[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj] Me, I'm just me, me, I'm just real Me, I'm that bitch that be footing the bill Only a real nigga could cop a feel Credit Card blacker than that nigga Seal 24 million I brokered a deal Jewish my lawyer he Kosher than Dill And I am still, poppin' them pills I don't give a fuck how you bitches feel Jealousy, jealousy that's how you feel? I am still living in Beverly Hills Tell 'em to chill, tell 'em to chill Tell all them people my wrists is on chill Bitches can't beat me they ain't got the skill Eye of the tiger they ain't got the kill Look up to Jada I love her and Will Bitches my sons but they not in my will The fuck be wrong with these bitches? The fuck be wrong with these niggas?
[Hook 2: Soulja Boy & Nicki Minaj] Yasss, Bish,Yasss (x12) Tell 'em give a bad bitch a proper due What they say ain't never what they gon' do It say 250 on that fucking sticker Pink Print hot it should be in some slippers
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj] I don't fuck with you niggas, I own the Clippers I own some homes, I own my own liquor Bitches is bitter, my titties is bigger You bitches my sons I need a babysitter I am the dream, on the dream team I am Olajuwon I am Hakeem Abdul Jabbar, I am Kareem I am the Queen because I'm a machine You not ready, you not seasoned Go against me I say "Fix it Jesus" Thinking they hot, talk shit a lot But when they shit drop I say "Fix it Jesus" Oh, your shit ain't gold! Word to my bank roll Real niggas ain't sold Dropping my single in two weeks The Pink Print album a movie Bitches be thinkin' they hot But these bitches be using that term so loosely
[Hook 2: Soulja Boy & Nicki Minaj]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
