Nicki Minaj feat. Ciara – I’m Legit

I-I-I’m the shit
With no makeup
Don’t have to curl my hair up
All this booty here mine
I’mma dolla 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 something
Beat em like they stole something
All this booty here got them dreaming
Let me hold something
Lemme lemme hear that boy
Lemme lemme wear that boy
Let me get the most expensive car
And let me steer that boy
Real big pretty titty
Shut down any city
If you want the kit kitty
Gotta get the kit for me
All new everything
Plus pay the rent fo’ me
If we in the wilderness
Bitches pitch a tent for me
Tent for me tent for me get my body
Long hair no make up doing pilates
Those niggas don’t stop up my danceanatti
All them bitches is my sons but who’s the daddy
I-I graduate with honors
I ball Nate O’ Conner
I did a freestyle then I got a shoutout from Obamer
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 ’dem
Girls girls me and my girls
Watcha done did I need some referrals
Motherfuckers know I’m the shit legit
And if a motherfucker doubt he can suck my dick
I tell ’em everybody else is my opposite
I put ’em on the gang gimme 5 percent

I-I-I’m the shit
With no makeup
Don’t have to curl my hair up
All this booty here mine
I’mma dolla 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 famous heinous
Lemme lemme here that boy
Lemme lemme wear that boy
All this money coming in
But I never share that boy
No lipstick no lashes out
But I got a real big ol ratchet though
I said dude yo dude you packing out
He said he want good box like Pacquiao
I said well my name Nicki and it’s nice to meet ya
If ya really wanna know I give ya 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 tripping when I put them on the map niggas
How you gonna break that
How you gonna fake that
Ain’t at no wedding but all my girls caked high
Sleeping on me no mattress though
Imma burn the beat down no matches though
No they can’t keep up they molasses slow
I’m the greatest Queens bitch with the Cashis flow
L-L-Looking at me like it’s my fault
T-T-Trying take sneak pictures wit their iPhone
I like independent bitches like July 4th
Now that’s what young Harriet died for

I-I-I’m the shit
With no makeup
Don’t have to curl my hair up
All this booty here mine
I’mma dolla 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

NICKI MINAJ – Sweetest Girl

[Niia]
ah ah ah ah

[Wyclef Jean (Lil Wayne)]
Some live for the bill
Some kill for the bill
She whine for the bill
Grind for the bill
(and she used to be the sweetest girl)
Some steal for the bill, if they got to pay they bill
(and she used to be the sweetest girl)
Tonight Wyclef, Akon, Weezy on the bill

[Verse 1: (Wyclef Jean)]
High school she was that girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she’s a 10)
High school she was
That girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she’s a 10)
Never thought that she would come and work for the president
Mr. George Washington (where my money at?)
She thought he’d call (where my money at?)
She had a good day, bad day, sunny day, rainy day
All he wanna know is is (where my money at?)
Closed legs don’t get fed, go out there and make my bread
All he wanna know is (where my money at?)
She ended up in a road car, bruised up, scarred hard
All he wanna know is (where my money at?)
She thought he’d call (where my money at?)

[Chorus: Akon (x2)]
See I’mma tell you like you told me
Cash rules everything around me
Singin’ dollar dollar bill y’all (dollar, dollar bill y’all)
Singin’ dollar dollar bill y’all (dollar, dollar bill y’all)

[Bridge: (Wyclef Jean)]
Money, money-money-money
Money, money-money-money
It drives the world crazy

[Niia] She used to be
[Weezy] She used to be the sweetest girl

[Nicki Minaj]
but when a good girl gone she gone forever
and you cant make it rain without the stormy wheather
and its funny when it rains, when it rains it pours
would’ve never happened if I would’ve stayed in doors
would’ve never happened if I never traded in my textbooks
cause now I’m hot but the credits say I’m just looks
they say I’m too sexy, they say I’m selling out
cuz when I cum out niggas get their umbrellas out
I take the l cuz I don’t wont to see my brother loose
been through it all but i can never fill my mothers shoes
and I don’t want a hand out
I just want my ad lipes to get paned out
and I just wanna tell the girl that could feel me
that I just play the card a nigga deal me
see everything I been through could’ve killed me
that’s why there really nothing you could tell me
you see I live for the bill, I die for the bill
but I make sure I read the bi to the bill
and everytime I write I’m persise in my skill.
its more out of life then just ice in your grill
you wanna fuck me blame me
fuck you pay me
this is what you made me (where my money at)
say you want to drape me turn around and rape me
nawl you ain’t mistake me (where my money at)

[Hook - Nicki]
where my girls at,
where my girls at
if they be fronting
then tell them yo where my money at
where my money at
where my-where my money at
whe-whe-whe-whe-where my money at

where my girls at (hey)
where my girls at (yea)
if they be fronting
then tell them yo where my money at (where my money)
where my money at
where my-where my money at
whe-whe-whe-whe-where my money at

Nicki Minaj – we Endorse Those Strippers

Now, I endorse this message I endorse this message
I am Nicki Minaj and I support this message
Now, I endorse these strippers I endorse these strippers
I am Nicki Minaj and I support these strippers

I endorse young Mitt, I am young Nick
Your panties all in a bunch, well you can suck my dick
All these chicks are ridiculous Conversations is frivolous
Man, fuck all these bitches I am a polygamist
Playing with me pussy I am just that bored
I mean we coulda went shopping
But what could you afford?
I bus the band in the pit
My money can’t fit in clips
I tell the hoes when they strip
That they can play with my clit Ooooh,
Boobs boobs boobs boobs lotta boobs
Man I make the baddest bitches send me nudes
I ain’t got no time for your stupid feuds I’m wit flattering squad during Sue’s,rendezvous
Batman, I’m Robin, hoes I tell them bitches yo, Vamonos!
These hoes my sons, I’m papa though I feed them bitches wit papa dough
I’m tropical, you comical
Bitch read my muthafuckin’ chronicle
You my son, son, prodigal
And you adopted, not even biological

