist and the ring on that Somebody had it on lockdown The moral of the story not to speak on that She on the team, shorty mine now And we dont ever ever ever make love And we dont ever ever ever say love Unless Im all up in it, she tellin me she love that D on that, I dont ever say uh Bad bitch, aint nothin made up Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy The heart from a real one from Philly reppin that north side? Anybody? Anybody? Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy a heart? Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy love? Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy a heart? Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy trust Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy a heart? Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy love? Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy? Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy love? Rihmeek, Ima have to tell the truth if I speak Unless you want to play, you aint say this the other day You said you was in love, and I still didnt budge Cause I already seen how you be going in when you be in them clubs I could tell you was analyzing me, I could tell you was criticizing me I could tell you was fantasizing that you would come slide in me and confide in me He could tell that I was wifey material He was liking my style in my videos I wasnt looking for love I was looking for a buzz So at times I would lie and say Im busy, yo Cause its too much, and its too clutch Who wants rumors of the two of us But when youre away, I cant get you out of my mind But what if Im not the one and youre wasting your time? But you waited Anybody? Anybody? Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy a heart? Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy love? Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy a heart? Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy trust Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy a heart? Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy love? Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy? Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy love? Its a heart for sale, whos buying? I dont care whos crying Its trust for sale, whos buying? I dont care whos lying

Zaytoven Metro Boomin want some more, nigga Want some more, want some more Even though a nigga been getting to it Want-want-want some more Want some more, want some more Everytime I end up getting it Want-want-want-want some more When they start talking crazy Thats when I know that they want some more I know that Im getting it, but fuck it Cause I want some more Whe-whe-when they start talking crazy Thats when I know that they want some more Every time I end up getting it Want-want-want-want some more I-I-I-Im in this bitch, Im getting money One minute they hate me, then they love me Aint got nothing for me, these dudes is funny Thats why Im throwing shade like its sunny Who-who-who had Eminem on the first album? Who had Kanye saying, “She a problem?” Who the fuck came in the game, made her own column? Who-who made Lil Wayne give em five million? Why the fuck I gotta say it, though? You niggas dont know it yet? Football touchdown on the Boeing jet You my son, but Im just not showing yet Wrist icy, but it aint snowing yet You can tell Im the illest, cause my dividend is the biggest Bitches aint sitting with us, all my niggas in Margielas, oh Is pigs flying? Is these bitches trying me? They think its sweet? Oh-oh-oh-oh, these bitches got diabetes You seen that list? It was me, Baby, Jay-Z, and Diddy Want-want-want some more, want some more Even though a nigga been getting to it Want-want-want some more Want some more, want some more Every time I end up getting it Want-want-want-want some more When they start talking crazy Thats when I know that they want some more I know that Im getting it, but fuck it Cause I want some more Whe-whe-when they start talking crazy Thats when I know that they want some more Every time I end up getting it Want-want-want-want some more Yo, yo, Im in this bitch, Im high-saditty I popped a Perc and I said, “Thank you” Im popping tags every day, it look like my b-day These bitches suck, so I nickname these bitches “BJ” They want that union, they want that D-Wade I tell a ho just be happy they getting leeway My name Barbie, bitch My name Barbie, bitch Alexander made me Queen, Im pulling up with the King Im late to my own party, bitch Want it, I get it, I dont be wanting for nothing I mean, I do what I do and it must be counting for something I dont be jumping from topic to topic, stay in my pocket I got your rent in my pocket, so can I pay you to pop it? Cash Money, getting six albums, no bitch niggas on a bitch album You niggas apologize when a nigga diss you? Thats a big problem Want-want-want some more, want some more Even though a nigga been getting to it Want-want-want some more Want some more, want some more Every time I end up getting it Want-want-want-want some more When they start talking crazy Thats when I know that they want some more I know that Im getting it, but fuck it Cause I want some more Whe-whe-when they start talking crazy Thats when I know that they want some more Every time I end up getting it Want-want-want-want some more

Kane is in the building, nigga Its Mr. Steal Yo Girl Its Mr. Steal Yo Girl Leggo Bottoms up, bottoms up, ayy, whats in ya cup? Got a couple bottles, but a couple aint enough Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your hands up Tell security we bout to tear this club up Bottoms up, bottoms up, pocket full of green Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw ya hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up, up, up You know what it is, girl, we back up in this thang Money stay in my pocket, girl, Im like a walkin bank Tell me whatcha drank, tell me whatcha thank If I go get these bottles, we go alcohol insane Callin all the girls, do you hear me? All around the world, city to city Cheers to the girls, throw a deuce to the guys Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride Gettin loose in the ride Hatin ass nigga you can move to the, move to the, move to the side Bottoms up, bottoms up, ayy, whats in ya cup? Got a couple bottles, but a couple aint enough Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your hands up Tell security we bout to tear this club up Bottoms up, bottoms up, pocket full of green Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw ya hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up, up, up My visions blurred, my words slurred Its jam-packed, a million girls And I aint tryna leave, though We drunk so let me be your alcohol hero Callin all the girls, do you hear me? All around the world, city to city Cheers to the girls, throw a deuce to the guys Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride Gettin loose in the ride Hatin ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the side Bottoms up, bottoms up, ayy, whats in ya cup? Got a couple bottles, but a couple aint enough Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your hands up Tell security we bout to tear this club up Bottoms up, bottoms up, pocket full of green Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up , throw ya hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up , bottoms up, up, up Could I get that trón? Could I get that Remy? Could I get that Coke? Could I get that Henny? Could I get that margarita on the rock-rock-rocks? Could I get that salt all around that rim, rim- rim-rim? Trey, I was like, Yo, Trey Do you think you could buy me a bottle of Rosé? Okay, lets get it now Im with a bad bitch, hes with his friends I dont say, Hi, I say, Keys to the Benz Keys to the Benz? Keys to the Benz Motherfuckin right, yeah, V to the 10 If a bitch tryna get cute Ima stomp her Throw a lot of money at her then yell Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her!, then yell, Fuck her! Then Imma go get my Louisville Slugger Excuse me, Im sorry, Im really such a lady I rep Young Money, you know, Slim, Baby? And we be doing donuts while we wavin the .380 We give a lot of money to the babies out in Haiti Yellin all around the world Do you hear me? Do you like my body? Anna Nicki Rest in peace to Anna Nicole Smith, yes, my dear, youre so explosive Say, Hi to Mary, Mary and Joseph Now, bottoms up and double my dosage Bottoms up, bottoms up, ayy, whats in ya cup? Got a couple bottles, but a couple aint enough Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your hands up Tell security we bout to tear this club up Bottoms up, bottoms up, pocket full of green Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw ya hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up, up, up Its Nicki, Im drunk, Im, Im, Im, Im wanna Im beat Im, Im, Im, Im good, Im good Trigga Trey, Nicki M., lets get it Bottoms up , bottoms up, bottoms up I-I-I-I I am Zolanski Im Roman Yeah

Hola Me llamo Onika Wrist frío Pelo rosa Culo gordo Lo maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las putas quieren kush Make some room, hoe, keep a hundred feet away Fifty trucks, when I pull up we a fleet away You ain’t on my throne, ain’t even a seat away But thanks to Nicki, all these new bitches can see the way I got the krippy, I aint talking bout the gangs, though Had all these bitches rocking pink hair and bangs, though Now I got em rocking inches now But Ill leave these bitches hanging like lynches now Word play got em stepping up they pens-es now Still stick me for my flow like syringes now Still kicking closed doors off the hinges now Shotgun in them 88 Benzes now With my plug, I call him Poncho, but I think he wants some chocha Put this pussy in his boca, make my niggas take his coca Now Im balling like Im Sosa in that Lamborghini rosa Yelling, viva Puerto Rico, all my bitches es hermosa Pero ahora estoy pal krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las putas quieren kush Aquí pasamos moñas por el TSA Las putas se montan fácil como en GTA 200 cajas e paper que pedí en eBay En PR ya es legal, yo firmé la ley Fumando como Snoop Dogg y Wiz Kha Las gatas quieren Kush, no quieren Friska Prendí un bastón como el de la brisca 2 phillies, se queda bizca Las libras yo las compro y llegan por FedEx Priority el paquete, next day vía express Del celular traqueo con el GPS Y el shipping se lo cobramo al bobo de tu ex Que tiene un guille de bichote y lo que fuma es regular Sintéticas de esas que venden por ahí en los puestos legal Que le baja a la movie, que pa acá no venga a frontear Que somos millonarios y acabo e comprar par de acres pa sembrar Pero ahora estoy pal krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las putas quieren kush Call baby girl up, it’s time to smoke something I know you heard, I’m Slaughter Gang, I smoke something Off the head, yeah, I ain’t never wrote nothing Pretty face, ass fat, Im tryna poke something Yeah, back it up, baby, let me see you twerk Yeah, spillin’ codeine on my Gucci shirt Yeah, whole lotta racks and the krispy And she throw that ass back like a frisbee Uh-huh, Im smoking krippy kush Fill the backwoods up with the whole bush I might pass her to the team, cause she old news Tryna make a hundred Ms using Pro Tools In a Maybach and I’m laid back Put a bullet hole , in ya wave cap You better pay me now , I don’t cut slack All these VVS’s , make you upset Pero ahora estoy pal krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Toa las putas quieren kush

