DixLow – Insane lyrics

It’s your boy Dixlow
Cali on the beat

Verse 1:
Something about the way she move
Everything about her body so sexy – oh yeah

Something about the way she looks at me
There’s something in your eye – that draws me close to you

I can love you everyday
I can catch a bullet for you girl
Jump in front a moving train for you
I can love every night
Let me be the one you wake up every morning to

Chorus:
Your loving x2
E dey drive me insane
E dey drive me insane o – ahh

Your loving x2
E dey drive me insane o
E dey drive me insane

[Refrain]:
She’s doing it x2
She’s doing it now
See backah
Boom boom like Nicki Minaj
She’s doing it x2
She’s doing it now
She’s doing it now x2

She’s doing it x2
She’s doing it now
See backah
Boom boom like Nicki Minaj
She’s doing it x2
She’s doing it now
She’s killing me now x2

Verse 2.
Lady, you’re my drug
Attitude, you’re my type
And the way you work that body
So seductive, oh my God
I go treat you like a trophy
Baby so bad and she know it – yeah

Chorus:
Your loving x2
E dey drive me insane
E dey drive me insane o – ahh

Your loving x2
E dey drive me insane o
E dey drive me insane

Bridge:
I’m gonn love you
Like nobody ever did to you
I’m gonn put no one above you
They say nothing lasts forever
But we’re gonn prove em wrong
Cos we’ll be here
Till eternity

Chorus:
Your loving x2
E dey drive me insane
E dey drive me insane o – ahh

Your loving x2
E dey drive me insane o
E dey drive me insane

Playboi Carti – Poke It Out (feat. Nicki Minaj) lyrics

[Intro]
Yo, Yo Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Iced up, ice watch
Woah, woah
Bad bitch, poke it out (woah)
Poke it out, poke it out (woah)
Bad bitch, poke it out
Poke it out, poke it out (bitch)
Fat ass, poke it out
Poke it out, poke it out
New watch, ice watch
Check it out, check it out
New Glock, my Glock
Poke it out, poke it out
Air it out, air it out
Showin’ off, showin’ off
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Poke it out, poke it out
Poke it out (woah)
Poke it out, poke it out
Poke it out (woah)
Poke it out, poke it out
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Ass fat, uh, what
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Ass fat, uh
Poke it out, uh, yeah
Poke it out
Poke it out (poke it out, poke it out, poke it out)
Poke it out (poke it out, poke it out, poke it out)
Poke it out (poke it out, poke it out, poke it out)
Walk it out
Poke it out (poke it out, poke it out, poke it out)
Poke it out (poke it out, poke it out, poke it out)
Walk it out
Poke it out (poke it out, poke it out, poke it out)
Poke it out (poke it out, poke it out, poke it out)

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
All of these bitches want Carti now, uh
All of my bitches, they thotties now (ooh)
Walk in that bitch and I walk it out (walk it out)
Walk in that bitch with a 30 out
She walk in that bitch with her panties down
Ball on these niggas like [?] now
Told the lil’ bitch to come see me now (walk it out)
All of these bitches wanna see me now (walk it out)
Fucked that lil’ bitch with the titties out (poke it out)
I know you see me on the T.V. now (poke it out)
Carti be lookin’ like billionaire (woo)
I’ma go fuck on a billionaire (poke it out)
House in the hills (ooh, yeah)
All of my bitches, they gettin’ it (poke it out)
Poppin’ a pill (poke it out)
And I go get it (poke it out)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Iced up, ice watch
Woah, woah
Bad bitch, poke it out (woah)
Poke it out, poke it out (woah)
Bad bitch, poke it out
Poke it out, poke it out (bitch)
Fat ass, poke it out
Poke it out, poke it out
New watch, ice watch
Check it out, check it out
New Glock, my Glock
Poke it out, poke it out
Air it out, air it out
Showin’ off, showin’ off
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Poke it out, poke it out
Poke it out (what)
Poke it out, poke it out
Poke it out (what)
Poke it out, poke it out
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Ass fat, uh, what
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Ass fat, uh

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Playboi (Playboi), Playboi (Playboi)
Playboi (Playboi), brr (brr)
Playboi (Playboi), Playboi (Playboi)
Playboi (Playboi), brr (brr)
Playboi (Playboi), Playboi (Playboi)
Playboi (Playboi), brr (brr)
Playboi (Barbie), Playboi (Barbie)
Playboi (Barbie), brr (brr)
What they on? St. Laurent?
Ass fat, uh, matter of fact
This that here, this that here
Get that here, uh, uh
Double back, quarterback
Runnin’ back, uh
Right here, laid back
They back, take that
All of my buddies on ten (ten)
All of my moneys in Yen (Yen)
All of my work is sellin’ (sellin’)
Thank you, and please come again (‘gain)
All we know here is the win (win)
Fabulous, gone with the wind (wind)
All of this one of a kind
But if I order it, get it again
I see all these pretend Barbies
I’m beginning to end Barbies
I am Nicki the Ninja, Harajuku
‘Member, I’ve been Barbie (been Barbie)
P-P-P-Playboy Barbie
Cover of Playboy, Barbie
In New York I really rock (rocks)
Ask Playboi Carti (Carti)
All of these niggas wanna do me now (do me now)
Sonin’ these hoes like it’s gloomy out
All of my niggas on hammer time (hammer time)
Walk in that bitch with the toolie out (toolie out)
Walk in that bitch with the toolie out (toolie out)
Killers and robbers, that’s Julia (Julia)
Walk in that bitch with my boobies out
Wife beater torn like Natalie Imbruglia (‘bruglia)
You know that I stay with them great lines (great lines)
End bitches’ careers, cut them break lines (break lines)
You gon’ be an episode of Dateline (Dateline)
End-end up on the cover of L.A. Times (L.A. Times)
Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck I just heard through the grapevine? (Grapevine)
These little musty bitches thinkin’ they can take mine (take mine)
You bitches’ chances lookin’ slimmer than my waistline (waistline)
Man, that shit been over since play time (play time)
Watch flooded, ho, I can’t even FaceTime (FaceTime)
You bitches gotta face time for them hate crimes (hate crimes)
Playboi Playboi hit me on my FaceTime (FaceTime)
For the best feature out the Big Apple since FaceTime (FaceTime)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Iced up, ice watch
Woah, woah
Bad bitch, poke it out (woah)
Poke it out, poke it out (woah)
Bad bitch, poke it out
Poke it out, poke it out (bitch)
Fat ass, poke it out
Poke it out, poke it out
New watch, ice watch
Check it out, check it out
New Glock, my Glock
Poke it out, poke it out
Air it out, air it out
Showin’ off, showin’ off
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Poke it out, poke it out
Poke it out (what)
Poke it out, poke it out
Poke it out (what)
Poke it out, poke it out
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Ass fat, uh, what
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Ass fat, uh