I endorse this message I endorse this message
I am Nicki Minaj and I support this message
I endorse these strippers I endorse these strippers
I am Nicki Minaj and I support these strippers

Hey bitch, I’m T-Raw
Get on that pole and free fall
Heard my best crony fucked with we we said, “That’s cool, now we do too.”
Gettin’ head in the carpool Her mouth draw like our school
Anaconda, part 2 I pull it out, that’s all you, all you I’m tryna smash,
I got the cash, she got the ass
Now tell your friends I’m a lil nigga wit a big one, ain’t tryna brag
I’m Eli in that strip club, that money,
Got a quarter back I make a hike, go long, first down, that’s 10 racks
She said I can’t fuck for free I told her that’s cool by me
Said I can’t fuck for free She gon’ probably have to pay me
Gettin dizzy all I do is spin
White ghost I’m floatin’ She up and down that pole
But she ain’t votin’

I endorse this message I endorse this message
I am Nicki Minaj and I support this message
I endorse these strippers I endorse these strippers
I am Nicki Minaj and I support these strippers

Now I endorse this paper, I endorse this liquor
I bust a van in the bip and I support these strippers
She bust it down to a split, she got a horse ass with her
She tryna bring home a friend and I enforce that nigga
I threw like 4 stacks nigga and then 4 more stacks nigga
I’m only just gettin’ started, I blew a porsche that minute
It’s king of diamonds so starless onyx,
My prostitute got sour Cuz we ain’t call her this mornin’, she roughly torched my shit
When I hit a shopping spree oh shit I ball
Sorry but you can’t get these at Lenox mall
Nah ho, this ain’t clearance at americana
This that boy you better cuff ya baby mama
Copy, kinko, for Nicki show that pink hole
Drop it bust it open on the head, Ochocinco
I support these ratchet bitches and I treat ‘em right
She fucked me to get to Nicki, that’s that shit I like

I endorse this message I endorse this message
I am Nicki Minaj and I support this message
I endorse these strippers I endorse these strippers
I am Nicki Minaj and I support these strippers

NICKI MINAJ feat. Tyga & Thomas Brinx – I Endorse These Strippers

Now, I endorse this message I endorse this message
I am Nicki Minaj and I support this message [x2]
Now, I endorse these strippers I endorse these strippers
I am Nicki Minaj and I support these strippers [x2]

I endorse young Mitt, I am young Nick
Your panties all in a bunch, well you can suck my dick
All these chicks are ridiculous Conversations is frivolous
Man, fuck all these bitches I am a polygamist
Playing with me pussy I am just that bored
I mean we coulda went shopping
But what could you afford?
I bus the band in the pit
My money can’t fit in clips
I tell the hoes when they strip
That they can play with my clit Ooooh,
boobs boobs boobs boobs lotta boobs
Man I make the baddest bitches send me nudes
I ain’t got no time for your silly feuds I’m wit pretty gang at Sue’s,rendezvous
Batman, I’m Robin, hoes I tell them bitches yo, Vamonos!
These hoes my sons, I’m papa though I feed them bitches wit papa dough
I’m tropical, you comical
Bitch read my muthafuckin’ chronicle
You my son, son, prodigal
And you adopted, not even biological

I endorse this message I endorse this message
I am Nicki Minaj and I support this message [x2]
I endorse these strippers I endorse these strippers
I am Nicki Minaj and I support these strippers [x2]

[Tyga]
Hey bitch, I’m T-Raw
Get on that pole and free fall
Heard my best friend fucked with you I said, “That’s cool, now you do too.”
Gettin’ head in the carpool Her mouth draw like our school
Anaconda, part 2 I pull it out, that’s all you, all you I’m tryna smash,
I got the cash, she got the ass
Now tell your friends I’m a lil nigga wit a big one, ain’t tryna brag
I’m Eli in that strip club, that money,
got a quarter back I make a hike, go long, first down, that’s 10 racks
She said I can’t fuck for free I told her that’s cool by me
Said I can’t fuck for free She gon’ probably have to pay me
Gettin dizzy all I do is spin
White ghost I’m floatin’ She up and down that pole
But she ain’t votin’

I endorse this message I endorse this message
I am Nicki Minaj and I support this message [x2]
I endorse these strippers I endorse these strippers
I am Nicki Minaj and I support these strippers [x2]

[Thomas Brinx]
Now I endorse this paper, I endorse this liquor
I bust a van in the bip and I support these strippers
She bust it down to a split, she got a horse ass with her
She tryna bring home a friend and I enforce that nigga
I threw like 4 stacks nigga and then 4 more stacks nigga
I’m only just gettin’ started, I blew a porsche that minute
It’s king of diamonds so starless onyx,
my whore got bitter Cuz I ain’t call her this mornin’, she almost torched my shit
When I hit a shopping spree oh shit I ball
Sorry but you can’t get these at Lenox mall
Nah ho, this ain’t clearance at americana
This that boy you better cuff ya baby mama
Copy, kinko, for Nicki show that pink hole
Drop it bust it open on the head, Ochocinco
I support these ratchet bitches and I treat ‘em right
She fucked me to get to Nicki, that’s that shit I like

