Artist: Nicki Minaj
Album: High School (Single)
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 on they ratted
Anyway, I felt him, helped him, put him on lock, seat belt them
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 its you
You, this ain't high school
Me and my crew
We can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want
Put it wherever you want
Baby, it's yours
Baby its your world
Baby it's your world
She got a nigga at home, and one on the side
Best friend is a dike, 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 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'mma need goggles
She tell me that's it's mine, I tell her stop lying
Mine and who else? She say worry 'bout yourself
[Hook: Nicki Minaj]
[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
I know you want it, boy
I see you tryin'
Just keep on pushin'
I'm a let you slide in
Just close your eyes and
It's ready, come get you some
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Matthew Samuels, Dwayne Carter, Onika Tanya Maraj, Tyler Williams, Onika Maraj
Copyright: Money Mack Music, Young Money Publishing Inc., Songs Of Universal Inc., 1damentional Publishing LLC, Sony/ATV Tunes LLC, Brother Bagz Publishing, Warner-tamerlane Publishing Corp., Harajuku Barbie Music
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