Kush rolled, glass full: I prefer the better things Niggas with no money act like money isnt everything Im havin 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 tryna pop that shit for pimp; okay, well nevermind I-I-I tried to told you, Drizzy still aint nothin nice Bracelet saying you should quit, cars saying fuck your life Okay now we outta here, toodles to you bitches And if you dolled up, I got the voodoo for you bitches Im busy gettin rich, I dont want trouble I made enough for two niggas, boy: stunt double Fame is like a drug that Ive taken too much of But 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 talkin about They opinion doesnt count, we the only thing that matters Aww, 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 Ima lose this year Aww, man I love my team Man I love my team, I would die for them niggas, aww Drizzy say get her, Ima 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 mixtape? That was just a keepsake, bought the president The Louis presidential briefcase, never been a cheapskate We got the Hawks, I aint talkin about the Peach State Man, for Petes sake, scratch that—sweepstakes Fuck I look like, ho? I look like yes and you like no Im a bad bitch, I aint never been a mixed breed On a diet, but Im doin donuts in a 6-speed M6 in front of M2 I see a lot of rap bitches on the menu But I collect 100 thou at the venue And pop bottles with my team, Young Money til the death of me Im about whatever man, fuck what they be talkin about They opinion doesnt count, we the only thing that matters Aww, 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 Ima lose this year Aww, man I love my team Man I love my team, I would die for them niggas, aww I mean, we cant even rock them shoes If it dont got a comma on the price tag, you know? I mean, I mean but then again Who, who looks at the price tag, you know? Aww yeah we in this bitch Aww, aww, aww Aww yeah we in this bitch Aww, aww, aww Im about whatever man, fuck what they be talkin about They opinion doesnt count, we the only thing that matters Aww, 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 Ima lose this year Aww, man I love my team Man I love my team, I would die for them niggas, aww Im about whatever man, fuck what they be talkin about They opinion doesnt count, we the only thing that matters Aww, 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 Ima lose this year Aww, man I love my team Man I love my team, I would die for them niggas, aww

Shitted on em Man, I just shitted on em Shitted on em Put your number twos in the air if you did it on em Shitted on em Man, I just shitted on em Shitted on em Put your number twos in the air if you did it on em All these bitches is my sons And Ima go and get some bibs for em A couple formulas, little pretty lids on em If I had a dick, I would pull it out and piss on em Let me shake it off I just signed a couple deals, I might break you off And we aint making up, I dont need a mediator Just let them bums blow steam, radiator , shitted on em , man, I just shitted on em , shitted on em Put your number twos in the air if you did it on em , shitted on em , man, I just shitted on em , shitted on em Put your number twos in the air if you did it on em This stone is flawless, F1 I keep shooters up top in the F1 A lot of bad bitches beggin me to F one But Ima eat them rap bitches when the chef come Throw some fresh ones More talent in my motherfuckin left thumb She aint a Nicki fan, then the bitch deaf, dumb You aint my son, you my motherfuckin step-son , shitted on em , man, I just shitted on em , shitted on em Put your number twos in the air if you did it on em , shitted on em , man, I just shitted on em , shitted on em Put your number twos in the air if you did it on em All these bitches is my sons And I aint talkin bout Phoenix Bitch, I get money, so I dos what I pleases I live where the motherfuckin pools and the trees is Broke bitches so crusty Gave the bitch a ride, got the Continental dusty Trust me, I keep a couple hundred in the duff-B Couple wet wipes case a bum try to touch me, ew Im the terminator Bitch talk slick, Ima have to terminate her These little nappy-headed hoes need a perminator You my seed, Ill spray you with the germinator Move back, bugs Matter fact, you know the queen could use a back rub If you could turn back time, Cher You used to be here, now youre gone, Nair , shitted on em , man, I just shitted on em , shitted on em Put your number twos in the air if you did it on em , shitted on em , man, I just shitted on em , shitted on em Put your number twos in the air if you did it on em

August, Young Money I swear this is my favorite song laughs I’m serious, burrrrr Red light, you know I cant make this thing that official Believe, we had a great night but I aint the type to tell you that I miss you - shit You dont like that, I make this easy, leaving After sexing on the floor Baby, I know you need me like I need you But Im not the one you wanna love So just pop a couple bands with a nigga like me Loving aint the same with a nigga like me You used to them but aint no loving me I hear what you would say and girl, its clear to see You should just drink a couple drinks with a nigga like me You probably go insane with a nigga like me Lets just party til we cant, aint no loving me And Im the one to blame, aint no loving me So dont come looking for love Oh, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love Dont come looking for love Oh, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love Shawty, if you looking for somebody trying to settle down Probably wont be around, nah baby You should hit me when you tired of playing up in the house And aint nobody around, you need that When you need that late night We can both make love to the daylight You got it, girl, you got it, girl But you know I cant stay, right? Uh, nah babe All I want is you so what you tryna do? So just pop a couple bands with a nigga like me Loving aint the same with a nigga like You used to them but aint no loving me I hear what you would say and girl, its clear to see You should just drink a couple drinks with a nigga like me You probably go insane with a nigga like me Lets just party til we cant, aint no loving me And Im the one to blame, aint no loving me So dont come looking for love Oh, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love Dont come looking for love Oh, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love No love, no love, no love, no love, no love No love, no love, no love, no love, no love No love, no love, no love, no love, no love No love, no love, no love, no love, no love August, you know, I’m here to save you Me and them girls, we ain’t the same boo You know I hate it when you leave me Cause you love it then you leave it but you know how bad I need it You so fuckin’ conceited, why you coming over weeded? You can’t treat me like you treat them Yes, I am the crème de la crème Yes, I am from one to ten, ten You fronting in them streets, keep saying we just friends You can’t front like this ain’t way realer I know you hard, I know that you a killer I know you started off a dope dealer But let your guard down, your niggas know you feel her, feel her So what you want, baby? So just pop a couple bands with a nigga like me Loving aint the same with a nigga like You used to them but aint no loving me I hear what you would say and girl, its clear to see You should just drink a couple drinks with a nigga like me You probably go insane with a nigga like me Lets just party til we cant, aint no loving me And Im the one to blame, aint no loving me So dont come looking for love Oh, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love Dont come looking for love Oh, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love

Bust down, Barbiana, bust down, Barbiana Bust down and pick that shit up Bust down and pick that shit up Bust it open and pick that shit up Bust it open and pick that shit up Uh, ayo, I been a bad bitch, cockiana And Im still winnin, Pacquiana Percocets, popiana, killin everybody beat Thank you, next, Ariana You gon have to give me topiana If you tryna get some sloppiana I call my opps Oppiana Then shut down Yves Saint, Lauriana I dont want you on my page, blockiana Flow tailor made, like Teyana They copyin my style, copiana Roger that, over, copiana Benihana to Katana, bitch, I been a Donna He screamin my government: O-Onika Tanya You look like Nicki now, still you tacky-ana To keep it 100, bitch you wacky-ana In the hood like Kiana, or a Tatiana Immigrant from Trinidad, rep Americana Im bout to shut it down at Met Galiana You peanut head bitches is always jellyana Im bout to get a ring in my bellyana Tattoo my man name, then give him some beckiana 85, comma, plus three zeros Plus another comma plus three zeros Then add a dot Bop a dot dot, bop a dot dot doh Been at the top Before this song came out, bitch you been a thot Bust down, Barbiana, bust down, Barbiana Then back that shit up On the gang, then back that shit up On the mags, then back that shit up Bust down, Barbiana, bust down Then pick that shit up On the gang, Barbiana Bust down, bust down, Barbiana Uh Bust down and pick that shit up Bust down and pick that shit up Bust it open and pick that shit up Bust it open and pick that shit up

