Look at my ankle, look at my wrist
This one a pack, this one a brick
That one a opp, that one a lick
This one for Pop, this one for Juice
I am the one, bi-ch, you a deuce
I got a shooter and I got a driver
They want that heat, I'm the only provider
They say you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They say that your darkest hour come before your dawn
But there was something that I shoulda asked all along
I'ma ask on the song
Do you ever think of me when you lie?
It's a bunch of mini-mes, I'm the one they mockin'
Showed you how to get a bag, now you goin' shoppin'
When I come out, all the sneak bitches start plottin'
When I come out, it's a sweep, bitches start moppin'
Now it's all eyes on us, and this all lies on trust
And if them bitches wanna trip, tell 'em they tour guide's on us
I'm 'bout to tell my dude I love him, then I'm gonna dump him
'Cause to be honest I put my side nigga above him
Tell him that I know that he creepin' with that ho
That's why I'm fuckin' that nigga that I be callin' my bro
I don't fuck with birds but you bitches on my cock though
If I want some chicken and waffles I go to Roscoe's
Cooler than the winter but I heat up like the summer
Fuckin' with my baby I'm a gunna
Now you all the way back up in the Bentley
I turn lemons into lemonade simply
Old boy and my brother tried to end me
I heard they looking for the old me
A couple of you niggas still owe me
You asked for the G.O.A.T. so they sent me
I'm thicker than peanut butter
He nuttin' like Skippy now
He want me to be his wife
His misses like sippi now, uh
Put-put it all up in his face, did I catch a case?
Pussy game just caught a body, but I never leave a trace
Face is pretty, ass for days, I get chips, I ask for Lay's
I just sit back and when he done, I be like, 'Yo, how'd it taste?'
Your victory is right around the corner. Never give up.
Nicki Minaj