The Boys (feat. Nicki Minaj)

Punch line queen, no boxer though

Might pull up in a Porsche, no boxster though

Tell a hater, "yo, don't you got cocks to blow?"

Tell them Kangaroo Nick, I'll box the ho

And they said I got 5 in a possible

Don't go against Nicki, Impossible

I done came through with my wrist on Popsicle

Man these hoes couldn't ball with a Tosticle, Nigga

Your lipstick stains

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, see it, feel, clone it, own it, yeah yeah

Dial it, Dial it paper chaser, in get that money, yeah 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

Bald head, you got lots o juice

Lop-sided on the curb,so I block the coupes

with my cuttie cat daddy.

Did you ever really love Me steebie?

Prr, pull up in a, Prr, whist on Prr, we on Prrrr Rrrr

I don't even break when I'm backing up

I'll swerve on a nigga at the acting up

I done pushing more sixes then a play date

Get money by the millions,

Fuck a day rate, Nigga

Your bossed up swag

Got then drooling like a new born bag

The dollars in they eyes

Got them 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, see it, feel, clone it, own it, yeah yeah

Dial it, Dial it paper chaser, in get that money, yeah 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

I put all you bitches on to them good lace fronts

Girl is my my sons carried them for 8 months

And yes, you're Pre-Mature, young money to the core

I might give you a ticket so you can come see the tour

Oh, that's your new girl?! That's the 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

Goose mehater, I get that loose leaf Paper

Them V-Necks be studded out, T-Rex be gutted out

Told Nicki be chilling Them

I'mma keep hurting they fillings

Because you'll never be Jordan

You couldn't even be Pippen

You couldn't even be tripping

You can't afford a vocation

I'm out in Haiti with Haitians

I go to Asia with Asians

You may dusty, you wa lil 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 hope I 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

The boys always spending all their money on love