Dont ever fuckin play with me Yall niggas know, yall bitches know Im the fucking queen You ho bitches know, you dirty bum bitches know Pooh, you a fool for this one Drop the strings on em Woke up, the price of coke up I just hit em with the low cut, then call my folks up Somebody bout to get poked up, go call a tow truck All that talkin out your neck, might just get your throat cut This a Makk truck, not a black truck When we move, tell ‘em, Back up, click click, clack, duck Hella bands, pull up, stashed up, super facts up All you bitches Rosa Parks, uh-oh, get your ass up, uh Yikes, I play tag and you it for life Yikes , you a clown, you do it for likes Yikes , yes, its tight, but it doesnt bite Grip it right, he be like Yikes, whats the hype? This is something light Yikes, outta town on consistent flights Yikes, work hard, this a different white Get your life, you bitches aint livin right Yeah , I keep two nines, yeah You see my face all over that Fendi design, yeah Soon as niggas press you, boy, you throw up peace signs, yeah You dont want that action, pull your cards, you decline, yeah Uh , I keep two dimes, yeah Walk up to a bad bitch, be like, I think you fine, yeah I dont play with demons, Satan, get thee behind, yeah Bout to get fucked up on margarita with two limes, yeah Ooh, Ive been the same, aint shit changed, this aint nothin new That pretty frame, diamond chain, what the fuck it do? Yo, clear the way, its some bad bitches comin through I give two Fs like the letters that are on my shoe Yikes, I play tag and you it for life Yikes , you a clown, you do it for likes Yikes , yes, its tight, but it doesnt bite Grip it right, he be like Yikes, whats the hype? This is something light Yikes, outta town on consistent flights Yikes, work hard, this a different white Get your life, you bitches aint livin right Bag talk But aint got no mouth when money bag talk, hmm Its quiet, aint no back talk Quiet, aint no back talk

I’m the shit with no makeup, don’t have to curl my hair up All this booty here mine, I’m a dollar worth a dime Real bosses stand up, ladies throw your hands up and say “I know I’m cute, I know I’m fly You ask me why? Cause I’m the shit!” I’m the shit with no makeup, don’t have to curl my hair up All this booty here mine, I’m a dollar worth a dime Real bosses stand up, ladies throw your hands up and say “I know I’m cute, I know I’m fly You ask me why? Cause I’m the shit!” Beat em like they stole some, beat em like they stole some All this booty here got em dreaming, lemme hold some Let me, let me hear that boy, let me, let me wear that boy Let me get the most expensive car, and let me steer that boy Real big pretty titty, shut down every city If you want the kid kitty, gotta get the key from me All new everything, plus pay the rent for me If we in the wilderness, niggas pitch the tent for me Tent for me, tent for me, get me bodied Long hair, no makeup, doing pilates Those niggas dont step on my damn Zanottis All them bitches my sons but whos the Daddy? I graduate with honors, I ball, Nead OConnor I did a freestyle, then I got a shout out from Obama Yes, yes, I am ill, I go in for the kill Hoes is my sons, birth control, I am on the pill What I gotta do? What I gotta do to em? Step up in the club, everybody like who them? Girls girls, me and my girls What you done did? I need some referrals Motherfuckers know I’m the shit, legit And if a motherfucker don’t, he can suck my dick I tell em, Everybody else is my opposite! I put em on the game, give em five percent I’m the shit with no makeup, don’t have to curl my hair up All this booty here mine, I’m a dollar worth a dime Real bosses stand up, ladies throw your hands up and say “I know I’m cute, I know I’m fly You ask me why? Cause I’m the shit!” I’m the shit with no makeup, don’t have to curl my hair up All this booty here mine, I’m a dollar worth a dime Real bosses stand up, ladies throw your hands up and say “I know I’m cute, I know I’m fly You ask me why? Cause I’m the shit!” I’m like really famous, I got a famous anus No, not Famous Amos, all this fame is heinous Lemme, lemme hear that boy, lemme, lemme wear that boy All this money coming in, but I never share that, boy No lipstick, no lashes though But I got a real big ol ratchet, though I said dude, yo dude, you packing dough He said he want a good box like Pacquiao I said, Well, my name Nicki and it’s nice to meet you If you really wanna know, I’ll give you my procedure Got a whole bunch of pretty gang in my clique And we lookin for some ballers, alopecia I hate wack niggas, I should really slap niggas These niggas trippin when I put em on the map niggas How you gon break that? How you gon fake that? Aint at no wedding but all my girls cake pop Sleeping on me, no mattress though Im a burn the beat down, no matches though No, they can’t keep up? They molasses slow Im the greatest Queens bitch, with the cashes flow Looking, looking at me like it’s my fault Trying to take sneak pictures with they iPhone I like independent bitches like July 4th Now that’s what young Harriet died for I’m the shit with no makeup, don’t have to curl my hair up All this booty here mine, I’m a dollar worth a dime Real bosses stand up, ladies throw your hands up and say “I know I’m cute, I know I’m fly You ask me why? Cause I’m the shit!” I’m the shit with no makeup, don’t have to curl my hair up All this booty here mine, I’m a dollar worth a dime Real bosses stand up, ladies throw your hands up and say “I know I’m cute, I know I’m fly You ask me why? Cause I’m the shit!”

High in the video, fuck with me, hella raw Raw got a little riddle, riddle, twerk for a star Started from the, like Christina, got a million Man Im a good guy, turned to a vill-i-an Bully in the pack turned to a rat Pussy on my jack, I hit a bitch with a car bomb Bombs in L.A., bombs in the Bay Nigga you aint safe, I run with niggas like O-Dog All we do is ball, all we do is ball, now Im passed out Lean in the drop, ice in the watch Nigga, thats Ben & Jerry dollars, watch a nigga make a stack house Gingerbread man run while you can All you niggas lame, tooly on me, got killers on speed dial Infrared blam if a nigga shout Dont get packed out, prolly hit a paparazzi when I back out Can you see now? Are you senile? Can you see now? You could see now? Can you see now? Can you see now? Can you see now? When you see a nigga, dont be actin senile Sky dweller check, helicopter pad Droppin off a body bag Money talk, guess I got the gift of gab Dont interject, dont intercept You aint on a jet, you aint meet a bitch with this kinda money yet Yeah, I got an Audemar, I aint set the time once And I know they say they shine, I aint seen em shine once All these rappers is my sons, and Im always nine months Man if this was baseball, I aint let em slide once Do you see now? You playin D now? Oh, you wanna beat me, how? Oh, you the number one draft in the league now? Ride down ya block, doors 12 oclock Lambo, the drop, bike niggas, aint stoppin for a cop I got this shit locked tighter than a bear hug When them bitches rap, niggas need an earplug Can you see now? Are you senile? Can you see now? You could see now? Can you see now? Can you see now? Can you see now? When you see a nigga, dont be actin senile Ride with the heat, trunk full of beat Bomb like the Middle East, I got killers in the street Ride with the heat, trunk full of beat Bomb like the Middle East, I got killers in the street Ride with the heat, trunk full of beat Bomb like the Middle East, I got killers in the street Ride with the heat, trunk full of beat Bomb like the Middle East, I got killers in the street Nigga, got a problem? See about it Knock the nigga off, beat the body Im just makin all these deposits Neighborhood nice and quiet, thought I saw Mr. Rogers, nigga I could sell salt and equalize it, wait I said I could sell salt and equalize it Boy, I got every award but a Heisman Do a drive-by on you niggas, make a u-turn for survivors Take a newborn from his momma, stick a shoe horn in vaginas Got the coupe on Yokohamas, got the super soaker chopper Well kidnap the kingpin, like Who is your supplier? Nigga better know the fire, nigga better know somebody I know niggas thatll kill yah for a little notoriety I can make a lion say Meow Im in this mothafucka gettin money til Im senile Tunechi! Can you see now? Are you senile? Can you see now? You could see now? Can you see now? Can you see now? Can you see now? When you see a nigga, dont be actin senile Can you see now? Are you senile? Can you see now? You could see now? Can you see now? Can you see now? Can you see now? When you see a nigga, dont be actin senile

