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Nicki : Pu-pu--pu-punch line queen, no boxer though Might Pull up in Porshe no boxster though Tell a hater '' Yo don't you got cocks to blow ? '' Tell them Kangourou Nick, I'll box a hoe. And she 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 Ooooooh ! Cassie : Your lips----stick stain Smells like a cheap hotel Go-go-go-go-go Got diamond watches and a gold chain Can't make my friends turn around. The boys always spending All their money on love The boys always spending All their money on love Nicki : Songtexte 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 ! Cassie : You get high love a bunch a girl And then cry on top of the world I hope you ... have tell me a lie I hope I .... don't lose it tonight Nicki : Ba-ba-ba-Bald head p*ssy got lots of juice Lop-sided on the curb I block the coupes Watch the deuce ! Man I'm stingy with my cuttie cat daddy Did you ever really love me steebie ? Grrrr .... Pull up in the Grrr ... Wrist on Grrr ... P*ssy on Grrr - Grrr ... I don't even brake, when I'm backing up I'll swear on a n*gga if he acting up I done pushed more sixes then a play date Get money by the billions, fuck a day rate Ooooooh ! Cassie : Your bossed up sw-aaaag Got them drooling like a new born babe The Dollars in they eyes Got them blinded by a Mas-que-ra-ra-rade The boys always spending All their money on love The boys always spending All their money on love Nicki : 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 ! Cassie : You get high love a bunch a girl And then cry on top of the world I hope you ... have tell me a lie I hope I .... don't lose it tonight Nicki : I-I-I-I put all you bitches on to them good lace "France" 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 ( Hoe-hoe-hoe-hoe ...) On that's your new girl ... ? That's that Mid Grade Buck 50 on your Face with the switch blade Or the Razor ! Y-Yeah the Razor ! She my son yeah ! But ain't Raise her Goose my hater I get that loose leaf Paper Them Vanecks be studded out T-rex be gutted out Told Nicki be chilling them I'mma 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 love a bunch a girl And then cry on top of the world I hope you ... have tell me a lie I hope I .... don't lose it tonight (X2) The boys always spending All their money on love The boys always spending All their money on love The boys always spending All their money on love Pretty Games, Young Money The boys always spending All their money on love Cassie ..... (Merci à Pierre-Yves pour cettes paroles) Aus Songtexte Mania