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The Boys (Originally Performed By Nicki Minaj & Cassie) [with Vocals]
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 possible
But don't go against Nicki impossible
I done through with my wrist on popsicle
Man these hoes couldn't ball with a tosticle
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
Ballhead pussy, got lots of juice
Lopsided on the curb so I block the coupes
Watch the duece, man I'm stingy with my cuttie cat diddy
Did you ever really love me Steebie?
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 date
Get money by the millions, fuck a day rate nigga
Your bossed up swag, got them drooling like a new-born babe
The dollars in they eyes, got 'em blinded by 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
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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 a ticket, so you can come see the tour
Oh dats you're new girl, that's that mid-grade
Buck 50 on your face with the switch blade
Or the razor, yeah the razor, she my son yeah, but I ain't raise her
Lose me hater, I get that loose leaf paper
Them v-necks be studded out, t-rex, be gutted out
I tell her Nicki be chillin'
I'm a keep hurting they 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 a little dusty possum
I just come through with the 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
(Uh-Huh) (Pretty Gang)
The boys always spending all their money on love
(Young money)
The boys always spending all their money on love
(Cassie)
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