Nicki Minaj
My a fuck, a man who need a man
These boys be in some bitch mode
Fuck, that 9 to 5
We be bosses, countin' quick cash
If you tryin' to holla, grab a ticket
Cause this shit lag
You's a fuckin' lame, ain't got no time
Like a baby's dad
If you tryin' to kick it, better kick it
With your little rag
Fuckin' these commas and digits
Keep my tab spinnin' like fidgets
I'm on a mission, no powers
Gettin' reception, no towers
Cielin been missin' for hours
I drink the tears from the cowards
This who you wanted, that's sours
Pussy be tighter than bankrolls
I vote for myself in the class polls
You bitches be fragile like glass hoes
Keep stealin' and work from the last hoe
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Where my girls, who got that fat ass
Countin' all that money
Keep them hunnids in a black bag
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Where my girls, who got that bossmode
My a fuck a man who need a man
These boys be in some bitchmode
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Where my girls, who got that fat ass
Countin' all that money
Keep them hunnids in a black bag
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Where my girls, who got that bossmode
Fuck, a man who need a man
These boys be in some bitch mode
Bitches be stuck in that dick
I'ma keep it flippin' the script
Countin' them haters and trips
Keep suckin' from your mama's tits
They told me to stay with my style
Keep controllin' and see how I ride
All these men be on some god shit
Forget they come from women's privates
I'm self-entitled with a big bag
Money spent with a clean tag
That's money made, fuck your bitch ass
Cream a crop with my fine ass
Thirsty fellas better learn class
Approach me right, I'll get the bypass
I'm about my business, so don't try that
I'm not a hoe, you can't buy that
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Where my girls, who got that fat ass
Countin' all that money
Keep them hundreds in a black bag
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Where my girls, who got that bossmode
Fuck, a man who need a man
These boys be in some bitchmode
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Where my girls, who got that fat ass
Countin' all the money
Keep them hundreds in a black bag
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Where my girls, who got that bossmode
Fuck, a man who need a man
These boys be in some bitchmode
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Keep them hundreds in a black bag
These boys be in some bitch mode
Fuck, that 9 to 5
We be bosses, countin' quick cash
If you tryin' to holla, grab a ticket
Cause this shit lag
You's a fuckin' lame, ain't got no time
Like a baby's dad
If you tryin' to kick it, better kick it
With your little rag
Fuckin' these commas and digits
Keep my tab spinnin' like fidgets
I'm on a mission, no powers
Gettin' reception, no towers
Cielin been missin' for hours
I drink the tears from the cowards
This who you wanted, that's sours
Pussy be tighter than bankrolls
I vote for myself in the class polls
You bitches be fragile like glass hoes
Keep stealin' and work from the last hoe
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Where my girls, who got that fat ass
Countin' all that money
Keep them hunnids in a black bag
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Where my girls, who got that bossmode
My a fuck a man who need a man
These boys be in some bitchmode
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Where my girls, who got that fat ass
Countin' all that money
Keep them hunnids in a black bag
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Where my girls, who got that bossmode
Fuck, a man who need a man
These boys be in some bitch mode
Bitches be stuck in that dick
I'ma keep it flippin' the script
Countin' them haters and trips
Keep suckin' from your mama's tits
They told me to stay with my style
Keep controllin' and see how I ride
All these men be on some god shit
Forget they come from women's privates
I'm self-entitled with a big bag
Money spent with a clean tag
That's money made, fuck your bitch ass
Cream a crop with my fine ass
Thirsty fellas better learn class
Approach me right, I'll get the bypass
I'm about my business, so don't try that
I'm not a hoe, you can't buy that
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Where my girls, who got that fat ass
Countin' all that money
Keep them hundreds in a black bag
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Where my girls, who got that bossmode
Fuck, a man who need a man
These boys be in some bitchmode
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Where my girls, who got that fat ass
Countin' all the money
Keep them hundreds in a black bag
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Where my girls, who got that bossmode
Fuck, a man who need a man
These boys be in some bitchmode
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Keep them hundreds in a black bag
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Writer(s): Jordana-kelli Whitney
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