I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet Youd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, hes rich and famous, but hes just a guy to me I feel like Im King Kong, name still going ding-dong Its two girls gettin more money, and they dont rap, they sing songs I stay with that pink on, pink furs and them pink thongs Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard, but dont think long Pink Friday had Eminem, spit hard but Im feminine Iconic trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins Whats left that I didnt do? You bit the forbidden fruit You thought youd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin you? Took a lil break, but Im back to me Tryna make a new Nicki, where the factory? Theyll never toe to toe on a track with me Therell never be another one after me Cause the skill level still just a half of me Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me All these low IQ hoes baffle me Tell em that I wash bitches take a bath for me Bunch of trophies in my crib like a athlete I see them giving fake love but that trash is weak Man, you know that I ripped, every rapper beat You know Nicki gon eat, Bon Appétit Used to get real hype off a half a mil Used to get real high off a half a pill We dont pay niggas to front like they like my shit We dont pay niggas to come in and write my shit, uh Now carry on, now carry on Now carry on, now carry on Swish, swish, Im just gettin my Curry on G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet Youd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, hes rich and famous, but hes just a guy to me You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me , you made me Yo, you made me do it, hoe, I told you, get low Im popping tens, but they gotta be yellow Im New York Nick, Im ballin, where Carmelo? Im wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche? How you supposed to make the quota when you never went North? How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport? All that hoopin and hollerin, still aint scorin on the court You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah You made me , you made me Ayy yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do Switched the foreign on em, navy blue to baby blue Look at how they started pussy poppin when 80 flew All my niggas move that Britney, Ari, yeah, Katy, too Niggas gassed on the really though, gas I pumped them Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him Push the limits, Im a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him Pushed past being filthy rich, ask I trumped them Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest era, era Never been clearer, clearer, dont force it, Farrah, Farrah Because youll never be me, thats word to Bella, Gigi Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG Now carry on, now carry on Now carry on, now carry on Swish, swish, Im just gettin my Curry on G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet Youd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, hes rich and famous, but hes just a guy to me On blood, you made me, you made me You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me , you made me

You bring out feelings in me I never show Nobody has made me feel this way before Im a good girl, but I wanna be bad for you I wanna be bad for you I wanna be bad-ad-ad I wanna be bad for you I wanna be bad And they say bad girls aint no good Good girls aint no fun I still cant find a nigga that touch that I dont know one And I aint searching for it Never trust but Im working on it Fell in love with that ride game Swimming pool, you surfing on it Like Yonce, do the surfboard, surfboard They still think you a church girl We linking up on your days off And I still give you that work girl Like work, twerk Do it like that video Wanted that for a long time Cool with it, I get it though First year we both fronted We had feelings we didnt show Second year we couldnt hide it Funny part they didnt know How could something thats so wrong feel so right? But who to tell you this wrong, though? This your life Word up You bring out feelings in me I never show Nobody has made me feel this way before Im a good girl, but I wanna be bad for you I wanna be bad for you I wanna be bad-ad-ad I wanna be bad for you I wanna be bad We just fucking up the city, going hard every night Niggas hating on us, you know lord they aint right Cause I broke a lot of hearts, aint do them girls right But you broke hearts too, but that boy aint fight So they dont deserve it, it feel like its perfect Im loving your style the way you preserve it Just look at my eyes and see whats inside You know that its pride, you say that Im worth it But said I aint ready, really Im ready Really Im ready, Im ready like never before Imma just give you a key to my heart Youll be the first that I let in the door I used to hear that you flirt with them guys They never would score All you was hearing about me and the women Aint trust them before You know what youre doing, fuck what they said You know what we on When we in bed, its like we on stage And I got the mic so let me perform, sing it You bring out feelings in me I never show Nobody has made me feel this way before Im a good girl, but I wanna be bad for you I wanna be bad for you I wanna be bad-ad-ad I wanna be bad for you I wanna be bad

Fall off in the spot Wait up, they gon do it while you drop Metro! Pull up with no top If Young Metro dont trust you, Im gon shoot you Fall off in the spot, every girl comin like a shark And you know my necklace, sittin on ski resort Fall off in the spot, every girl comin like a shark Put that thing in park, Ima let my fin pick you apart Glowin in the dark, fifty some girls on board Runnin with the marksmen, everything on point like, En garde! Yo, Im me, Im Barbie drippin DB9, Barbie whippin If he say he dont want me back, he be lyin Bitch, Im the sauce, Barbie dippin, Im the boss, Barbie sippin They keep tellin me work it, I aint got no chores Im all yours, Barbie kissin, call the stores, Barbie shippin Out or indoors, baby, Ima floss What? Why of course, Barbie tippin, I endorse, Barbie strippin Mink carpet, but I aint got no flaws Doors look like wings, Barbie sittin, bada-bing, Barbie trippin Curve niggas like they arm in a sling Hopped off the swing, Barbie swingin, to the ring, Barbie blingin Good box, so he called Don King Who the fuck gon party with them dollies? No, I never do the mollies If I hit you, then you probably gon sue Who the fuck gon come through with the body, always lookin like a hottie Always sayin what somebody wont do? Who the fuck gon’ pull up in your city, lookin every bit of pretty With the itty bitty titty bitch crew? Who the fuck gon beat him with the .22 if he dont lose the attitude And run off with his credit cards, too? Fall off in the spot, every girl comin like a shark And you know my necklace, sittin on ski resort Fall off in the spot, every girl comin like a shark Put that thing in park, Ima let my fin pick you apart Glowin in the dark, fifty some girls on board Runnin with the marksmen, everything on point like, En garde! Thousand dollar massage I dont ever miss my mark Anything I like goes in the cart I might spend it all to prove a point Rollin west coast, Arnold Schwarz If she lick her lips then Ima join Indo Ima spark When I cash out, thats her favorite part They delivered my Lambo, all white with a tan bow My bodys a work of art, he eatin this Van Gogh Im not in the bando, Im Pablo Sandals White beaches, candles, we sexin, Anglo Wh-wh-what you think all these niggas wanna cuff for? A lot of Bloods, what you think they in the cut for? Yeah, its a sweep, I aint talkin when the dust fall My winnin streak still hasnt peaked, you little dust ball Bitch, Im a star-ar, me and Swae Lee, yah, yah G-4s, 5s, Chun-way on the runway, yah, yah Riccardo Tisci in Milan, you see me modelin, ah Dinner with Kar-ar, dinner with Karl Lagerfeld, yah Yeah, this that Steven Klein, Mert & Marcus, yah, yah Yeah, just to take a picture, I go raise the bar far Im bitchy, yah, yah, really bitchy, ah, ah Americas Next Top Model, call me Yaya E-every time I score she gon hear them swishes, ah Tell that bitch Im in the league, she still play for Wichita I piss hits broad, call me the swish God The swish, swish God? Yup, the swish God Fall off in the spot, every girl comin like a shark And you know my necklace, sittin on ski resort Fall off in the spot, every girl comin like a shark Put that thing in park, Ima let my fin pick you apart Glowin in the dark, fifty some girls on board Runnin with the marksmen, everything on point like, En garde! Mhm, shout-out Giovanni For doing that Barbie Tingz video, uh-huh Nina Garcia, Stephen Gan, Elle mag, yuh, uh-huh Im still on my Naomi shit Wilhelmina Models tip Weezy, Mack, Baby, Slim Gee, I see you, Jean, Tezz, El, Shawn Gee Monte, Avery, Roppo, Joe, Katina, Mike, Dave, Gary, Josh Uh, Brett, Sheika, Kim, Grizz, Hillary, Khloé, Biggz Juice, I see you Juice, keep me rollin Juice Youre in the middle of Queen right now, thinkin I see why she called this shit Queen This bitch is really the fuckin queen—ahh! Ahahahaaah! Rrrrr! I love my fans, I love you so much

