The Boys (Feat. Cassie)

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 a ho

They should've 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 testicle, nigga

Your lipstick stain

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, feel it

Clone it, own it, yeah yeah

Dial it, dial it paper chase it get that money

Yeah, yeah

You get high and 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 pussy got lots of juice

Lop-sided on the curb so I block the coupes

Watch the deuce

Man I'm stingy with my cuttie cat daddy

Did you ever really love me Steebie

Rrrrrrr

Pull up in the rrrrrrr

Wrist on burrrrr

Pussy on purrrr-purrrr

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

I'll swerve on a nigga if he acting up

I done pushed 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 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 it, see it, feel it

Clone it, own it, yeah yeah

Dial it, dial it paper chase it get that money

Yeah yeah

You get high and 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

Girls is 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 that mid grade

Buck 50 on yo face with the switch blade

Or the razor

Yeah the razor

She my son yeah

But I ain't raise her

Goose me hater

I get that loose leaf paper

Them v-necks be studded out

T-rex be gutted out

Told 'em Nicki be chillin'

I'mma keep hurting they feelings

Because you'll never be Jordan

You couldn't even be Pippen

You couldn't even be tripping

You can't afford a vacation

I'm out in haiti with haitians

I go to asia with asians

You mad dusty, you a lil dusty possum

I just come through with the six like my name was blossom

You get high and 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 and 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

Uh huh

Pretty gang

Young money

Cassie