Bebe Rexha – No Broken Hearts (feat. Nicki Minaj) lyrics

[Intro: Bebe Rexha + Nicki Minaj]
Oh baby, oh baby I know that you’ve been hurting
(This is a star studded collaboration)
Oh baby, oh baby I know that you’ve been hurting
I’m Nicki Minaj, that’s Bebe, let’s go

[Hook: Bebe Rexha]
No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks pour it up
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight

[Verse 1: Bebe Rexha]
We going straight to Miami
Hop on a plane don’t need no plans
Shining so hard like a Grammy
Forget all the players what they did
We gonna be buying the drinks, we gonna be buying the drinks
Line up the bottles, line up the models, we gonna forget everything

[Pre-Hook: Bebe Rexha]
Oh ain’t nobody going home, you know what you came for
To dance off the pain, don’t feel a thing, just feel the champagne
If you’re feeling lonely, baby let me hear you sing

[Hook: Bebe Rexha]
No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks pour it up
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight
We only got one life, so let’s go hard till the day we die
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks pour it up
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight

[Verse 2: Bebe Rexha]
We gonna do it real biggie
Sky is the limit in this town
We taking over the city
We too high to bring us down
We gonna do what we do, we gonna do what we do
Three in the morning, four in the morning, meet you for eggs in the morning

[Pre-Hook: Bebe Rexha]
Oh ain’t nobody going home, you know what you came for
To dance off the pain, don’t feel the shame, just feel the champagne
If you’re feeling lonely, baby let me hear you sing

[Hook: Bebe Rexha]
No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks pour it up
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight
We only got one life, so let’s go hard till the day we die
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks pour it up
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Ay yo Bebe, anybody hatin’ need a pee pee
Sip a little Myx, pop pills till I’m sleepy
I’m the one that bust it open out in Waikiki
Pull up in the Ghost, I’m creepy
They don’t want beef, we proved it
Niggas better keep it on wax like a Q-tip
Keep his dick wetter than the cruise ship
Flower than a tulip, flyer than your new bitch
I do’s it, yup I’m up two zip
Girls is my sons, I’m giving them milf teas
They be sweatin’ me, headbands and gym tees
Like bad knees on Dirk Nowitzki’s, it is going down like M. Lewinsky’s
Wrist freeze yep my wrist on pink skis
Ring finger be shitting on my pinky’s
Make em mad, aww man I got them hating bad
Blood clot money green like Jamaican flags

[Hook: Bebe Rexha]
No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks pour it up
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight
We only got one life, so let’s go hard till the day we die
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks pour it up
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight

Post Malone – Ball For Me (feat. Nicki Minaj) lyrics

[Intro: Post Malone]
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Woah

[Pre-Chorus: Post Malone]
Baby could you? I got too much on my mind right now
I ain’t got the time to get you Saint Laurent down
Could you? I got too much on my mind right now
Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby 30 thou’

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Ball for me
B-ball for me, yeah
Ball for me
B-ball for me, yeah

[Verse 1: Post Malone]
I’m on the road, I’m gettin’ paid, like what you want, baby? (What you want, baby?)
You’re bougie, baby, but I love you, baby, give you the world, baby (you the world, baby)
Paid five grand for a handbag, that’s Saint Laurent (Saint Laurent, baby)
Damn, you love that money, baby (oh-oh-oh)
Hunnid thousand plus hunnid thousand, my whip (my whip, my whip)
30 thousand plus 30 thousand, my wrist (my wrist, my wrist)
We got alcohol plus bad bitches, that’s lit (that’s lit, that’s lit)
I swear baby, we was just kissin’, that’s it (that’s it, that’s it)
How could I forget the shit that you done done for me? (For me)
Baby gonna take the charge and take the fall for me (for me)
Would love to take you shoppin’, but girl, I’ll be on tour
Sorry, lil’ mama, I can’t give you more

[Pre-Chorus: Post Malone]
Baby could you? I got too much on my mind right now
I ain’t got the time to get you Saint Laurent down
Could you? I got too much on my mind right now
Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby 30 thou’

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Ball for me
B-ball for me, yeah
Ball for me
B-ball for me, yeah

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, gotta hit him on the jack
When you comin’ back? Where is you at on the map?
Everything is intact
Could have been a seamstress, still wouldn’t cut him slack
Pretty much, ain’t got a clue
Itty bitty piggyback off everything I do
But I’m still droppin’ jaws
Got ’em lookin’ like James Harden at the awards
Back to you, I’m so into you
For real, bread like I’m kin to you
If you a 10, I add 10 to you
They be mad when I tend to you
That’s what the bae like
Call me Buffy ’cause that’s what I slay like
These bitches, I son ’em like it’s daylight
These niggas wanna know what it tastes like
What it tastes like, yo, what it tastes like, yo
They wanna know what it tastes like, yo
All this ice, it should taste like snow
Get kimonos and let’s fly to Tokyo
Pretty, pretty please baby, won’t you cop this for me?