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, ball for me Baby, could you? I got too much on my mind right now I aint got the time to get you Saint Laurent now Could you? I got too much on my mind right now Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby 30 thou Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, ball for me Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, b-ball for me, yeah Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, ball for me Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, b-ball for me, yeah Im on the road, Im gettin paid, like what you want, baby? Youre bougie, baby, but I love you, baby, give you the world, baby Paid five grand for a handbag, thats Saint Laurent, baby Damn, you love that money, baby Hunnid thousand plus hunnid thousand, my whip 30 thousand plus 30 thousand, my wrist We got alcohol, plus bad bitches, thats lit I swear, baby, we was just kissin, thats it How could I forget the shit that you done done for me? Baby gonna take the charge and take the fall for me Would love to take you shoppin, but girl, Im in Europe tourin Sorry, lil mama, I cant give you more Baby, could you? I got too much on my mind right now I aint got the time to get you Saint Laurent now Could you? I got too much on my mind right now Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby 30 thou Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, ball for me Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, b-ball for me, yeah Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, ball for me Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, b-ball for me, yeah Yo, gotta hit him on the jack When you comin back? Where is you at on the map? Everything is intact Coulda been a seamstress, still wouldnt cut him slack Pretty much, aint got a clue Itty bitty piggyback off everything I do But Im still droppin jaws Got em lookin like James Harden at the awards Back to you, Im so into you For real, breh like Im kin to you If you a 10, I add 10 to you They be mad when I tend to you Thats what the bae like Call me Buffy cause thats what I slay like These bitches, I son em like its daylight These niggas wanna know what it tastes like What it tastes like, yo, what it tastes like, yo They wanna know what it tastes like, yo All this ice, it should taste like snow Get kimonos and lets fly to Tokyo Pretty, pretty please baby, wont you cop this for me? Baby, could you? I got too much on my mind right now I aint got the time to get you Saint Laurent now Could you? I got too much on my mind right now Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby 30 thou Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, ball for me Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, b-ball for me, yeah Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, ball for me Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, b-ball for me, yeah Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, ball for me Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, b-ball for me, yeah Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, ball for me Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, b-ball for me, yeah

Here we go again, its the game we love Sheets all over the floor and they laced with drugs You aint play your cards right, you had the Ace of Clubs Hit you with the Ace of Spade in your face and shrugged Blood drippin out your arm on my Asian rugs We was just plannin a wedding, Caucasian doves You was just tellin your mans that you hate the clubs Now we in the crying game, heart laced with slugs Are you alone? Do you need someone? Is it too late to talk? Did I wait too long? Thousand words dont change a thing Is it only three, three words that youre missing? Whered you go? Couldnt see, I was too busy Couldve just said no, where would you go? I think I know Oh-oh, oh-oh Were back to playing, were back to playing Oh-oh, oh-oh Were back to playing the crying game I couldve given everything Dont wanna let the tears begin Were back to playing the crying game I couldve given everything Dont wanna let the tears begin Were back to playing the crying game Welcome to the crying game, where you lose your soul Where it aint no E-Z Pass, you gotta use the toll Aint no cruise control, you bout to lose control Aint no smilin faces here, we slammin doors and dishes Sayin we dont miss each other, but its all fictitious Sayin that we had enough, but enough of what? Another slap to the face, another uppercut Im just abusive by nature, not cause I hate ya Not cause I wanna get someone to imitate ya I know its hard, I know I intimidate ya But is you stayin or goin? I couldnt breathe and you aint even know it How come you never show it? All this love you speak of All I want is to love and be loved Im losin a thing I thought Id win And Im comin undone Cause the tears dont end Whered you go? Couldnt see, I was too busy Couldve just said no, where would you go? I think I know Oh-oh, oh-oh Were back to playing, were back to playing Oh-oh, oh-oh Were back to playing the crying game I couldve given everything Dont wanna let the tears begin Were back to playing the crying game I couldve given everything Dont wanna let the tears begin Were back to playing the crying game Oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh

Be my woman, girl, Ill be your man Be my woman, girl, Ill be your man Yes, Ill be your woman, yes, Ill be your baby Yes, Ill be whatever that you tell me when youre ready Yes, Ill be your girl, forever your lady You aint ever gotta worry, Im down for you baby Best believe that, when you need that Ill provide that, you will always have it Ill be on deck, keep it in check When you need that, Imma let you have it Beating my drum like dum di di day I like the dirty rhythm you play I wanna hear you calling my name Like hey mama, mama, hey mama, ma Banging the drum like dum di di day I know you want it in the worst way I wanna hear you calling my name Like hey mama, mama, hey mama, ma Be my woman, girl, Ill be your man Be my woman, girl, Ill be your man Yes, I do the cooking, yes, I do the cleaning Plus, I keep the na-na real sweet for your eating Yes you be the boss, and yes I be respecting Whatever that you tell me, cause its game you be spitting, oh Best believe that , when you need that Ill provide that, you will always have it Ill be on deck, keep it in check When you need that, Imma let you have it Beating my drum like dum di di day I like the dirty rhythm you play I wanna hear you calling my name Like hey mama, mama, hey mama, ma Banging the drum like dum di di day I know you want it in the worst way I wanna hear you calling my name Like hey mama, mama, hey mama, ma Be my woman, girl, Ill be your man Be my woman, girl, Ill be your man Whole crew got the juice, yo dick game the truth My screams is the proof, them other dudes get the deuce When I speed in the coupe, leaving this interview It aint nothin new, I been fuckin with you None of them bitches aint taking you, just tell them to make a U Huh, that how it be, I come first like debuts, huh So baby when you need that, give me that word Im no good, Ill be bad for my baby So I make sure that hes getting his share So I make sure that his baby take care So I make sure Im on my toes, on my knees Keep him pleased, rub him down, be a lady and a freak, oh Beating my drum like dum di di day I like the dirty rhythm you play I wanna hear you calling my name Like hey mama, mama, hey mama, ma Banging the drum like dum di di day I know you want it in the worst way I wanna hear you calling my name Like hey mama, mama, hey mama, ma Be my woman, girl, Ill be your man Be my woman, girl, Ill be your man

Full blown, run rich, Brinx Yo, Mula, yo, yeah Ayo I know what these niggas like, and it aint my charm I aint stupid, this $250 on my arm I like money more than dick, nigga, thats a fact You think pussys everything? Well, lets have a chat A-a-ass out, pussy fat, point me to a rich nigga Who gon Rico, Ace me, pay in full my money, Mitch nigga? Ima help him fuck the check up, Ima run the business If your girl dont get it poppin, put me on your wishlist Hitlist, now he sendin gifts like if its Christmas He said, Baby, everyday we ballin, I say, Swish, swish Got him callin nonstop cause he dont wanna miss this I said, Dont panic, keep the faith, nigga, B.I.G.s bitch If you know your pussy worth a Benz truck Dont let homie fuck unless his bands up Go to DR, get that fat transfer It aint such a thing as broke and handsome If you let that broke nigga fuck, we tellin If you let that broke nigga fuck, we tellin If you let that broke nigga fuck, we tellin If you let that broke nigga fuck, we tellin Lil mama said she only fuckin on a rich dick I cum in her face and tell her, Now you lookin rich, bitch Her friend in the other room, can I get a witness? We could have some rich sex, cannot have no rich kids Facts, all my bitches have no limits Fucked her in a helicopter, now she screamin, Skys the limit Fuck her in a drop top, now she screamin, Skys the limit Sent her back to who she with, now she screamin, Why Im with him? Damn, lil mama said she only suckin on a rich dick Make you put your money where your mouth at, thats some lipstick Lets fuck on the money fore we count that, thats some rich shit Pussy smell like money when Im down there, that some Nic shit If you know your pussy worth a Benz truck Dont let homie fuck unless his bands up Go to DR, get that fat transfer It aint such a thing as broke and handsome If you let that broke nigga fuck, we tellin If you let that broke nigga fuck, we tellin If you let that broke nigga fuck, we tellin If you let that broke nigga fuck, we tellin Rich who? Got bricks, too The rich get richer, thats my ritual Rich crew, link my bitch, too Mack took the Wraith, me and Tune flew I dont even know where we going these days, where we landing Queen, where we going again? To the moon, Alice, the goon palace We dont get fly, we take flight, haha Woo! Haha, ahh-haha, ahh! You mad, doggie? You mad, doggie? Haha Hahaha, rrrrr!