I endorse this message I endorse this message
I am Nicki Minaj and I support this message [x2]
I endorse these strippers I endorse these strippers
I am Nicki Minaj and I support these strippers [x2]

Nicki Minaj – we Am Your Leader

Look sucker, this my gun butter
Street fighter bitches, this the up cutter
Nunchucka’, no time to ducka’
Sign of the cross, cause this is her last suppa’
Play with me, check who came with me
I bought a couple 9′s, plus the k’s with me
I breeze through queens to check some bad bitches
I stunt so hard, assess the damages
Cause this that aw, this is that aw
And yes I body bitches go get the bandages
Young yummy, fuck you got from me
I hate a phony bitch that front that chunk chummy
I’m me top shotta’ drop the top toppa’
Big fat pussy with a icy watch

I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You’re not a believer, suck a big dick

When I fly, it’s one letter and one number
You wack hoes could get hot for one summer
After that the queen will still reign here,
I’m Santa Claus to these hoes without a reindeer
St. nick. ross, hey rick. I just got a toy, cost eight fifty
Now I’m in the hood, niggas is getting woodies
Hit the hot topic, nicki minaj hoodies
I’m a brand, bitch, I’m a brand
Go to harlem, and get Cam
It’s dipset, get your dick wet
Boarded the big jet, and got a big check
Now you tell me, who the fuck is winning
I’m on my russel simmon, nicki denim nicki linen

I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You’re not a believer, suck a big dick

Jealous niggas is gossipin, watch me tie up my laces
Bitches be jocking, tell by the look on they faces
8 digits I’m clocking, a lot of gold in my bracelet
7 figures on watches, I told my mama I made it
Made a deal for my project, just give me 10 mill I’m gravy
I went back to the projects, and 2 mill in mercedes
I get hit from your lady, have her bill me later
I’m on school with the hustle, just gave rihanna my pager
Heart break hotel, I’m in the 8 rise suite
Rolls royce wood, I’m talking play off seat
Know that boy busy balling I like to play all week
Monday night with the raw, I’m Vince McMahon with a beat
Power slamming them hammers I get you handled for free
So where the fuck is her manners, she gives brain while I tweet
DM, in the BM, you see ’em, the bucket, you love it
Motherfuckers on my dick, suck it

I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You’re not a believer, suck a big dick

See the car is european but got imported from tokyo
Looking like a shark, the nose call it pinocchio
Well off, wealthy, L.V. logo
Middle of july but the wrist on snowflow
Only do the Aspens, y’all got a Poconos
I’m sunny and you must sun
Ride the whip, 5 on the hip, live with the pies got 9 for the flip
High with a bitch, she cry for the dick, oh my know why? I’m fly as it gets
Now I need an aspirin
She said, ”You’re only cam’ron”,
Girlfriend you don’t know cam’ron from nowhere
So don’t go tampering, you’re just a nail I hammer
Never girl that’s on my camera
My name you cannot slander at all girl – watch your manners
She run and tell her mother, ”I think I love him nana”
Because you sat up on my lap? nah, I ain’t santa.
They call me pot piper, OJ no glove, I knife her.
Never be a lifer, even do right cause
Why would I fight her? don’t even like her

I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You’re not a believer, suck a big dick

Nicki Minaj – HOV Lane

Zippin, I’m zippin, I’m zippin
Soon as they come out I’m dippin
Big ass closet, I’m trippin
Big booty strippers, I’m tippin
Big ass chain, I’m heavy
And it didn’t cost me a penny
They pay me to rock it
Damn, I got niggaz in pocket
Superbowl; Grammys
What a hell of a jammie!
All these bitches my sons
I’ma get ’em a nanny
Argentina for Pepsi; Orlando All-Star
Fuck you said bitch?; Fuck you, porn star
I don’t do shotgun, I be driving my own car
I don’t do shots neither, I’m buyin the whole bar
Holy moley, G copped me a Rolly
I ain’t catchin the puck
But iced out like a goalie nigga

I’m in the HOV lane, I’m in the HOV lane
And you, y-you-you, y-you-you Soul Train

I travel more than you walkin with a basketball
I’m out in Spain, runnin game to the matador
I’m in my own lane, you ain’t in my category
You like a Rav 4, I’m like the Aventador
Birkin bags, man I merc them ads
When I re-up on ”Reloaded” I’ma hurt them bad
Every shoot is hot, when I’m out I’m spotted
They gone frame the receipt if I sign the dotted
N-n-niggaz on Banshees is speedin
Dirt bikes is out for the season
Back break wheelie and leanin
Damn, a bitch late for a meetin
N-N-NYPD comin
Bellbock way, we gunnin
Double our engine hummin
Actin a fool, we dumbin

N-N-Nintendo and we in the end-zone
I don’t give a fuck hoe, like we in the friend zone
What the fuck it look like? What the fuck it’s hittin fo’?
Tell them bitches ”Y-y-y-y-you ain’t about that life!”

Nicki Minaj – High School (feat. Lil Wayne)

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
5-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, that’s seldom
This box better than the box he was held in
I’m 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
That’s top of the toppa
I never fuck with beginners
I let him play with my pussy then lick it off of his fingers
I’m in the zone

They holler at me but it’s you
You, this ain’t high school
Me, and my crew
We can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want
Whip it whenever you want
Baby, it’s yours
Anywhere, everywhere
Baby it’s your world
Ain’t it?
Baby it’s your world
Ain’t 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 her a wife
I tell her, ”bitch, you crazy.
Fuck wrong with you?”
And excuse my french, but I’m a long kisser
And then she try to tell me I’m the only one that’s hittin’
And I say, ”What about them niggas?”
She say, ”What about them niggas?”
You right, what you doing tonight?
Put on something tight
Don’t 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, I’ma need goggles
She tell me that’s it’s mine
I tell her stop lying
Mine and who else?
She say worry ’bout yourself
Lil Tune

They holler at me but its you
You, this ain’t high school
Me, and my crew
We can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want
Whip it whenever you want
Baby, it’s yours
Anywhere, everywhere
Baby it’s your world
Ain’t it?
Baby it’s your world
Ain’t it?

