Nicki Minaj - The Boys (feat. Cassie)

Текст песни: The Boys (feat. Cassie)

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
 P-p-p-p punch line Queen, no boxer though
 Might pull up in a Porsche, no boxster though
 Tell a hater,"Yo, don't you got cocks to blow?"
 Tell 'em Kangaroo Nick, I'll box a ho
 Th-sai-they said I got 5 in a possible
 Don't go against Nicki, Impossible
 I done came through with my wrist on Popsicle
 Man these hoes couldn't ball with a Tosticle
 Nigga-nigga-nigga-nigga

[Cassie]
 Your lipstick stain
 Smells like a cheap motel
 Diamond watches and a gold chain
 Can't make my frown turn around

[Cassie]
 The boys always spending all their money on love
 The boys always spending all their money on love
 They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it
 Bone it, own it, Yeah yeah
 Dollar, dollar, paper chase it get that money
 Yeah yeah

 You get high, fuck a bunch of girls
 And then cry on top of the world
 I hope you have the time of your life
 I hope I don't lose it tonight

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
 Ba-ba-ba-ba bald head pussy got lots of juice
 Lop-sided on the curb so I block the coupes
 Watch the deuce
 Man I'm stingy with my cuttie cat daddy
 Did you ever really love me stevie
 Rrrrrrr
 Pull up in the
 Rrrrrrr
 Wrist on
 Burrrrr
 Pussy on
 Purrrr Rrrrr
 I don't even brake when I'm backing up
 I'll swerve on a nigga if he acting up
 I done pushed more sixes then a play date
 Get money by the millions, fuck a day rate
 Nigga-nigga-nigga-nigga

[Cassie]
 Your bossed up swag
 Got 'em drooling like a new born babe
 The dollars in they eyes
 Got 'em blinded by a Masquerade

[Cassie]
 The boys always spending all their money on love
 The boys always spending all their money on love
 They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it
 Bone it, own it, yeah yeah
 Dollar, dollar, paper chase it get that money
 Yeah yeah

 You get high, fuck a bunch of girls
 And then cry on top of the world
 I hope you have the time of your life
 I hope I don't lose it tonight

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
 I put all you bitches on to them good lace fronts
 Girls is my sons, carried them for 8 months
 And yes you're Pre-Mature
 Young Money to the Core
 I might give you a ticket so you can come see the tour
 Oh that's your new girl?
 That's that Mid Grade
 Buck 50 on yo face with the switch blade
 Or the Razor
 Yeah the Razor
 She my son yeah
 But I ain't Raise her
 Goose me hater
 I get that Loose leaf paper
 Them V-Necks be studded out
 T-Rex be gutted out
 I told 'em Nicki be chilling them
 Imma keep hurting they feelings
 Because you'll never be Jordan
 You couldn't even be Pippen
 You couldn't even be tripping
 You can't afford a vacation
 I'm out in Haiti with Haitians
 I go to Asia with Asians
 You mad dusty, you a lil dusty possum
 I just come through with the six like my name was Blossom

[Cassie]
 You get high, fuck a bunch of girls
 And then cry on top of the world
 I hope you have the time of your life
 I hope I don't lose it tonight
[Repeat]

 The boys always spending all their money on love [x4]

[Nicki Minaj Speaking]
 Uh huh, Pretty Gang, Young Money, Cassie, Cassie, Cassie…