[Pre-Chorus: Post Malone]
Baby could you? I got too much on my mind right now
I ain’t got the time to get you Saint Laurent down
Could you? I got too much on my mind right now
Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby 30 thou’

[Chorus: Post Malone & Nicki Minaj]
Ball for me
B-ball for me, yeah
Ball for me
B-ball for me, yeah
Ball for me
What it tastes like
B-ball for me, yeah
Ball for me
What it tastes like
B-ball for me, yeah

Wizkid – Soco Lyrics

[Intro: Wizkid]
One
All over you
Holy water
Throw the money
Cunning money
Cunning money
Oyaa hold the fire
Hold the gander

[Pre-Chorus]
Eledumare bless me with body o baby o
Star boy go bless you with money o omoge o
Eledumare bless me with body o baby o
StarBoy go bless you with money o omoge o

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Oya soco soco soco oko oko
Soco soco baby o, soco soco soco
Oya gbefun lopo, lopo lopo lopo

[Verse 1 Terry]
Oh when I come through
They know its a vibe
So they turn up
All eyes on me now
So many things you fit do with your baby
Maje go le baby
StarBoy get plenty money

Girl you know what the doctor do [sokpo]
Shilo forming show mi **
Dont doubt am the one for you
Am the one bone it every every time you o
Ibadi la korodo
Omo iya kpa lema takpa folosho
Eh yea yea iye eh

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Oya soco soco
Soco soco soco
Soco soco baby oh
Soco soco soco soco
Oya gbefu lokpu
Lokpo lokpo lokpo
Oya gbefun baby oh
Soco soco soco

[Verse 1 Terry]
Body oh body oh
Girl you confuse my thinking
With your body oh body
Girl its for you that am singing
With your body oh
Girl come chop all my money oh
Oh your baka behind oh
Girl come chop all my money oh

[Verse 2 Spotless]
You make a man wan smoke canabbis
All my friends na ***
All i see na your waist
Girl come manya make we dance oh
I like the way your body semkpe for me
Baby come jogodo for me oh
Make your body move for me
Baby come chop banko for me

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Oya soco soco
Soco soco soco
Soco soco baby oh
Soco soco soco soco
Oya gbefu lokpu
Lokpo lokpo lokpo
Oya gbefun baby oh
Soco soco soco

[Verse 3 Ceeza Milli]
Step in the pace the party scatter
Make them surrender
But dem dey give them more toni eh
Another eat another one
Nicki Minaj she start to dance
Girl I love the things you do
So baby dance and dance sukusu eh
When you do da dirty whine

Oya jo baby [X]
Oya jo badi
Oya jo baby [Soco]
Oya go crazy
Oya jo badi [Soco]
Want to spend money
Let me spend money [X2] [Soco]
Oya jo baby
Oya go crazy
Oya jo badi

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Soco soco
Soco soco soco
Soco soco baby oh
Soco soco soco soco
Oya gbefu lokpu
Lokpo lokpo lokpo
Oya gbefun baby oh
Soco soco soco

[Pre-Chorus]
Oledumare less you with you with body oh baby
Starboy go bles you with money oh omoge oh
Oledumare less you with you with body oh baby
StarBoy go bles you with money oh omoge

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Oya soco soco
Soco soco soco
Soco soco baby oh
Soco soco soco soco
Oya gbefu lokpu
Lokpo lokpo lokpo
Oya gbefun baby oh

Busta Rhymes – Girlfriend (feat. Tory Lanez & Vybz Kartel)

[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayo this shit sound like
This shit sound like the welcome music when you just landed in Kingston, Jamaica on a private nigga!
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Now let it go girlfriend
Bend and touch your toes girlfriend
Now all my chicks everywhere, hands in the air ( show em!) and let em’ know girlfriend

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Mommy on the dance floor she shake for me
Okra , steam fish prepare for me
Introduce her to my mother in another country (Fuck no!)
Make sure you never test me
Two branch chop off
Boil up the sensi
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Selector dem a play tune and me a MC
Or nah! Or nah! a Or nah me say Or nah !
All a the gyal them weh a dance u need fi go slow
Yeah yeah
Mom inna me section she a undress for me
In case you don’t, everything bless for me, Yeah!
Boof Baaf! beat a little boy carefully Koof Kaaf!
Beg you to watch here for me
Shoot that!
Gyal pull down your brazier for me
A you that ?

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Now let it go girlfriend
Bend and touch your toes girlfriend
Now all my chicks everywhere, hands in the air ( show em!) and let em’ know girlfriend

[Verse 2: Vybz Kartel]
Nicki Minaj booty squeeze it
Bet you say you love stew peas
Riri she have a fat coochie
Beyonce, big up Jay-Z
Ten gyal inna me Benz
Is a Sex-UV
Fuck pan the seat make the bedroom sleep
Plug in me matic fi go on the street
Look out the window, fucking police
Dawg oh no, who called the po-po that’s a no no
Me soon know who dweet
Loud with the weed me nuh care who see it
Busta which gyal that ? Who she ?
Babes ya forward ?

