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The Boys (feat. Cassie)

Nicki Minaj

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The Boys (feat. Cassie)

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Punchline queen, no boxing thoughMight pull up in a Porsche, no Boxster thoughTell a hater "Yo, don't you have a - to blow?"'Tell 'em kangaroo Nick, I'll box the hoThey said I got five in a possibleBut don't go against Nicki impossibleI done came through with my wrist on popsicleMan these hoes couldn't ball with a testicle n-iggaYour lipstick stainsSmells like a cheap hotelDiamond watches and a gold chainCan't make my frown turn aroundThe boys always spending all their money on loveThe boys always spending all their money on loveThey wanna touch itTaste it, see it, feel itBone it, own it, yeah yeah...Dollar, dollar, paper chaserGet that money, yeah yeah...You get high fuck a bunch of girlsAnd then cry on top of the worldI hope you have the time of your lifeI hope I don't lose it tonightBonehead p-ssy, got lots of juiceLopsided on the curb so I block the coupesWatch the dudes, man I'm stingy with my cutty cat diddyDid you ever really love me SteviePurrrr, pull up in a burrrrWrist on brrr, pussy on prrrrerrrI don't even break when I'm backing upI swerve on a n-gga if he actin' upI don' push more sixes then a play dateGet money by the millions, f-ck a day rate n-ggaYour bossed stuck swagGot 'em drooling like a new born babeThe dollars in their eyesGot them blinded by a masqueradeThe boys always spending all their money on loveThe boys always spending all their money on loveThey wanna touch itTaste it, see it, feel itBone it, own it, yeah yeah...Dollar dollar, paper chaserGet that money, yeah yeah...You get high love a whole bunch of girlsAnd then cry on top of the worldI hope you have the time of your lifeI hope I don't lose it tonightI put all you b-tches onto them good laced frontsGirls is my sons carry them for 8 monthsAnd yes ya premature, Young Money to the coreI might give you the ticket, so you can come see the tourOh dats you're new girl, that's that mid-gradeA buck 50 on your face with a switch bladeOr the razor, hear the razor, she my son yeah,But I ain't raise herGoose me hater, I get that loosely paperThem v-necks be studdedI'll t-rex, be gutted outI tell her Nicki be chillin'I'mma keep hurting they feelingsBecause you'll never be JordanYou could'nt even be PippenYou couldn't even be trippin'You can't afford a vacationI'm out in Haiti with HaitiansI go to Asia with AsiansYou mad dusty, you unload dusty pastaI just come through with a six, like my name was BlossomYou get high love a whole bunch of girlsAnd then cry on top of the worldI hope you have the time of your lifeI hope I don't lose it tonightYou get high love a whole bunch of girlsAnd then cry on top of the worldI hope you have the time of your lifeI hope I don't lose it tonightThe boys always spending all their money on loveThe boys always spending all their money on loveThe boys always spending all their money on loveThe boys always spending all their money on love

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