I know you want it, boy
I see you tryin’
Just keep on pushin’
I’ma let you slide in
Just close your eyes and
This horizon
It’s ready, come get you some
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

NICKI MINAJ feat. Lil Wayne – High School

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
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
5-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, that’s seldom
This box better than the box he was held in
I’m 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
That’s top of the toppa
I never fuck with beginners
I let him play with my pussy then lick it off of his fingers
I’m in the zone

[Hook: Nicki Minaj]
They holler at me but it’s you
You, this ain’t high school
Me, and my crew
We can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want
Whip it whenever you want
Baby, it’s yours
Anywhere, everywhere
Baby it’s your world
Ain’t it?
Baby it’s your world
Ain’t it?

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
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 her a wife
I tell her, “bitch, you crazy.
Fuck wrong with you?”
And excuse my french, but I’m a long kisser
And then she try to tell me I’m the only one that’s hittin’
And I say, “What about them niggas?”
She say, “What about them niggas?”
You right, what you doing tonight?
Put on something tight
Don’t 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, I’ma need goggles
She tell me that’s it’s mine
I tell her stop lying
Mine and who else?
She say worry ’bout yourself
Lil Tune

[Hook: Nicki Minaj]
They holler at me but its you
You, this ain’t high school
Me, and my crew
We can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want
Whip it whenever you want
Baby, it’s yours
Anywhere, everywhere
Baby it’s your world
Ain’t it?
Baby it’s your world
Ain’t it?

[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
I know you want it, boy
I see you tryin’
Just keep on pushin’
I’ma let you slide in
Just close your eyes and
This horizon
It’s ready, come get you some
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Nicki Minaj – Hell Yeah

What we do when we go high?
We doin’ it all night
Ooh the girls, they wanna ride with us tonight
I’m in the middle of the club with my niggas and we all fucked up
Screamin’ hell yeah, hell yeah

Yeah, yeah
I ain’t see you on the Forbes yet
Swear to God, I ain’t see you in the stores yet
Donatella on the corset
Pretty gang in the back of my Corvette
Copped my best friends Rangers and Benzes
Plus all my menses, Louie V lenses
This is how you feel when you winning
Man they been rocking with me since the beginning, innin’
This is where the stress ends
Feel ill when you never got a stress ends
Always in the press when
Paparazzi in the bushes with the stretch lens
Say cheese to that
Pull up on the double R, pop clutch on them
And them strippers ain’t mad when I touch on them
Russell Simmons shoe game, put a rush on them
Send a GT vodka, sittin’ on top, uh
Mafia money eatin’ seafood pasta
VMA’s, I was good, dear
Front row, yea, always in a good chair
The bad gon’ boo
But the good cheer
That’s why my pocket on blimp like the good year, yeah
Yeah, yeah

What we do when we go high?
We doin’ it all night
Ooh the girls, they wanna ride with us tonight
I’m in the middle of the club with my niggas and we all fucked up
Screamin’ hell yeah, hell yeah

But you’re boring as fuck, though
Why these bitches in the game so cutthroat?
Why they can’t just let young Nicki live?
Why they gotta feel the wrath to know Nicki is
Not playin’, boss for real
When they go against the kid it’s gon’ cost for real
Came straight from the hood with the cross appeal
That’s why these big names wanna toss the deal
Okay
I’ll take it, sign on the dotted line
But I’m quick to check a bitch if she outta line
Shout out Mike, Darnell, and Nigel
Why these bums so mad that the queen on idol
Huh?
Say cheese to that
When they see me on the screen check E! for that
Bitches lyin’ on the kid, I won’t leave for that
Intimidated by my aura (ora) where Rita at?
Send a GT vodka in a helicopter
Me and my Japanese bitches in Osaka
BET, I was good, dear
Front row, yea, always in a good chair
Why the fuck would I leave when I’m good here?
Let me send a twitpic of my good hair, yeah
Yeah, yeah

What we do when we go high?
We doin’ it all night
Ooh the girls, they wanna ride with us tonight
I’m in the middle of the club with my niggas and we all fucked up
Screamin’ hell yeah, hell yeah

Nicki Minaj – Freedom

They’ll never thank me for opening doors
But they ain’t even thank Jesus when he died on the cross
Cause your spirit is ungrateful, bitches is so hateful
I remain a staple
My career’s been the pink print
When I retire, tell ’em think pink
Pink Friday is the imprint
And these bitches basic, instinct
Oh shit, my commercial’s on
Did I really body bitches with commercial songs?
Did I really prophecy every thing I do?
But before I continue let me thank my crew
So that was Young Wayne, Mack Maine
Baby  Slim came
Tez  E.I. told me it wouldn’t be in vain
Cause prior to me signing
I could’ve went insane
And even now I think do I really want this fame
Let me get up and go, 700 to go
Overseas for a show
Everybody get quiet when I’m starting the show
Man I’m birthing these artists
And I’m starting to show

I feel free
I feel freedom
Why they mad?
You should see them
Burn a L
Cause it’s crazy in here
Crazy in here
Crazy in here

