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                                                            NICKI MINAJ (f/ Cassie) LYRICS

                                                            The Boys



                                                            [Verse 1 - Nicki Minaj:]
                                                            P-p-p-p 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 em Kangaroo Nick, I'll box a ho
                                                            Th-sai-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-nigga-nigga-nigga

                                                            [Cassie:]
                                                            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 [x2]
                                                            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, 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

                                                            [Verse 2 - Nicki Minaj:]
                                                            Ba-ba-ba-ba 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 Rrrrr
                                                            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-nigga-nigga-nigga

                                                            [Cassie:]
                                                            Your bossed up swag
                                                            Got em 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 [x2]
                                                            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, 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

                                                            [Verse 3 - Nicki Minaj:]
                                                            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
                                                            I told em Nicki be chilling them
                                                            I 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

                                                            [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 hope I don't lose it tonight
                                                            [Repeat]

                                                            The Boys always spending all their money on love [x4]

                                                            [Nicki Minaj:]
                                                            Uh huh, Pretty Gang, Young Money, Cassie, Cassie, Cassie...



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