Oh-oh-oh, yeah Do you ever think of me when you lie? Lie down in your bed, your bed of lies And I knew better than to look in your eyes They only pretend you would be mine And oh, how you made me believe You had me caught in every web that you weaved But do you ever think of me when you lie? Lie down in your bed, your bed of lies You could never make eye contact Everything you got was based off of my contacts You a fraud but Ima remain icon-stat Balenciagas on my boots with a python strap You was caught up in the rush and you was caught up in the thrill of it You was with me way before I hit a quarter mil in it Put you in the crib and you aint never pay a bill in it I was killin it, now you got me poppin pills in it I told Baby hit you, I said, This nigga buggin Cause I was doin it for us, I told em fuck the public Couldnt believe that I was home alone, contemplatin overdosin No more coastin, no more toastin over oceans They say you dont know what you got til its gone They say that your darkest hour come before your dawn But there was something that I shoulda asked all along Ima ask on the song Do you ever think of me when you lie? Lie down in your bed, your bed of lies And I knew better than to look in your eyes They only pretend you would be mine And oh, how you made me believe You had me caught in every web that you weaved But do you ever think of me when you lie? Lie down in your bed, your bed of lies I just figured if you saw me, if you looked in my eyes Youd remember our connection and be freed from the lies I just figured I was something that you couldnt replace But there was just a blank stare and I couldnt relate I just couldnt understand and I couldnt defend What we had, what we shared, and I couldnt pretend When the tears rolled down, its like you aint even notice em If you had a heart, I was hopin that you would show it some What the fuck you really tellin me? What you tellin me? I could tell you lyin, get the fuck out, dont yell at me I aint mean to cut you, I aint wanna catch a felony This aint How To Be A Player, you aint Bill Bellamy They say you dont know what you got til its gone They say that your darkest hour come before your dawn But there was something that I shoulda asked all along Ima ask on the song So does she know Ive been in that bed before? A thousand count and not a single thread of truth If I was just another girl Then Im ashamed to say that Im not over you Theres one thing I need to know So call me when youre not so busy Just thinkin of yourself Do you ever think of me when you lie? Lie down in your bed, your bed of lies And I knew better than to look in your eyes They only pretend you would be mine And oh, how you made me believe You had me caught in every web that you weaved But do you ever think of me when you lie? Lie down in your bed, your bed of lies

Work hard, just to get half back Used to work hard, just to get half back Now Im gettin to it that way I aint coming through unless the bag straight I used to work hard just to get half back Used to work hard, just to get half back Ayo, just last week I told em to pick a side I bust shots, dont duck if it dont apply Bae out in Paris, he told me to pick a ride Sike, made you look, I still didnt pick a guy Im the trophy of the game, everybody tryna win me Me, Olivier, Jourdan Dunn, my baby, Winnie Partying in Paris, these bitches is embarrassed Cause they know Im the queen, I still didnt pick an heiress Mirror, mirror, whos the fairest? You the motherfucking fairest, Nicki What I drop on this watch? I dont know, about a hundred-fifty Im who they wishin to be These hoes is on the Gram, Nicki pitchin a ki Bout to cop Neverland, Michael up in the tree You got bars and still broke? You might as well took a plea, uh Be in the bando or would you rather move weight, Don Pablo? Uh Work hard, just to get half back Used to work hard, just to get half back Now Im gettin to it that way I aint coming through unless the bag straight I used to work hard just to get half back Used to work hard, just to get half back Ayo, just last week I told em they run done My legacy could never be undone Im a prodigy, R.I.P Thun-Thun Got these bitches shook, they shocked, no stun-gun Im the billy, billy goat, the GOAT, the GOATs here Vintage Hermès by Jean Paul Gaultier Lagerfeld customize my gold chair I run the point, you bitches just go cheer Uh, look at my knockoffs, I told em knock it off Anything that Nicki do, you know they knock it off Put my crown on again, and Ima knock it off Anything with Nicki in it, they gon pocket off I mean profit off, my plug drop it off You see them copyin my hair, tell em, Chop it off Uh, bad gyal whip, the top is off You nuh see him downgrade when mi drop em off Uh, I aint never play the ho position I aint ever have to strip to get the pole position Hoes is dissin? Okay, these hoes is wishin Youre in no position to come for Os position I aint movin weight, but Im in the dope position I aint movin weight, but Im in the dope position Work hard, just to get half back Used to work hard, just to get half back Now Im gettin to it that way I aint coming through unless the bag straight I used to work hard just to get half back Used to work hard, just to get half back W-w-w-w-w-work hard W-w-w-w-w-work hard J-j-just last week, I told em to pick a side I-I-I bust shots, dont duck if they dont apply

I know that I hurt you Yeah I was a child trying to be a man To all my sons worldwide I walked out on my only son All my juniors I left you in your mothers hands I apologize for my absence, I know I left you without an annual drop And now Im standing right here I dont know how I expected you to get your clout up and get your money up, but With tears, with tears streaming from my eyes Dont worry See your mother raised a fine young man Daddys home And I know I missed so much of your life Turn me up Yeah Niggas know they need to stop Im standing at the top, thats how I know you never seen the top Sierra Canyon parking lot lookin like Magic City parking lot Hear the talks when I walk by like you know its over when we drop Ayy, drop Yeah, and Im coming with the wop Yall niggas not poppin Fuck her, then she goin shoppin Woah, Im runnin out of opps Theyre runnin out of options Put em up for adoption Sign my name on the dot Ayy, this is not luck, baby, this no four-leaf, no horseshoe Im in the bank thinkin, Poor you Im in New York goin Jon Chetrit Supermodels and they all sexy Lock the door to the bathroom cause they doin something that is not Pepsi Im just pourin up the shots I remember that I told you I miss you, that was kinda like a mass text I remember that I told I loved you, that was really in the past tense I remember that I told you I get you, truth is that I get around Mentioned havin us a kid, 42 hit, I tend to kid around Yeah, on Benedict with the top down Shorties out here gettin knocked down City coming off a lockdown Rap niggas doing weak features for a pop artist cause they popped down Used to wanna throw the Roc up, niggas know how I rock now You know how Im rocking now YM forever Big owl, big birds forever Dont make me go get your mama to talk to you Cause if he gotta get your motherfuckin mama to talk to you, you know what Im sayin, Ima bring that motherfuckin big switch out At this point, Ima start collectin child support the opposite way You gotta pay me to be my motherfuckin son, ha-ha-ha-ha Look at me Take a real good look at me Dont turn away Dont you turn away like I did my son Look me in the eyes, junior Im making no more promises For real Im trying to find the word to say Daddys home Daddys home Daddys home Yeah Daddys home Wanna be my dad again Weve got to start all over, be friends If you wanna be my dad again Weve got to start all over, be friends Yeah, baby Yeah, baby, thats it Showtime Somethings happened to me, bro Ha-ha-ha

Mmmh Rrrrrr! Get on your knees, get on your knees, get on your knees Baby, just get on your knees Say pretty please, say pretty please, say pretty please Baby, just say pretty please Yo, Ill be back at eleven You just act like a peasant Got-got a bow on my panties Because my ass is a present Yeah-yeah, its gooder than Meagan You look good when youre beggin I-I be laughing when you beggin me To just put the head in L-let me sit on your face Its ok, you can play with it When Im bouncin it, chill out And dont you make a mistake with it L-let me see what youre workin with If Im ridin, Im murkin it Slow grindin, Im twerkin it, yeah I bagged him, I Birkind it I dont need a dozen roses You aint gotta wine and dine me, no I dont need a pretty poet Ooh, gettin all emotional You gotta beg for it, beg for it I wanna see you lookin up Baby, Ima need you to beg for it Get on your knees, get on your knees, get on your knees Baby, just get on your knees Say pretty please, say pretty please, say pretty please Baby, just say pretty please G-g-g-g-gimme brain Assume the position Make-make-make me way smarter Like you was a magician Paid my dues and tuition Its good for your nutrition Get head like a beautician Got me twitchin, finish your mission You make it come down Y-y-y-you make it run down Ima need you to give these other dudes the rundown You got that legendary This shit is fake, scary Got me seein them fireworks, Im on my Kate Perry I dont need a dozen roses You aint gotta wine and dine me, no I dont need a pretty poet Ooh, gettin all emotional You gotta beg for it, beg for it I wanna see you lookin up Baby, Ima need you to beg Beg, beg for it Cause we are just animals Baby, its primal I want you on all fours And before I let you walk You gotta show me how you crawl If you want it all Its non-negotiable So do as I say If you wanna get the job You better know whos the boss Yeah I dont need a dozen roses You aint gotta wine and dine me, no I dont need a pretty poet Ooh, gettin all emotional You gotta beg for it, beg for it I wanna see you lookin up Baby, Ima need you to beg for it Get on your knees, get on your knees, get on your knees Baby, just get on your knees Say pretty please, say pretty please, say pretty please Baby, just say pretty please