Who I wanna work with? Nobody
99% of dem, is nobody
Bitches acting like they killing shit, OK
When I check these bitches guns, no bodies
These niggas is fake fucks and opportunists
Niggas spend they last dime to say they copped the soonest
Why these niggas going broke to get ya approval?
Pretty soon, they’ll be back up on dem Ramen Noodles
B-b-b-bible, Queen is the title
And if you are my rival, then that means you’re suicidal
And if you in the club then it’s a Young Money recital
I’m just that vital
I’m busy, never idle
I’m ya idol, I’m ya idol, I’m ya mothafuckin’ idol
Pink Friday in Macy’s
Thongs and some pasties
(Yo, what other female rapper perfume in there? Cause I must’ve missed it)
12 milli to kick me feet up
Get ready this is the RE-UP

I feel free
I feel freedom
Why they mad?
You should see them
Burn a L
Cause it’s crazy in here
Crazy in here
Crazy in here

Mirror, mirror, won’t you realize?
I just have to decide
What you hiding from?
What you hiding from?

Mirror, mirror, won’t you realize?
I just have to decide
What you hiding from?
What you hiding from?
Hiding baby

Would you, would you
Give ya
Would you, would you
Give ya
Would you, would you
Give ya all for you

I feel free
I feel freedom
Why they mad?
You should see them
Burn a L
Cause it’s crazy in here
Crazy in here
Crazy in here

NICKI MINAJ feat. Jadakiss – Firm Biz ’08

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Ya girl been hot since Corduroys, since quarter waters
And all the boys use to try to be like the corner boys
Cos they heard the pussy wetter than them dorney rides
Fuck with who? Fucks with you
When is them checks cleared like Huxtibles
I’m known to hang with a thug or two
Niggas that only do what a thug would do
Ask about me, the FEDS watch daily
Gettin’ more cheese, more bread than a deli
And I’m getting’ love fam now like Nelly
And I throw it up 12 o’clock when I wheelie
I’m in the area, scoop my nigga Jada
You gotta be brave, you gotta get paid
Ain’t nothin’ worse than being a broke bitch
I always got crack I tell ‘em to smoke this

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Yo, ya boy been nice since thunder cats
Since leather boomers and lumber jacks
Come outside with a hundred stack
Jeans with the sweat pants under that, yeah
Front on who? Not on me
Niggas know I keep the seventeen shot on me
Made a lil something off rap, lot off D
Get your points off another nigga, not off me
Air forces, new trues and a crispy tee
New coupe nigga CL-63
Cost you nothin’, we get hit for free
With Nicki, matter fact, nah, the bitch with me

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
So you wanna sip goose and play Nintendo Wii, no
Get the bricks and flip the ya-yo
Chirp if you looking for the work
100 dollars of pussy, my misses getting’ busy
FEDs getting dizzy niggas tryna get me
So I change the sizzy combination to the cizzy
Brand new V that’s what I get for pitchin
Nice little crib, a couch that I could sit in
Umm I mean sit on, blow piff, fuck a bitch on
Oops I mean feller keeps the umbreller
And I only fuck with them paper makers
Nicki Lewinski LK ta Jada

Nicki Minaj – Fire Burns

You shoulda left, the other day
You let me beg, for you to stay
This is a sickening joke that you play with my emotions
And so I pray you burn in hell and you never find the ocean

I hope your fire, fire burns baby
I hope your fire, fire burns baby
I hope you lay down in your sleep and you choke on every lie you told
And when you’re reaching out for me you’ll see you reap everything you sow

 

You piece of shit, you broke me down
Thought you said you, would hold me down
But I can see it in your eyes that you’re blinded by the flashing lights
And you’s a stupid motherfucker for letting this thing pass you by

I hope your fire, fire burns baby
I hope your fire, fire burns baby
I hope you lay down in your sleep and you choke on every lie you told
And when you’re reaching out for me you’ll see you reap everything you sow

Nicki Minaj – Come On A Cone

Uhh! Unghh!
Bitches ain’t serious, man these bitches delirious
All these bitches inferiors, I just pimp my interiors
I just pick up and go, might pick up a hoe
Might give conversation, if you kick up the dough
Never mind my money; never mind my stacks
Every bitch wanna be me, you can find ’em in Saks
“Pink Friday” two milli, ”Super Bass” triple plat
When you see me on Ellen, just admit that I’m winning
Do a show for Versace, they request me by name
And if they don’t get Nicki, it just won’t be the same
When I’m sitting with Anna, I’m really sitting with Anna
Ain’t a metaphor punchline, I’m really sitting with Anna!!
Front row at Oscar de la Renta posture
Ain’t a bitch that could do it, not even my impostor
Put these bitches on lockout, where the fuck is your roster?
I pull up in that new new, marinara and pasta

Shake my head yo I’m mad, ain’t a bitch in my zone
In the middle of nowhere, I just feel so alone
Got the certification, cause it come with the stone
But this ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, It should come on a cone
And my ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, It should come on a cone
Cause my ice is so cold, It should come on a cone

7-Up went and gave, my commercial to Cee-Lo
But don’t tell them I said it, let’s keep it on the d-low
If you need you a look, just put me on your song
But you know it’ll cost, about six figures long
But you bitches ain’t got it, where the fuck is your budgets?
Flying spurs for hers; me I’m fucking above it
And I just got the ghost, and I’m calling it (Casper)
But this shit is so cold, it belong in Alaska
Why the fuck am I styling? I competes with myself
When you win against Nicki, you depleted your wealth
And I’m not masturbating, but I’m feeling myself
Paparazzi is waiting, cause them pictures’ll sell
Now don’t you feel a-stupid, yeah that’s egg on your face
If you wasn’t so ugly, I’d put my dick in yo’ face!
Dick in your face; put my dick in your face, yeah!