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Now let it go girlfriend
Bend and touch your toes girlfriend
Now all my chicks everywhere, hands in the air ( show em!) and let em’ know girlfriend

Verse 3: Tory Lanez

[]

Chorus (Busta Rhymes):
Now let it go girlfriend
Bend and touch your toes girlfriend
Now all my chicks everywhere, hands in the air ( show em!) and let em’ know girlfriend

[Verse 4: Busta Rhymes]
[]

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Now let it go girlfriend
Bend and touch your toes girlfriend
Now all my chicks everywhere, hands in the air ( show em!) and let em’ know girlfriend

[Outro: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
You can’t tell me this shit don’t feel like vacation
This shit feel like vacation nigga!

You already know – Fergie feat. Nicki Minaj lyrics

Lyrics Fergie – You already know

Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
That’s right, baby, you already know
You already know, hope you’re ready
Ready, steady, steady, rocking.

Let it go, get rolled, I just can’t hold
Back and forth ’cause I’m the girl with soul
Ain’t controlling effects, so what the heck
Rock the discotheque ’cause this groove is up next
Tease on the camera, freeze while I animate
I’m no amateur, I’m a laminate
I’ma assassinate all the imitates
Then I’ma take a break, and meditate
Hmm, let me think about it
Put my little noodle on the problem, then I drink about it
Drink a little, swig a little, sip a little, spill a little
Feel a little loopy when I get a little tipsy
Beez got me feeling like a gypsy
Smoking on a hookah got me feeling like a hippie, trippy
Gone for a minute and you missed me
Now Fergie back with a bag full of tricksies, what.

Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
That’s right, baby, you already know
You already know, hope you’re ready
Ready, steady, steady, rocking.

This is how I do, this is how I do. (x2)

Yo, ayo, let it go, let’s go
I keep a bar like Esco
I wanna ball, where the nets go?
I’m on stage, you can stand where the guests go
Bitches is my sons, they don’t wanna leave the nest, though
They like, aw, where the ref go?
I-I got these h**s scared to pass, I got that intercept flow
I made a movie like Seth Rog’ versuri-lyrics.info
And since I came in the game, they careers on death row
Damn, they ain’t seen young Nicki in a week
Five shows, made three millie in a week
You are now looking at the the best, the elite
Too bad you can’t go and invest in critiques
I’m thick and petite, tell ’em quick, pick a seat
I pull up in a Ghost, no sheets, trick or treat
I know they on E, but I don’t give a F, though
Bad attitude, but my pus*y is the best, though.

Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
That’s right, baby, you already know
You already know, hope you’re ready
Ready, steady, steady, rocking.

This is how I do, this is how I do. (x2)

Come get some, you little bums
Dudes want the cake, but they can’t get a crumb
From the original, sexual, visual dope chick and all that good s**t
Charismatic when I’m at it
When I add it up, I’m mathematic, baby
Top game, I’m out the attic
There you have it, no dramatics, hold the static
Pose for the camera, daddy, I’m vogueing
Baby, I’m glamorous, and I’m folding
Grammys and AMAs, I’m holding
Amazing the way I keep s**t frozen
Cool, that’s true, got new shoes and a new attitude
Got my hair did, got a new hairdo
Come and see me at a venue near you.

I said watch me, I said watch me when I drop it
Just watch and learn, baby, watch and learn, baby
It’s hot, it burns so I drop it
Oh baby, watch me when I drop it
You didn’t know I could drop it like that, did you?
You didn’t know I could drop it like that, did you?

Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
That’s right, baby, you already know
You already know, hope you’re ready
Ready, steady, steady, rocking.

This is how I do, this is how I do
This is how I do, (yeah) this is how I do (yeah)
This is how I do, this is how I do
This is how I do, this is how I do.

Make some noise for my girl Fergie Ferg.

Double Dutchess
Double Dutchess
Wait, hold up, wait, hold up, wait, hold up
Wait, hold up, wait, hold up, wait, hold up
Let’s get into the mood, let’s get into the groove
Wait, wait, hold up
Let’s get into it, let’s get into it now.

I just wanna feel ya, I just wanna see ya
I just wanna feel ya, let me scratch my nails up on ya head
Let me scratch my nails all down your back
Real light, real small, just like you like it
Baby, baby, I know how you like it
Ooh, baby, baby, I know how you like it
I know what you like, I now what you like
Wanna give it to you, baby, tonight
I’m gonna give it to you, baby, tonight
I’m gonna give it to you, baby, tonighttt.
Fergie lyrics
Video know

Make love – Gucci Mane feat. Nicki Minaj lyrics

Lyrics Gucci Mane – Make love

Uhhh, Gucci
Wanna make love, love, love.

King of the skreets
And when these suckas see me, they should bow to my feet
And kiss the ground underneath
I look down at the beef
That shit childish to me
Two hundred thousand to see me
And it’s been sold out for weeks
Can’t brush shoulders with me
These stones in my choker are 2 karats apiece
Look like boulders to me
Damn, who colder than me?
You think he colder than me?
You more bipolar than me
You talkin’ crazy
I’m tryna book Beyoncé for my wedding day
I’m the type of nigga, spend a million on a wedding cake
Niggas hate, but hesitate versuri-lyrics.info
They hate to see ya elevate
I just left out the gym
I’m ’bout to take a swim and meditate
Woooo!
Now it’s time to celebrate
Ask me why I’m smilin’
I say, “‘Cause I make two mil’ a day”
And I might take your b*tch and pay her bills
That’s how I feel today
And I just wanna f*ck
Don’t wanna chill, that’s how I feel today.

