Beef Stew

Just when they thought I was done for the summer

Came out the cupboard, show my ass like a plumber

I ain't Chinese, but you're worth two dolla'

Tee get the bleach, I'm a show my true ca-la

Tell a nigga holla in the peach Impala

Only if he give good brain like a scholar

A-la, a-la, a-la eyy!

Knock your top off like a holiday

Dang, little mama, I should be in your pot

Cause everywhere I go they saying Nicki you're hot

I catch more eyes than the letter with the dot

Super-size fries, my pies better be hot

She got it twisted like a cock-eyed bitch

That's why I be in Mr. Chows, you a Popeye's bitch

You the type to get some money, go spend it on some boots

Save just enough for some douche for your cooch'

It ain't about money, you ain't speakin' my lang'

Cuttin' any bitch off if she enter my lane

And it really ain't a thang, when I bang, I bang

And my goons swing by like orangutans

Fuck wrong with you? I am the Don-dada

I show you how to do it, like I'm your mo-mother

You can't beat me, so don't do-don't bother

You soft like butter

And no, I don't stutter

You Romeo and I'm Master P

That's why they mention me first, then you after me (Next!)

I'm the up and comin' that the streets talk about

The twenty-two slugga, make a bitch walk it out

(Now walk it out!)

Nicki get it poppin' like I came unannounced

Stay with a goon and my goon dumbin' out

So, first thing first, I'm the queen of the crew

I could cook crack or cook a mean beef stew

Beef stew, beef stew, whatcha gonna do?

I could cook crack, or cook a mean beef stew

Beef stew, beef stew, whatcha gonna do?

I could cook crack or cook a mean beef stew

I am the president, I am the president

Dirty Money

Queens, New York is in the motherfuckin' building, building, building

Building, building, building, building, building, haha

You gotta love me, mayne

Gravy what up? Get your fat ass in the booth, nigga