Album Name

The Boys

Artist

Nicki Minaj, Cassie

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2012.01.01

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

The Boys - Nicki Minaj, Cassie
Punch line queen No boxer though
Might pull up in a Porche
No Boxster though
Tell a hater
Yo don’t you got cocks to blow
Tell ‘em kangaroo Nick I’ll box a hoe
They said I got five in a pasta bowl
But don’t go against
Nicki impossible
I’m the king Do what my wrist
More popsicle
Man these hoes couldn’t ball
With a toss to go nigga
Your lipstick stinks
Smells like a cheap hotel
Diamond watches, and a gold chain
Can’t make my frown turn around
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 can it bone it bone it
Yeah yeah
Dollar dollar paper chaser
Get that money 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
Bonehead pussy
Got lots of juice
Lopsided on the curb
So I block the coupes
Watch the dudes man
I’m stingy with my putty cat diddy
Did you ever love me Stevie
Purr, pull up in a burr
Wrist on brrr pussy on prrrrerrr
I don’t even break
When I’m backing up
I swerve on a nigga if he actin’ up
I don’ push more sixes then a play day
Get money by the millions
Fuck a day rate nigga
Your bossed up swag
That I’m throwing
Like a new born babe
The dollars in they eyes
Got ‘em blinded like a masquerade
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 can it bone it bone it
Yeah yeah
Dollar dollar paper chaser
Get that money 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
I put all you bitches
Onto them good laced fronts
Girls is my sons carry them
For 8 months
And yes ya premature
Young Money to the core
I might give you the ticket
So you can come see the tour
Oh dats you’re new girl
That’s that mid crave
A buck 50 on your face
With a switch blade
Or the razor, hear the razor
She my son yeah
But I ain’t raise her
Lose me hater
I get that loosely paper
Them v necks be studded
I’ll t rex, be gutted out
I tell her Nicki be chillin’
I’mma keep her in her feelings
Because you’ll never be Jordan
You could’nt even be Pippen
You couldn’t even be trippin
You can’t afford a vacation
I’m out in Haiti with Haitians
I go to Asia with Asians
You mad dusty, you unload
I just come through with a six
Like my name was blossom
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’ll buy
Don’t lose it tonight
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
The boys always spending
All their money on love
The boys always spending
All their money on love
The boys always spending
All their money on love
The boys always spending
All their money on love