I’m makin’ money like I’m makin’ sweet love
I wanna make love, love, love
She say the money make her wanna make love
Wanna make love, love, love, huh.

Ay yo, ain’t talkin’ housewives, but I’m in the Porsche
First I’ma scorch her, then I’ma torch her
Then I’ma torture her, then I’ma off her
A million dollars for a show, they made their off-er
Go against Nicki, it’s gon’ cost ya
‘Cause now it’s f*ck ya, intercourse ya
I rep Queens where they listen to a bunch of Nas
I’m a yes and these b*tches is a bunch of nahs
Tryin’ to win a gunfight with a bunch of knives
I win, get off the bench and give a bunch of fives
I don’t see her
b*tch I’m the greatest, no Kendrick and no Sia
I’m the iPhone, you the Nokia
Everybody know you jealous, b*tch it’s so clear
Tell them bum ass b*tches to play their role
She see my sexy ass every time she scroll
I got it in the can, Dole
Your career gon’ be with Anna Nicole
Witcha dumbass face
She ain’t eatin’ but I swear she got some bum ass taste
Text her man like, “Dawg, how that bum ass taste?”
Pay your rent! And stay in your bum ass place
Oooohhh, oh you the qu-e-e-the queen of this here?
One platinum plaque, album flopped, b*tch, where?
Hahaha, ahhhhhhh
I took two bars off just to laugh
You see, silly rabbit, to be the queen of rap
You gotta sell records, you gotta get plaques
S, plural like the S on my chest
Now sit your dumbass down
You got an F on your test.

I’m makin’ money like I’m makin’ sweet love
I wanna make love, love, love
She say the money make her wanna make love
Wanna make love, love, love, huh.

I love to see the money stack up
Hope that we don’t ever, ever break up
Wanna make love, love, loveee.
Gucci Mane lyrics
Video love

Swalla – Jason Derulo feat. Nicki Minaj lyrics

Lyrics Jason Derulo – Swalla

Love in a thousand different flavors
I wish that I could taste them all tonight
No, I ain’t got no dinner plans
So you should bring all your friends
I swear that to a-all y’all my type.(swalla)

All you girls in here, if you’re feeling thirsty
Come on take a sip ’cause you know what I’m servin’, oohhh.

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swallaaa-la-la
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swallaaa-la-la
Freaky, freaky gyal
My freaky, freaky gyal.

Shimmy shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yah
Bad girls gon’ swalla-la-la
Bust down on my wrist in this b*tch
My pinky-ring bigger than his
Met her out in Beverly Hills, ay
Dolla got too many girls, ay
Met her out in Beverly Hills, all she wear is red bottom heels
When she back it up, put it on the Snap
When she droppin’ low, put it on the Gram
DJ poppin’, she gon’ swallow that
Champagne poppin’, she gon’ swallow that.

All you girls in here, if you’re feeling thirsty
Come on take a sip ’cause you know what I’m servin’, ooh.

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swallaaa-la-la versuri-lyrics.info
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swallaaa-la-la
Freaky, freaky gyal
My freaky, freaky gyal.

Bad gyal no swalla nuttin, word to the Dalai Lama
He know I’m a fashion killa, word to John Galliano
He copping that Valentino, ain’t no telling me “no”
I’m that b*tch, and he know, he know
How y’all wife’in these thots? You don’t get wins for that
I’m having another good year, we don’t get blimps for that
Pussy game still cold, we don’t get minks for that
When I’m poppin’ them bananas, we don’t link chimps for that
I gave these b*tches two years, now your time’s up
Bless her heart, she throwing shots but every line sucks
I’m in that cherry red foreign with the brown guts
My shit slappin’ like dude did Lebron’s nuts.

All you girls in here, if you’re feeling thirsty
Come on take a sip ’cause you know what I’m servin’.

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (my love) (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (my love) (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (swallaaa-la-la)
Swallaaa-la-la.

Young Money
Swallaaa-la-la
J.D
Freaky, freaky gyal
Swallaaa-la-la
My freaky, freaky gyal
Swallaaa-la-la
My freaky, freaky gyal
Swallaaa-la-la
My freaky, freaky gyal
Derulooo.
Jason Derulo lyrics
Video Jason Derulo

YFN Lucci – Documentary

[Verse 1]
Uh, what you heard nigga?
Nah, fuck what you heard
I keep two lil goonies on the lurk
My bitch gotta cool lil twenty in her purse
See we was known to air it out first
Told bop, wait let me air em’ out first
They talkin’ bout drugs they ain’t never had work
Lu preach to em’ real nigga church
See I was on the way, started from the bottom now I’m straight
Bout to cop an Audemars Piguet
Yesterday I flew to Saint Tropez
Met a plug yesterday, you know the whole crew ate
Everywhere we go we eat steak
I got my brother with me each and everyday
Most of with me probably tryna beat a case
And if you don’t the other one with licensed with the K
Yeah, know we ridin’ K everyday
Ran up the money had to put it in the safe
I swear its hard to chose mulsanne or the wraith, 4 4 2 you don’t wanna race
Ion’t know why she act different
But when a nigga gone she goin’ miss me
All them muthafuckin shoes all that Tiffany
All them tattoos all them piercings
Momma be stressin’ be patient it’s comin’
Told you your boy was gone make it you know it
We go war with whoever, whoever
I stack that money forever, forever
We put that money together got extra
Pour out the pint man we never gone measure
Whole lot of types I ain’t never gone settle, ain’t never gone settle

