Nicki Minaj "The Boys" lyrics

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The Boys

Punch line queen, no boxer thoughMight pull up in a Porche, no Boxster thoughTell a hater yo, don’t you got cocks to blowTell ‘em kangaroo Nick I’ll box a hoeThey said I got five in a pasta bowlBut don’t go against Nicki impossibleI’m the king do what my wrist more popsicleMan these hoes couldn’t ball with a toss-to-go n-igga

Your lipstick stainsSmells like a cheap hotelDiamond watches and a gold chainCan't make my frown turn aroundThe boys always spending all their money on loveThe boys always spending all their money on loveThey wanna touch itTaste it, see it, feel itBone it, own it, yeah yeahDollar dollar paper chaserGet that money, yeah yeahYou get high love a bunch of girlsAnd then cry on top of the worldI hope you, have the time of your lifeI hope I, don't lose it tonight

Bonehead p-ssy, got lots of juiceLopsided on the curb so I block the coupesWatch the dudes, man I’m stingy with my putty cat diddyDid you ever love me SteviePurrrr, pull up in a burrrrWrist on brrr, pussy on prrrrerrrI don’t even break when I’m backing upI swerve on a n-gga if he actin’ upI don’ push more sixes then a play dayGet money by the millions, f-ck a day rate n-gga

Your bossed up swagGot 'em drooling like a new born bagThe dollars in their eyesGot them blinded by your masqueradeThe boys always spending all their money on loveThe boys always spending all their money on loveThey wanna touch itTaste it, see it, feel itBone it, own it, yeah yeahDollar dollar paper chaserGet that money, yeah yeahYou get high love a bunch of girlsAnd then cry on top of the worldI hope you, have the time of your lifeI hope I, don't lose it tonight

I put all you b-tches onto them good laced frontsGirls is my sons carry them for 8 monthsAnd yes ya premature, Young Money to the coreI might give you the ticket, so you can come see the tourOh dats you’re new girl, that’s that mid-craveA buck 50 on your face with a switch bladeOr the razor, hear the razor, she my son yeah, but I ain’t raise herLose me hater, I get that loosely paperThem v-necks be studdedI’ll t-rex, be gutted outI tell her Nicki be chillin’I’mma keep her in her feelings, because you’ll never be JordanYou could’nt even be PippenYou couldn’t even be trippinYou can’t afford a vacationI’m out in Haiti with HaitiansI go to Asia with AsiansYou mad dusty, you unload dusty pastaI just come through with a six, like my name was blossom

You get high love a bunch of girlsAnd then cry on top of the worldI hope you, have the time of your lifeI hope I, don't lose it tonightYou get high love a bunch of girlsAnd then cry on top of the worldI hope you, have the time of your lifeI hope I, don't lose it tonightThe boys always spending all their money on loveThe boys always spending all their money on loveThe boys always spending all their money on loveThe boys always spending all their money on loveCassie..

Dečki

Kraljica udarne rečenice, mada bez bokseraMogla bih sparkati Porsche, ne Boxster dodušeReci hejterima, nemate k.. za popušitReci im, Nick klokan, izboksat ću kujuKažu da sam dobila pet u vjerojatnojAli ne idi protiv Nicki, nemogućeRiješila sam, probila se sa zglobom na štapićuČovječe, ove kuje si ne bi znale jaje dobaciti, crnjo, crnjo

Tvoj ruž ostavlja mrljeSmrdi na jeftin hotelDijamantne satove i zlatni lanacNe možeš mi promijeniti facuDečki uvijek troše sve pare na ljubavDečki uvijek troše sve pare na ljubavŽele ju dodirnutiOkusiti, vidjeti, osjetiti,Ući, posjedovati, aha, ahaDolar, dolar, lovci na papirZgrabi te pare, aha ahaNadžoksaš se, riješiš hrpu curaI onda plačeš na vrhu svijetaNadam se da će ti biti najbolje u životunadam se da neću to izgubiti večeras

Ćelava p... ima puno sokanakošena na zavoju tako da zaustavi kupeeGledaj likove, čovječe, bodem s mojom mačkicomJesi li me ikad volio, Stevie?Prrr, utjeraj u brrrrZglob na brrr, p.. na prrrrNe slomim se ni kad idem unazadOkomim se na crnju ako se bahatiGotova, ugurala više šestica nego u igraoniciDobijam para milijune, jebena dnevna rata, crnjo

Tvoj šefovski stavNatjerao ih je da sline kao male bebiceDolari u njihovim očimazaslijepila ih tvoja maskeradaDečki uvijek troše sve pare na ljubavDečki uvijek troše sve pare na ljubavŽele ju dodirnutiOkusiti, vidjeti, osjetiti,Ući, posjedovati, aha, ahaDolar, dolar, lovci na papirZgrabi te pare, aha ahaNadžoksaš se, riješiš hrpu curaI onda plačeš na vrhu svijetaNadam se da će ti biti najbolje u životunadam se da neću to izgubiti večeras

Navučem vas kuje na te uštirkane fasadeCure, moji sinovi, nosi ih osam mjeseciDa, preuranjeno, friške pare do iberaMogla bih ti dati kartu, da možeš doći vidjeti turnejuO, to je ta nova curka, to je ta srednjoškolkaDolar i po na tvoju facu s britvicomIli britvom, čuj britvu, ona mi sin, aha, ali nisam ja toodgajalaIzgubi me hejteru, ja izgubim taj papir u listovimaTi zatucani bit će prikucaniBit ću T-rex, probavit ću ihRekla sam im, Nicki će im spustitizadržat ću ju u raspoloženju, jer nećeš ti nikad biti JordanNe bi mogao biti ni Pippenne bi se mogao ni provućiNe možeš si priuštiti odmorJa sam na Haitiju s HaićanimaIdem u Aziju s AzijatimaTi ljut prašnjavi, mali prašnjavi oposumBaš sam prošla s šest, kao da se zovem Blossom

Nadžoksaš se, riješiš hrpu curaI onda plačeš na vrhu svijetaNadam se da će ti biti najbolje u životunadam se da neću to izgubiti večerasNadžoksaš se, riješiš hrpu curaI onda plačeš na vrhu svijetaNadam se da će ti biti najbolje u životunadam se da neću to izgubiti večerasDečki uvijek troše sve pare na ljubavDečki uvijek troše sve pare na ljubavDečki uvijek troše sve pare na ljubavDečki uvijek troše sve pare na ljubav......

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