Ooohh-ooh, dick in your face
Put my dick in your face
Put my dick in your face, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah (YUH!)

Nicki Minaj feat. Nas, Drake, Young Jeezy – Champion

Mmm.
This is celebration, this is levitation
Look at how you winning now, this took dedication
This is meditation, higher education
This the official competitor elimination
I was taking trips with Web to move weight,
Came back to queens then hit up a new state
Bitches don’t know the half like they flunked at math
Bitches ain’t have cut up crack up in the stash
50 cent Italian, icy flow
It’s that run and get a dollar for a ice cream cone
‘Cause they killed my little cousin Nicholas
But my memory’s only happy images
This is for the hood, this is for the kids
This is for the single mothers, niggas doing biz
This one is for TT, Tweety, Viola, Sharika
Candice, Timby, Lauren, Iesha.

It’s a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It’s time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)

Yeah, okay, we made it to America
I remember when I used to stay with Erica
Label transferred 20 million to comerica
Fucking terrabus got me acting out of character
Young TO nigga, either riding’ range
The Ferrari top down, screaming money ain’t a thang
Tell me when I changed, girl, but only when I change
‘Cause I live this shit for real, niggas know me in the game, they know
Makin’ hits in 3 acre cribs
Cookin’ up tryna eat nigga steak and ribs
I made a couple stars outta basic chicks
Nowadays blow the candles out, don’t even make a wish
Having good times, making good money
Lot of bad bitches but they good to me
I make her do the splits for a rack
Wish you niggas good luck tryna get where I’m at
Straight like that

It’s a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It’s time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)

Straight balling in this bitch, Jeremy Lin, mello.
Tell me one thing you won’t do? settle.
Gimme one word for ya chain? yellow
Pocket full of money, black card, ghetto
Critics say I ain’t in the game, A I?
So how you deal with the fame? STAY HIGH
Stay putting down for the town, may I
What you call a crib in the sky? play high
Half a mil in 3 weeks, yall did it like a champ
Mama taught me pride, yeah, she did it with the stamps
Wait a minute, everybody pause for the photo
Somebody tell these local hating niggas, I’m global
Tell me what I gotta do to get this champagne going
What I gotta do to get this coconut flowing
Don’t let me in son, hundred bottles of the ace
Lemme in son, go money cases in my place let’s celebrate

It’s a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It’s time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)

What up Nicki? it’s nasty. yeah. yeah yeah.
I sold my first 2 million dollars, I was 23.
I’m barely a man yet I had some killers under me
This ain’t rated PG, this rated PJ.
‘Cause that’s where a nigga fuck, murder on replay
My 24th bday, I’m sailing to Bimini
You can see me on a yacht blasting Pac, little nah, I ain’t greedy
I’m back to thugging bitches that can make it and kiss other bitches,
My man sister like me, I don’t fuck my brother’s sister
I just aspire your desire to be different
My 10 year old plan just one year til finish
My list went like this: first thing to sever,
The difference in pussy white black Latin or other
Here’s a man who clearly isn’t basic,
Waiting list just to hear me or witness the greatness
Loud laughter while writing my next chapter
Fast cash life, happily ever after
Champions

It’s a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It’s time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)

NICKI MINAJ feat. Nas, Drake, Young Jeezy – Champion

Mmm.
This is celebration, this is levitation
Look at how you winning now, this took dedication
This is meditation, higher education
This the official competitor elimination
I was taking trips with Web to move weight,
Came back to queens then hit up a new state
Bitches don’t know the half like they flunked at math
Bitches ain’t have cut up crack up in the stash
50 cent Italian, icy flow
It’s that run and get a dollar for a ice cream cone
‘Cause they killed my little cousin Nicholas
But my memory’s only happy images
This is for the hood, this is for the kids
This is for the single mothers, niggas doing biz
This one is for TT, Tweety, Viola, Sharika
Candice, Timby, Lauren, Iesha.

It’s a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It’s time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)

[Drake:]
Yeah, okay, we made it to America
I remember when I used to stay with Erica
Label transferred 20 million to comerica
Fucking terrabus got me acting out of character
Young TO nigga, either riding’ range
The Ferrari top down, screaming money ain’t a thang
Tell me when I changed, girl, but only when I change
‘Cause I live this shit for real, niggas know me in the game, they know
Makin’ hits in 3 acre cribs
Cookin’ up tryna eat nigga steak and ribs
I made a couple stars outta basic chicks
Nowadays blow the candles out, don’t even make a wish
Having good times, making good money
Lot of bad bitches but they good to me
I make her do the splits for a rack
Wish you niggas good luck tryna get where I’m at
Straight like that

It’s a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It’s time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)

[Young Jeezy:]
Straight balling in this bitch, Jeremy Lin, mello.
Tell me one thing you won’t do? settle.
Gimme one word for ya chain? yellow
Pocket full of money, black card, ghetto
Critics say I ain’t in the game, A I?
So how you deal with the fame? STAY HIGH
Stay putting down for the town, may I
What you call a crib in the sky? play high
Half a mil in 3 weeks, yall did it like a champ
Mama taught me pride, yeah, she did it with the stamps
Wait a minute, everybody pause for the photo
Somebody tell these local hating niggas, I’m global
Tell me what I gotta do to get this champagne going
What I gotta do to get this coconut flowing
Don’t let me in son, hundred bottles of the ace
Lemme in son, go money cases in my place let’s celebrate