Oh, oh Oh, oh Somebody called for the queen? Oh, oh Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Oh, oh Thugger Mmm, ayy I never killed anybody But I got somethin to do with that body I got the streets on my back Carry it like Im movin a body I told them to shoot a hundred rounds Like he tryna movie the body It was like 11 in the mornin Skippin school, thats a truancy body I made me some racks in the mornin I had me a pack by the mornin I had me some racks by the mornin I had a six-pack by the mornin I got on a mink, no pneumonia The racks keep me up, dont need Folgers I had a pack in my shoulder You gotta picture me rollin You gotta picture me rollin Pacific ice, Im an ocean Ready for war like Im Russia Latest Chanel for the luggage My diamonds they tusslin My neck and my belly on Tussin They callin for me and they rushin You wanna be like me and I love it Hundred racks on my draws Big racks, better calm down If youre gon ride, come around Whole squad smokin out the pound Squad goals on these hoes Maison Margiela my toes Farrakhan glasses for the chosen You can go and get mad Jumpin in the Bent with the too-dark tint And whos you? My shawty pullin up with a real bad bitch I wanna fuck you too Drippin my swag, Dubai tags, Im new I got a Smith & in the bag now I get all type of cash, Im a general, tru I never killed anybody But I got somethin to do with that body I got the streets on my back Carry it like Im movin a body I told them to shoot a hundred rounds Like he tryna movie the body It was like 11 in the mornin Skippin school, thats a truancy body I made me some racks in the mornin I had me a pack by the mornin I had me some racks by the mornin I had a six-pack by the mornin I got on a mink, no pneumonia The racks keep me up, dont need Folgers I had a pack in my shoulder You gotta picture me rollin You gotta picture me rollin, packin a semi colon Ready for war like Korea, headlining shows out in Poland You should be cleanin my mansion, my place is disgustin Why dont you act like a Hoffman, and go get to dustin? Yeah, latex on my drawers, bitch, go clean my crown Cant hear my haters from way up here, they dont make a sound Body goals on these hoes, white paint on my toes When I send that new bae alert, niggas gon be mad Jumpin in the Bent, then I switched to the Ghost like, Whos you? Remember this face cause Im that bitch you gon lose to Drippin in the ice, fuck you lookin at? Screw you Its squad goals when all your bitches pretty like New New I never killed anybody But I got somethin to do with that body I got the streets on my back Carry it like Im movin a body I told them to shoot a hundred rounds Like he tryna movie the body It was like 11 in the mornin Skippin school, thats a truancy body I made me some racks in the mornin I had me a pack by the mornin I had me some racks by the mornin I had a six-pack by the mornin I got on a mink, no pneumonia The racks keep me up, dont need Folgers I had a pack in my shoulder You gotta picture me rollin Jumpin in the Bent with the too-dark tint And whos you? My shawty pullin up with a real bad bitch I wanna fuck you too Drippin my swag, ooh, pop tag, Im I got a Smith & in the bag now I get all type of cash, Im a general, tru Easy Breezy Beautiful Thugger Girls I said, Easy Breezy Beautiful Thugger Girls

Is she for keeps? somebody tell Is she for keeps? somebody tell Is she for keeps? Somebody tell me is she Is she for keeps? Oh, is she for keeps? Is she for keeps? Somebody tell me is she Somebody tell me is she Somebody tell me is she for keeps Cause I bought her bags and a bing roo And I put them diamonds in them Bengals Like the way she take them pictures, its them angles Like the way she keep her business all personal You know, you know, you know, you fit me You get me , you get me , you get me Drop off, your old boy , and get with me Heard its slippery , heard its wet like seaweed Moonwalking on slabs , she live life like Babs Nails and hair all long , shoppin spree in Hong Kong Ass fat in her jeans , she dont like to wear thong She gon make you sing this song Is she for keeps? Pour this drink for me Smoke this dope for me Drive around with me, ayy Just for keepsake She gon lead the way I might fall back and go count up a large bag Is she for keeps? Somebody tell me is she Is she for keeps? Oh, is she for keeps? Is she for keeps? Somebody tell me is she Somebody tell me is she Somebody tell me is she for keeps Perfect, nobodys perfect My bodys perfect, bitch Im perfect Somebody lied , just watch me murk it Ima murk it, bitches my sons, I used a surrogate Got em hurting, he know for certain, cop me that Birkin Baby nervous, I make em nervous, I make em nervous When them bum bitches in my town, all my real niggas alert us He say, Damn baby, you bad, I say, I commit murders When them blocks start to get hot he know Ill hide his burners Im for keeps, I am for keeps, she cant compete He aint stupid enough to lose me to another nigga in them streets, Uh Ooh, they salty, I know they salty Please say the barbie, he say the barbie Im the bad bitch that all the bad bitches fuck with She a mad bitch if she aint fuckin with me, suck dick This piece flooded out cost about a buck six Pull up on a bum bitch and be like what up sis? Rap bitches is on my nuts, call em Chip n Dale These bitches cant see me, they should all be reading braille Pull off in that GT with some Seagrams Ginger Ale Tell that bitch Im Oprah, she couldnt even be Gayle Im me, when will these girls ever see? You will never be Nicki, and thats the real key-key Ki-ki, ki-ki Is she for keeps? Somebody tell me is she Is she for keeps? Oh, is she for keeps? Is she for keeps? Somebody tell me is she Somebody tell me is she Somebody tell me is she for keeps

Another one DJ Khaled Working all winter Shining all summer I aint no beginner You scared to— Take it to the head, yeah, yeah Dont think about it, be about it Dont be scared to take it to the head, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Girl, you fly but if I tell you then you might take it to the head Im in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed One shot, two shots, Im gone Take it to the head Im in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed One shot, two shots, Im gone Now we gon get fucked up, no excuses no apologies Maybach Music Reputation for Gs, thats the role of a boss So amazin to see, black baguettes in my watch She say love is for free, just expensive to shop But its nothin to me, uh, that extends from my block I got a lot of figures, yeah, Im a father figure She know a lot of niggas, dont know a hotter nigga Come to the winners circle, a lot of men will hurt you But Im here to nurture , I wanna take you further She got all them purses, I say in my verses YSL and Hermès and barely scratch the surface She know on purpose , as I peel the curtains I always make her nervous , this records perfect Take it to the head, yeah, yeah Dont think about it, be about it Dont be scared to take it to the head, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Girl, you fly but if I tell you then you might take it to the head Im in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed One shot, two shots, Im gone Take it to the head Im in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed One shot, two shots, Im gone Now we gon get fucked up, no excuses no apologies Yo, reputation for bustin, pussy open, its nothin Big fat nigga, all that huffin and puffin Take me shopping in France and he pay in advance He got big balls, ran a play in his pants Ran away with his money just to chill on the Island All my bitches is stylin, beaches and eatin Italian This is real shit, r-r-real shit On the real, nigga fuckin with a real bitch I-I-I ride for him, DMV Stamina, GNC 3 letters, CMB Competition, I dont see any Take it to the head, yeah, yeah Dont think about it, be about it Dont be scared to take it to the head, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Cause girl, you fly but if I tell you then you might take it to the head, yeah Im in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed One shot, two shots, Im gone Take it to the head, yeah Im in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed One shot, two shots, Im gone Now we gon get fucked up, no excuses no apologies Uh, reputation for tastin Im killin ‘em hoes like Jason Girl, that pussy like medication to patients Got my eyes closed, like Asian persuasion Fuck with me baby, its Tunechi, baby Buss a nut, smoke a blunt, now Im rejuvenated With all that pink on, bitch, Im King Kong I eat her ice cream, she eat my ice cream cone Pop a pill and pop that pussy I bet you Tunechi make her throw away that silver bullet, yeah And she kiss me on my neck and she kiss me on my chest And then she— Take it to the head , yeah, yeah Dont think about it, be about it Dont be scared to take it to the head, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Girl, you fly but if I tell you then you might take it to the head Im in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed One shot, two shots, Im gone Take it to the head, yeah Im in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed One shot, two shots, Im gone Now we gon get fucked up, no excuses no apologies Young Mula Baby!