[Babbling]
You know
Like I use to risk my life for this shit
You know
You know we really got stripes for this shit
You know

[Verse 2]
This is no phassage, I don’t want no bodyguard
I need me a Nicki Minaj, I need me like two freaky brauds
I’m on broadway, fucked up how they did Mitch in the hallway
I’m fucked up gotta get rich in this hallway
I swear I really got rich in the hallway
My mother lost her sister, her mother lost her daughter
Then my mother lost her mother, then my grandma lost her mother, then I fucked around and lost my cousin
Never thought I never see muffin
Never thought Fellow spot will get busted
Shit fucked a whole bunch of money
Lord save me, save me
Power like a mason, mason
Dreams come true gotta chase it, chase it
If you love something embrace it
The bond we share can’t break it
I’ma give you my heart don’t break it
Me and you girl that’s amazing
If you ever leave I’ll be waitin’
Come back to me girl, I wanna take you and show you off girl
I wanna take you and travel the world
I wanna dip you in diamonds and pearls
Hope I make some, gotta make some
The way we was raised up we might take some
You know a nigga love gettin’ papaer
This a real nigga celebration

[Outro]
Yeahh, yeah
See we unstoppable
You know we done been through so much you can’t stop us
You know
Yeahh, yeah
True story, this is my story
Long Live Nut forever
Yeahh, yeah
This is my story
True story
Hope we make some, gotta make some
The way we raised up might take some
This a real nigga celebration

L2B – Clouds lyrics

[Hook]
Now just..
Float, float, float, float,
Float, float, float,
Now just..
Float, float, float, float,
Float, float, float, float,
Too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
Said I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
Said I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds.

[Verse 1]
I’m blowing trees and seeing stars,
I’m as high as Mars is,
No need for cars, I just hijacked Nicki Minaj’s starship,
Set it on autopilot,
Now I’m aiming for Uranus as the target,
So forfeit, girl listen, I’m flyer than Aladdin’s carpet.
Floating in zero gravity, surrounded by darkness,
An intergalactic artist, inspiration is never too far,
It’s within arm’s reach,
This space debris reminds me of all these garbage
Rappers who aren’t as smart as me with these bars,
But, I mean it must be hard
To compete when there’s a martian in charge,
I just stay low, then pop up and kill shit,
People often compare me to Jaws,
For how I just surface and rip everything apart,
If you’re not helping me take over the world
Get blatantly disregarded..

[Hook]
Now just..
Float, float, float, float,
Float, float, float,
Now just..
Float, float, float, float,
Float, float, float, float,
Too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
Said I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
Said I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds.

[Verse 2]
I’m going green,
Getting money and smoking the finest green-leaf,
I was so high if you looked up in the sky last night,
You would’ve seen me,
I be making all of my wishes come true without a genie,
Millions of miles away, but I could come through easy if need be,
‘Cause I’m super-human, I’m not from this Earth,
I just came down to talk to all of your girlfriends
And start rocking their world, literally,
See I can be pretty hypnotic with words,
You’re not going to stop me,
So all your fear tactics are not going to work,
I’m not even close to being done, this just begun,
I’m above your human race,
See I just came from Area 51,
Held a discussion with the Government,
A private conversation,
Sharing new alien technology and top secret information.
But now I need a vacation,
All these things are different since I came through,
So I took a trip in my spaceship,
Now I’m walking around Mars without a spacesuit..
Maybe one of these days I can take you..

[Hook]
Now just..
Float, float, float, float,
Float, float, float,
Now just..
Float, float, float, float,
Float, float, float, float,
Too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
Said I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
Said I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds.

Rick Ross – Do You Mind (feat. Nicki Minaj, Chris Brown, August Alsina, Jeremih & Future) (Black Jack Album)

Another one
We The Best Music!

Yo, he ain’t messing with no average chick, pop, pop
He got Nicki, he know that he hit the jackpot
Every baller tryna score, check them shot clocks
But I hit ’em with them ‘Bron/Iguodal blocks
Eat the cake and he suck on my toes, yes
Hitting them home runs, I’ll be like "go Mets!"
I want a dude that’ll still kiss me when he mad
Type to cop me diamonds, he can miss me with them bags

Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind? (DJ Khaled!)
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

I’m just trying to get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby you deserve better
You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby do you mind? Do you mind?

Ohh, do you mind if I talk to you?
And do you mind if I touch you there?
Baby know you can do better baby
I know it don’t get no better than me
Let’s not waste the time
You ain’t gotta hold back ’cause once I get inside
You won’t change your mind, you know that you can take it
No need to hesitate, I’m gettin’ impatient
I’m not used to waiting, I want you to give it to me
Come on let me taste it until I get in love
Hope you’re ready ’cause I’mma beat it up
Do you mind when I’mma had it? Know how to heat it up

I should, I should be the one, baby you gon’ learn that
Girl I know your body, know where every curve at
We been going all night ’til the early
Know you, know you wanna take off when you on my runway
We ain’t got to talk about his conversate
Baby by the way I touch you, you know what I’m saying
Oh, oh, oh, ridin’ slow
Oh, oh, oh

I’m just trying to get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby you deserve better
You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby do you mind? Do you mind?

