Nicki Minaj - The Boys Lyrics
[Nicki Minaj]
P-p-p-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
[Cassie]
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
[Nicki Minaj]
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
[Cassie]
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
[Nicki Minaj]
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
[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’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
(Young money)
The boys always spending all their money on love
(Cassie)
[Nicki Minaj]
P-p-p-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
[Cassie]
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
[Nicki Minaj]
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
[Cassie]
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
[Nicki Minaj]
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
[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’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
(Young money)
The boys always spending all their money on love
(Cassie)