It’s a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It’s time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)

[Nas:]
What up Nicki? it’s nasty. yeah. yeah yeah.
I sold my first 2 million dollars, I was 23.
I’m barely a man yet I had some killers under me
This ain’t rated PG, this rated PJ.
‘Cause that’s where a nigga fuck, murder on replay
My 24th bday, I’m sailing to Bimini
You can see me on a yacht blasting Pac, little nah, I ain’t greedy
I’m back to thugging bitches that can make it and kiss other bitches,
My man sister like me, I don’t fuck my brother’s sister
I just aspire your desire to be different
My 10 year old plan just one year til finish
My list went like this: first thing to sever,
The difference in pussy white black Latin or other
Here’s a man who clearly isn’t basic,
Waiting list just to hear me or witness the greatness
Loud laughter while writing my next chapter
Fast cash life, happily ever after
Champions

It’s a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It’s time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)

NICKI MINAJ feat. Ciara – I’m Legit

[Ciara - Hook x2:]
II-I’m the shit
With no makeup
Don’t have to curl my hair up
All this booty here mine
I’mma dolla 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

[Nicki Minaj - Verse 1:]
Beat em like they stole something
Beat em like they stole something
All this booty here got them dreaming
Let me hold something
Lemme lemme hear that boy
Lemme lemme wear that boy
Let me get the most expensive car
And let me steer that boy
Real big pretty titty
Shut down any city
If you want the kit kitty
Gotta get the kit for me
All new everything
Plus pay the rent fo’ me
If we in the wilderness
Bitches pitch a tent for me
Tent for me tent for me get my body
Long hair no make up doing pilates
Those niggas don’t stop up my danceanatti
All them bitches is my sons but who’s the daddy
II graduate with honors
I ball Nate O’ Conner
I did a freestyle then I got a shoutout from Obamer
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 ‘dem
Girls girls me and my girls
Watcha done did I need some referrals
Motherfuckers know I’m the shit legit
And if a motherfucker doubt he can suck my dick
I tell ‘em everybody else is my opposite
I put ‘em on the gang gimme 5 percent

[Ciara - Hook x2:]
II-I’m the shit
With no makeup
Don’t have to curl my hair up
All this booty here mine
I’mma dolla 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

[Nicki Minaj - Verse 2:]
I’m like really famous
I got a famous anus
No not Famous Amos
All this famous heinous
Lemme lemme here that boy
Lemme lemme wear that boy
All this money coming in
But I never share that boy
No lipstick no lashes out
But I got a real big ol ratchet though
I said dude yo dude you packing out
He said he want good box like Pacquiao
I said well my name Nicki and it’s nice to meet ya
If ya really wanna know I give ya 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 tripping when I put them on the map niggas
How you gonna break that
How you gonna fake that
Ain’t at no wedding but all my girls caked high
Sleeping on me no mattress though
Imma burn the beat down no matches though
No they can’t keep up they molasses slow
I’m the greatest Queens bitch with the Cashis flow
LL-Looking at me like it’s my fault
TT-Trying take sneak pictures wit their iPhone
I like independent bitches like July 4th
Now that’s what young Harriet died for

[Ciara - Hook x2:]
II-I’m the shit
With no makeup
Don’t have to curl my hair up
All this booty here mine
I’mma dolla 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

Nicki Minaj feat. 2 Chainz – Beez In The Trap

Bitches ain’t shit, and they ain’t sayin’ nuthin’
A hundred muthafuckas can’t tell me nuthin’
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 ain’t tryna 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 jokin’
Like your name Hulk Hogan
Niggas move weight in the South, but live in Hoboken
Bitch, I spit that crack
Like I’m in that trap
So if you need a hit, then I’m with that bat

Bitches ain’t shit, and they ain’t sayin’ nuthin’
A hundred muthafuckas can’t tell me nuthin’
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, ain’t no keys in this do-hicky
If I weren’t rappin’ I be trappin’
If I weren’t trappin’ I be pimpin’
If weren’t pimpin’ I be gettin’ it, period
I don’t smoke no bobby, but my denim be from Ricky
Got your girl Amalie 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 I’ve been thinking Franklin
Money, thousands, True Religion trousers
Got a private home, started from the public houses
Hair weave killer, Kevin heart arouser
Audi A8, told them Audi 5000, uh

Bitches ain’t shit, and they ain’t sayin’ nuthin’
A hundred muthafuckas can’t tell me nuthin’
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 don’t know man, fuck is on your biscuit?
If I get hits, swinging on a big bitch
I don’t know man, I’m shittin’ on your whole life

Bitches ain’t shit, and they ain’t sayin’ nuthin’
A hundred muthafuckas can’t tell me nuthin’
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap

Man I’m out in Texas, man I’m out in A-town
Then I’m up in Chi-town or Miami shuttin’ it down
It’s that New Orleans, it’s LA or The Bay
It’s New York Philly in the whole DMV
I’m a Detroit Player, man it’s north south cats
Ohio Pittsburgh, got St. Louis on deck
It’s Delaware Connecticut, it’s New Jersey got hella bricks
It’s Queens Brooklyn and yea they’re wildin’
The Bronx Harlem and Staten Island

Bitches ain’t shit, and they ain’t sayin’ nuthin’
A hundred muthafuckas can’t tell me nuthin’
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 don’t know man, fuck is on your biscuit?
If I get hits, swinging on a big bitch
I don’t know man, I’m shittin’ on your whole life

NICKI MINAJ feat. 2 Chainz – Beez In The Trap

[Hook]
Bitches ain’t shit, and they ain’t sayin’ nuthin’
A hundred muthafuckas can’t tell me nuthin’
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
[x2]