I’mma do that favor, drippin’ flavor in you two piece
I’mma keep my promise, never treat you like a groupie
Calamari dinners, got you eatin’ raw sushi
Still in the trap but like my bitches bougie
Two cups of Styrofoam, excuse me little mama
I can hold you down, be your friend and your lover
You want watches, new Versaces, you want Celine
Top back, screamin’ money ain’t a ting

Seen the two G-wagons in my driveway
Facetime, two black bottles by my fireplace
Fell out with your peoples so you took the pictures down
Instagram ain’t been the same since you so distant now
Took you shopping in other places that I won’t name
First time your friends really got the see Balmain
20 million cash, seen it there with my two eyes
We the best and I told you this back in ’05
(Maybach Music)

I’m just trying to get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

Oh, just in case you need me
I don’t mind
Yo, tell them what to do, tell them what to do, tell them what to do
When you see a bad bitch in front of you baby
Assume the position

I’m just trying to get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

Ariana Grande – Side To Side (feat. Nicki Minaj)

[Intro: Ariana Grande + Nicki Minaj]
I’ve been here all night, Ariana
I’ve been here all day, Nicki Minaj
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side
Let them hoes know

[Verse 1: Ariana Grande]
I’m talkin’ to ya
See you standing over there with your body
Feeling like I wanna rock with your body
And we don’t gotta think ’bout nothin’ (’bout nothin’)
I’m comin’ at ya
Cause I know you got a bad reputation
Doesn’t matter, cause you give me temptation
And we don’t gotta think ’bout nothin’ (’bout nothin’)

[Pre-Chorus 1: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give you up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Verse 2: Ariana Grande]
Been tryna hide it
Baby what’s it gonna hurt if they don’t know?
Makin’ everybody think that we solo
Just as long as you know you got me (you got me)
And boy I got ya
Cause tonight I’m making deals with the devil
And I know it’s gonna get me in trouble
Just as long as you know you got me

[Pre-Chorus 1: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give you up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)
I’ve been here all night
(Been here all night, baby)
I’ve been here all day
(Been here all day, baby)
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]
This the new style with the fresh type of flow
Wrist icicle, ride dick bicycle
Come true yo, get you this type of blow
If you wanna menage I got a tricycle

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
All these bitches, flows is my mini-me
Body smoking, so they call me young Nicki chimney
Rappers in they feelings cause they feelin’ me
Uh, I-I give zero fucks and I got zero chill in me
Kissing me, copped the blue box that say Tiffany
Curry with the shot, just tell ’em to call me Stephanie
Gun pop and I make my gum pop
I’m the queen of rap, young Ariana run pop

[Pre-Chorus 2: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give him up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)
I’ve been here all night
(Been here all night baby)
I’ve been here all day
(Been here all day baby)
Boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]
This the new style with the fresh type of flow
Wrist icicle, ride dick bicycle
Come true yo, get you this type of blow
If you wanna menage I got a tricycle

Ariana Grande – Side To Side (feat. Nicki Minaj) (Sub Español)

[Intro: Ariana Grande + Nicki Minaj]
I’ve been here all night, Ariana
I’ve been here all day, Nicki Minaj
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side
Let them hoes know

[Verse 1: Ariana Grande]
I’m talkin’ to ya
See you standing over there with your body
Feeling like I wanna rock with your body
And we don’t gotta think ’bout nothin’ (’bout nothin’)
I’m comin’ at ya
Cause I know you got a bad reputation
Doesn’t matter, cause you give me temptation
And we don’t gotta think ’bout nothin’ (’bout nothin’)

[Pre-Chorus 1: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give you up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Verse 2: Ariana Grande]
Been tryna hide it
Baby what’s it gonna hurt if they don’t know?
Makin’ everybody think that we solo
Just as long as you know you got me (you got me)
And boy I got ya
Cause tonight I’m making deals with the devil
And I know it’s gonna get me in trouble
Just as long as you know you got me

[Pre-Chorus 1: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give you up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)
I’ve been here all night
(Been here all night, baby)
I’ve been here all day
(Been here all day, baby)
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]
This the new style with the fresh type of flow
Wrist icicle, ride dick bicycle
Come true yo, get you this type of blow
If you wanna menage I got a tricycle

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
All these bitches, flows is my mini-me
Body smoking, so they call me young Nicki chimney
Rappers in they feelings cause they feelin’ me
Uh, I-I give zero fucks and I got zero chill in me
Kissing me, copped the blue box that say Tiffany
Curry with the shot, just tell ’em to call me Stephanie
Gun pop and I make my gum pop
I’m the queen of rap, young Ariana run pop

[Pre-Chorus 2: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give him up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)
I’ve been here all night
(Been here all night baby)
I’ve been here all day
(Been here all day baby)
Boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]
This the new style with the fresh type of flow
Wrist icicle, ride dick bicycle
Come true yo, get you this type of blow
If you wanna menage I got a tricycle

DJ Khaled – Do You Mind (feat. Nicki Minaj, Chris Brown, August Alsina, Jeremih, Future & Rick Ross) letras

[Intro: DJ Khaled]
Another one
We The Best Music!

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, he ain’t messing with no average chick, pop, pop
He got Nicki, he know that he hit the jackpot
Every baller tryna score, check them shot clocks
But I hit ’em with them ‘Bron/Iguodala blocks
Eat the cake and he suck on my toes, yes
Hitting them home runs, I’ll be like “go Mets!”
I want a dude that’ll still kiss me when he mad
Type to cop me diamonds, he can miss me with them bags
[Pre-Hook: August Alsina, Chris Brown & (DJ Khaled)]
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind? (DJ Khaled)
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

[Hook: Chris Brown & August Alsina]
I’m just tryna get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

[Post-Hook: Chris Brown]
You know, you know, you know, you know
He ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby you deserve better
You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby do you mind? Do you mind?

