Boss Ass Bitch
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[Nicki Minaj:]Yo, I employ these niggasThey be grown men, but I little-boy these niggasWant the cookie, so I gotta Chips Ahoy these niggasBut I never iPhone, Android these niggasUse rubbers with 'em, I don't never raw these niggasMore money than em', I'ma son all these niggasI ain't shopping, but it's like I gotta store these niggasPut em' on time-out and never call these niggas
Pussy like girls, damn, is my pussy gay?It's a holiday, play with my pussy dayPussy this, pussy that, pussy cakin'Pussy ride dick like she a JamaicanPussy stay warm, pussy on vacationYou loose bitches need a pussy renovationYou can eat it with a pussy reservationPussy 'bout to get a standing ovation
Clap, clap, clap for this pussy, niggaBut I can't give this pussy to a pussy niggaAw man, slow downI'ma give you somethin' that you could hold downBut I can't give you head, I'm too ill for thatI'ma make a movie still kill bill for that'Cause what the fuck, this ain't Chanel, nigga, custom gown?What the fuck, I ain't smokin' hot, bust me down?You the same clown nigga that was runnin' me down?Now you all up in the store 'cause you wanna be down?
I said, rule #1 to be a boss ass bitch:Never let a clown nigga try to play youIf he play you, then rule #2:Fuck his best friends, then make 'em yes-menAnd get a dick pic, and then you press sendAnd send a red heart and send a kissy faceAnd tell him that his friends love how your pussy tastesAnd that's rule #3, I'm the school TMy wrists look like I am a jewel thiefBut that's just 'cause I am a boss bitchNow macaroni cheese and grill my swordfish
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitchBitch, bitch, bitchI'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitchI'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
If he catch my drift, he could catch my jizzI be out in Cali runnin' all my businessesI be out in Cali watchin' back my Christmas vidsEvery time I fuck him, yes I tell him this is hisLook down at it, and I said, "This is big."And my game is so cold, I said, "This is rigged."Best flow in the game, this is not a lieTell them bitches cross they t's and dot they I
I came back, bitches flows still boringI said, "Damn man, go back to whoring."You know I still lead the league in scoringYou know I'm still bad and I'm still foreign
I'ma give bitches time to get hotChill out at the game, New York, nigga buckIf they actually got bars, they could rockBut if not, I'ma destroy chicks a lotBut on the real, I'm album modeJust dropped this freestyle 'fore these files get oldWhen I lay low, bitches be safe and soundWhen I come back, they better not make a sound
I hear you!When I'm back on the prowl,You bitches better have my money'Cause I'm coming for you!
Uh, okay, I order rich bitch sauceRich bitch cold, got a rich bitch coughWhich bitch want it? I'll go rich bitch off'Cause you know my style gettin' bit ripped off!When I'm at the restaurant, rich bitch sauceRich bitch cold, I got a rich bitch coughWhich bitch want it? I go rich bitch off'Cause you know my style gettin' bit ripped off!I'm a boss, I'm a boss
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