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Man, I been did that
Man, I been popped off
And if she ain’t tryna 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 jokin’
Like your name Hulk Hogan
Niggas move weight in the South, but live in Hoboken
Bitch, I spit that crack
Like I’m in that trap
So if you need a hit, then I’m with that bat

[Hook]
Bitches ain’t shit, and they ain’t sayin’ nuthin’
A hundred muthafuckas can’t tell me nuthin’
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
[x2]

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Okay now Nicki Nicki Nicki, put it in your kidney
Got a new LS 450, ain’t no keys in this do-hicky
If I weren’t rappin’ I be trappin’
If I weren’t trappin’ I be pimpin’
If weren’t pimpin’ I be gettin’ it, period
I don’t 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 I’ve been thinking Franklin
Money, thousands, True Religion trousers
Got a private home, started from the public houses
Hair weave killer, causing her arousal
Audi A8, told them Audi 5000, uh

[Hook]
Bitches ain’t shit, and they ain’t sayin’ nuthin’
A hundred muthafuckas can’t tell me nuthin’
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
[x2]

[Bridge]
Damn, damn what they say about me?
I don’t know man, fuck is on your biscuit?
If I get hits, swinging on a big bitch
I don’t know man, I’m shittin’ on your whole life
[x2]

[Hook]
Bitches ain’t shit, and they ain’t sayin’ nuthin’
A hundred muthafuckas can’t tell me nuthin’
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Man I’m out in Texas, man I’m out in A-town
Then I’m up in Chi-town or Miami shuttin’ it down
It’s that New Orleans, it’s LA or The Bay
It’s New York, Philly, and the whole DMV
I’m a Detroit Player, man it’s North/South Cats
Ohio, Pittsburgh, got St. Louis on deck
It’s Delaware, Connecticut, it’s New Jersey got hella bricks
It’s Queens Brooklyn and yea they’re wildin’
The Bronx Harlem and Staten Island

[Hook]
Bitches ain’t shit, and they ain’t sayin’ nuthin’
A hundred muthafuckas can’t tell me nuthin’
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap

[Bridge]
Damn, damn what they say about me?
I don’t know man, fuck is on your biscuit?
If I get hits, swinging on a big bitch
I don’t know man, I’m shittin’ on your whole life
[x2]

Nicki Minaj – Beautiful Sinner

South Africa is where I come from
Get me my banjo, get me my drum
Kidnap Korea and don’t take ransom
Don’t let me come out of my dungeonChu wan me to leave then take it d-down
You see me come out of England at dawn
You say the pattern come from Kingston
Trinidad Trinidad, my island

I see you in here dancin’
Your preview is quite romantic
I envy your perfect kind of life
Who knew you’d be so sexy
I think you’re quite fantastic
Screw your flaws
You’re perfect in my eyes
And maybe I’m naïve for loving you
You’re a cheat and a liar
But tonight you’re everything I desire
You beautiful sinner
I love your wicked heart
Beautiful sinner
It’s such a work of art

I didn’t know that bad could love so good
You are the type of bad that feels so good

Beautiful sinner

I bet you’re heart of stone
Living in your world alone
I hope you let me in tonight
They want me to beware
You’re dangerous I don’t care
I can’t wait to have you in my arms

And maybe I’m naive for loving you
You’re a cheat and a liar
But tonight you’re everything I desire
You beautiful sinner
I love your wicked heart
Beautiful sinner
It’s such a work of art

I didn’t know that bad could love so good
You are the type of bad that feels so good

Beautiful sinner

Maybe you’re the master of disguise and you are..
Putting on and you’re really the saint, the good one.
Are you here to save me from the crowd?
If you are, then baby take me now

Beautiful sinner
I love your wicked heart
Beautiful sinner
It’s such a work of art

I didn’t know that bad could love so good
You are the type of bad that feels so good

Beautiful sinner

Nicki Minaj – Automatic

I can’t control the way I’m moving my hips
Bet you never ever seen it like this
I’m a monster on the floor I can’t quit
No no it’s automatic, it’s automatic
It’s automatic I’m a runaway train
And it’s likely that I tear up this place
When I go, I go hard
I’mma show you best how tonight

It’s automatic my condition’s unknown
There’s no remedy, and no antidotes
It’s just the way that I am
Nicki, Nicki, so bad tonight, night ah ah ah ah

I can’t control the way I’m moving my hips
Bet you never ever seen it like this
I’m a monster on the floor I can’t quit
No no it’s automatic, it’s automatic

Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It’s automatic
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It’s automatic

It’s automatic some might call it insane
I assure you I’d be stuck in your brain
You be falling for me boy
Yeah just like a domino tonight, night

It’s automatic when I’m rockin the beats
Systematically I’m dropping your heat
It’s just the way that I am
Nicki, Nicki, so bad tonight, night ah ah ah ah

I can’t control the way I’m moving my hips
Bet you never ever seen it like this
I’m a monster on the floor I can’t quit
No no it’s automatic, it’s automatic

Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It’s automatic
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It’s automatic

Press rewind, press rewind
Einstein, I’m looking for that Einstein
Wales, London, Ireland, Scotland, I get idoled in South Africa and Brazil
Shut the club down, bring the bill
Bring the bill, bring the bill, bring the bill
Shut the club down, and bring the bill

I can’t control the way I’m moving my hips
Bet you never ever seen it like this
I’m a monster on the floor I can’t quit
No no it’s automatic, it’s automatic

Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It’s automatic
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It’s automatic