[Verse 2: August Alsina]
Oh, do you mind if I talk to you?
And do you mind if I touch you there?
Girl, you know you can’t do no better, baby
I know that it don’t get no better than me
Let’s not waste the time
You ain’t gotta hold back cause I get inside
You won’t change your mind, you know that you can take it
No need to hesitate, I need it, impatient
I’m not used to waiting, I want you to give it to me
Come on let me taste it until I get in love
Hope you’re ready cause I’mma beat it up
Do you mind when I’mma have it? Know how to heat it up

[Verse 3: Jeremih]
I should, I should be the one, baby, you gon’ love that
Girl, I know your body, know where every curve at
We been going all night, ’til the early
No you, no you wanna take off when you on my runway
We ain’t gotta talk ’bout his conversation
Baby, by the way I touch you you know what I’m saying
Oh, oh, oh, ride it slow
Oh, oh, oh

[Hook: Chris Brown & August Alsina]
I’m just tryna get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

[Post-Hook: Chris Brown]
You know, you know, you know, you know
He ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby you deserve better
You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby do you mind? Do you mind?

[Verse 4: Future]
(Man with all this red carpet shit, baby, you know what I’m saying, Future Hendrix)
I’mma do that favor, drippin’ flavor in you two piece
I’m gonna keep my promise, never treat you like a groupie
Calamari dinners, got you eatin’ raw sushi
Still in the trap, but I like my bitches bougie
Two cups of styrofoam, excuse me lil’ mama
I can hold you down, be your friend and your lover
You want watches, new Versaces, you want Céline
Top back, screamin’ money ain’t a ting

[Verse 5: Rick Ross]
Seeing two G-wagons in my driveway
FaceTime, two black bottles by my fireplace
Fell out with your peoples so you took the pictures down
Instagram ain’t been the same since you so distant now
Took you shopping in other places that I won’t name
First time your friends really got the see Balmain
20 million cash, seen it there with my two eyes
We the best and I told you this back in ’05, (Maybach Music)

[Hook: Chris Brown & August Alsina]
I’m just tryna get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

[Bridge: Nicki Minaj]
Oh, just in case you need me, I don’t mind
Yo, tell them what to do, tell them what to do, tell them what to do
When you see a bad bitch in front of you, baby
Yeah, assume the position

[Hook: Chris Brown & August Alsina]
I’m just tryna get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

Ariana Grande – Side To Side (feat. Nicki Minaj) (Acoustic Guitar) letras

[Intro: Ariana Grande + Nicki Minaj]
I’ve been here all night, Ariana
I’ve been here all day, Nicki Minaj
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side
Let them hoes know

[Verse 1: Ariana Grande]
I’m talkin’ to ya
See you standing over there with your body
Feeling like I wanna rock with your body
And we don’t gotta think ’bout nothin’ (’bout nothin’)
I’m comin’ at ya
Cause I know you got a bad reputation
Doesn’t matter, cause you give me temptation
And we don’t gotta think ’bout nothin’ (’bout nothin’)

[Pre-Chorus 1: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give you up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Verse 2: Ariana Grande]
Been tryna hide it
Baby what’s it gonna hurt if they don’t know?
Makin’ everybody think that we solo
Just as long as you know you got me (you got me)
And boy I got ya
Cause tonight I’m making deals with the devil
And I know it’s gonna get me in trouble
Just as long as you know you got me

[Pre-Chorus 1: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give you up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)
I’ve been here all night
(Been here all night, baby)
I’ve been here all day
(Been here all day, baby)
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]
This the new style with the fresh type of flow
Wrist icicle, ride dick bicycle
Come true yo, get you this type of blow
If you wanna menage I got a tricycle

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
All these bitches, flows is my mini-me
Body smoking, so they call me young Nicki chimney
Rappers in they feelings cause they feelin’ me
Uh, I-I give zero fucks and I got zero chill in me
Kissing me, copped the blue box that say Tiffany
Curry with the shot, just tell ’em to call me Stephanie
Gun pop and I make my gum pop
I’m the queen of rap, young Ariana run pop

[Pre-Chorus 2: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give him up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)
I’ve been here all night
(Been here all night baby)
I’ve been here all day
(Been here all day baby)
Boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]
This the new style with the fresh type of flow
Wrist icicle, ride dick bicycle
Come true yo, get you this type of blow
If you wanna menage I got a tricycle

Trisha Paytas – Cinderella letras

Oh yeah oh yeah

All you little bitches with class
They sippin’ right from my glass
Put they lips to my ass
Cinderella who that?
Ain’t even up on my dash
Can’t find your name on the map
Chime your way out of that
Cinderella who that?

How many licks does it take
Till you get to the center of a
Wanna be a fake mother fucker

Down with the beat on your face
Let them eat cake
While they’re picking up the pace

[Chorus]
All the bitches love me
Wanna do what I do, what I do
Wanting something from me
Cause I do what I do, what I do

Cinderella who that? x2

[Verse 2]
I got that Nicki Minaj
It go ba dunk a dunk dunk
Right up on ya

Cinderella fuck that

I love to feel fancy
Dress me up in candy
Straight to the bank
Baby tell me who laughin’

I know you handsome
Worth the ransom
Boy there’s a line
So you better get to dancin’

[Chorus]
All the bitches love me
Wanna do what I do, what I do
Wanting something from me
Cause I do what I do, what I do

Cinderella who that? x2

Come on

How many licks does it take
Till you get to the center of a na na na
How, How

Cinderella who that?
Let them eat cake

[Chorus] x2
All the bitches love me
Wanna do what I do, what I do
Wanting something from me
Cause I do what I do, what I do

Cinderella who that? x2

I do what I do what I do what I do yeah