Barbie Yeah They thought that you was a shy girl Until I made you my girl Girl you pushed me like a big button Til I cuffed you like you did somethin You aint gotta wait for it You aint gotta wait for me to give you my love You aint gotta wait for it Things are gettin sticky, girl I think that Im stuck Ill admit Im wrong when I know that you gon come for me When you gon come for me, yeah Never gonna not not hit that, your lovin is drugs to me When you gon come to me, yeah And every time you hit my phone, when you say you need company, oh Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Girl you used to bein quiet Til I brought that loud You say your dollars is a mountain And your mama your accountant You watch your figure cause you a big deal Got your fresh prince and a big whip Polo mink coat, thats a big kill Put you on a phone like a windshield Ill admit Im wrong when I know that you gon come for me When you gon come for me, yeah Never gonna not not hit that, your lovin is drugs to me When you gon come to me, yeah And every time you hit my phone, when you say you need company, oh Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Major keys, Im the boss Dont Griselda go off? Left from the loft and went to Bergdorf Most of these dudes is really quite soft 45 special, this is my cloth Bout to drop a album, this is my fourth I dont put sugar in my spaghetti sauce Drop a freestyle and get these hoes parched Fire burn the obea man church Pretty girls, when my girls get right Cause its another day, let ya light shine bright Aint none of them in your lane True mi have di game pon lock, dem wah code Just link wit some hot gyal out ah road True mi have di waist small, pretty, bus whine Rolex nah deh pon uno dutty gyal time? Yo, I told em pull up on me faster than Danica Thats on the low Im tryna blow him like harmonicas He call me queen, he know Nicki is the moniker He want a mix between Hillary and Monica I switch it up, I switch it up Rip the beat, then I, I stitch it up Travel, then I bounce, I ball-Sinead, Sir Barbie a link up Major Lazer Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you Ima run up on you

Brra-ta-ta-ta Brra-ta-ta-ta They call me Megatron, just did a telethon He got Margielas on, and I get my jealous on I fuck him like I miss him, he just came out of prison Bitches be talkin shit, but they aint got a pot to piss in My name is Nicki M, Im in a sticky Benz That mean its candy apple red, Im Barbie, this is Ken That is a Fendi fact, Im with a hunnid macs Oh, this is custom made, Donatella sent me that Feel up, baby, feel on me Pull up if youre feeling lonely Feel up, baby, feel on me Pull up if youre feeling lonely Brra-ta-ta-ta Shots, shots, shots, Im drinkin Its better when Im drinkin I tune up when Im drinkin Rum, rum when Im- Brra-ta-ta-ta Shots, shots, shots, Im drinkin Its better when Im drinkin I tune up when Im drinkin Rum, rum when Im- Brra-ta-ta-ta Brra-ta-ta-ta Brra-ta-ta-ta They call me Megatron, shortys a mega con It aint about the race either, its the marathon I put the squeeze on him, th-throw up the Bs on him Th-that ass clappin on the D, Hercules on him My name is baddie, baddie, I keep it tight for zaddy He keep it comin, comin, he aint even drop the Addy Trunk in the front-front, I need a blunt-blunt I own my own moscato, bitch, we gettin drunk-drunk Feel up, baby, feel on me Pull up if youre feeling lonely Feel up, baby, feel on me Pull up if youre feeling lonely Brra-ta-ta-ta Shots, shots, shots, Im drinkin Its better when Im drinkin I tune up when Im drinkin Rum, rum when Im- Brra-ta-ta-ta Shots, shots, shots, Im drinkin Its better when Im drinkin I tune up when Im drinkin Rum, rum when Im- Brra-ta-ta-ta Brra-ta-ta-ta Brra-ta-ta-ta Bite me, bite me, that excite me He said its my pussy If you eatin it, do it precisely Cause Im a millionaire, this pussy pricey He said its my pussy M-my pussy, m-my pussy Cause Im a millionaire, this pussy pricey Feel up, baby, feel on me Pull up if youre feeling lonely Feel up, baby, feel on me Pull up if youre feeling lonely Brra-ta-ta-ta Shots, shots, shots, Im drinkin Its better when Im drinkin I tune up when Im drinkin Rum, rum when Im- Brra-ta-ta-ta Shots, shots, shots, Im Brra-ta-ta-ta Shots, shots, shots, Im Brra-ta-ta-ta Shots, shots, shots, Im drinkin Rum, rum when Im-

I just wanted memories with you Regret in your tears, know you taste em Cause you know I dont chase, I replace em Dont rush, take time, take some I just wanted memories, tried to make some with you You Now I gotta erase some with you You Look at you now, stuck in the background Silence right now sounds so loud Tried to let you go, you come back round Look at you now, stuck in the background Two seats in my two seater-er-er Used to pull off on me, leave me hur-urt Tryna front, but I know you do your dir-irt Not nice, boy you know you do your dirt Regret in your tears, know you taste em Cause you know I dont chase, I replace em Dont rush, take time, take some I just wanted memories, tried to make some with you You Now I gotta erase some with you You Baby now you know you got nerve I know you just wanna be heard Im a bad bitch, you aint used to that You gon fuck around and make me do you bad Used to creep, creep, with you through the back I count up the cash and bring you the bag I count up the racks like Serena Plus I got that ass like Selena And you know nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, not a bitch Thats gon care, care, hold you down and love you like this Drop down, turn around, baby show you like this Wont find another one to ride it like a soldier like this Regret in your tears, know you taste em Cause you know I dont chase, I replace em Dont rush, take time, take some I just wanted memories, tried to make some with you You Now I gotta erase some with you You Yeah, and they say big girls dont cry Baby, I cried The real ones dont lie Baby, you lied I dont know what to do with you Baby, now Im through with you Cause you dont even know what you just lost You dont even know what you just had You dont even know, and thats whats bad Money bag long, that bitch bad Used to lay up in them sheets, they were snow white Now you spendin cold nights Youve been in the wrong so long You dont even know right Call my line, call my line, Im like, Please, boy You just need to leave, boy I aint got time for you Just once, do somethin for me, boy Regret in your tears, know you taste em Cause you know I dont chase, I replace em Dont rush, take time, take some I just wanted memories, tried to make some with you You Now I gotta erase some with you You Tried to make some with you, you With you, you I tried to make some with you I tried to make some with you I tried to make some with you I tried to make some with you I tried to make some with you, baby Make some with you Two pickney, mi woulda make some with you You said you would save me You said you would save me Hahahaha, rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr Ohhhh, woooh

Its a whole lotta money in this motherfucker Its a whole lotta money in this motherfucker Aint gon keep me round no broke shit, that broke shit get old Aint gon keep me round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold Im allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes, yeah I cant wear the shit you bitches wear because its cheap to me Its some money at my table, grab a seat with me Cost a ticket just to cover all my legal fees I dont hang with jealous bitches, thats a weak disease Ho, dont run up If you broke and in my business, then just shut up I invested in my body, bitch, Im done up I look good, I like to fuck him when the sun up, uh I put on my jewelry just to go to the bodega And I keep it with me just so that Im feeling safer Fendi on my body, but my feet is in Bottega Bitch, Im getting money, give a fuck about a hater Its a whole lotta money in this motherfucker Its a whole lotta money in this motherfucker Aint gon keep me round no broke shit, that broke shit get old Aint gon keep me round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold Im allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes I put on my jewelry just to suck my nigga off Fingers on his balls like Im bout to tell him, Cough Wait, hold on, Holiday You cant give it to em dry like that You gotta get that shit wet first You gotta prep them for shit like that Bring that shit back, bring that shit the fuck back I put on my jewelry just to go out by the pool And I keep it with me case somebody act a fool Pucci on my coochie, Ima make these niggas drool Higher than the moon, but Im in tune, so dont run up Cause if you run up I guarantee you aint gon leave looking done up Some likkle Chinese bangs with the bun up I got the crown, lil bitch, you just a run up I put on my jewelry just to go to the bodega And I keep it with me just so that Im feeling safer Fendi on my body, but my feet is in Bottega Bitch, Im getting money, give a fuck about a hater Its a whole lotta money in this motherfucker Its a whole lotta money in this motherfucker Aint gon keep me round no broke shit, that broke shit get old Aint gon keep me round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold Im allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes Ayo, BIA I just bent the block, all these bitches wanna be ya Prolly cause my waist gone, money long, Nia Well, I aint talking cars, long hair, dont KIA In a twin seater, you Tamera? Whats Tia? My pussy pretty, I fuck em like porn stars Aint playing basketball, but my bitches is all stars That Richie on my wrist cause Im richer than most broads Yo, Nick, these bitches trippin, lets send em a postcard I put on my jewelry just to go to the bodega And I keep it with me just so that Im feeling safer Fendi on my body, but my feet is in Bottega Bitch, Im getting money, give a fuck about a hater Its a whole lotta money in this motherfucker Its a whole lotta money in this motherfucker Aint gon keep me round no broke shit, that broke shit get old Aint gon keep me round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold Im allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes BIA, BIA

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