Nicki Minaj, Cassie - The Boys Cassie lyrics
Nicki Minaj [Onika Tanya Maraj-Petty] Port of Spain, Trinidad and Tobago/LA, CA, U.S. 🇹🇹 🇺🇸
[Nicki Minaj, Cassie - The Boys Cassie lyrics]
P-p-p-punch line queen, no boxer though
Might pull up in a Porsche, no Boxster though
Tell a hater, "Yo
Don't you got cocks to blow?"
Tell them Kangaroo Nick, I'll box a ho
They said I got five and 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 testicle, nigga
(Ow)
Your lipstick stain smells like a cheap hotel
Diamond watches and a gold chain
Can't make my frown turn around
The boys always spending all
Their money on love
The boys always spending all
Their money on love
They wanna touch it, taste it, see it
Feel it, bone it, own it, yeah, yeah
Dollar, dollar, paper chase it
Get that money, yeah, yeah
You get high, fuck a bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you have the time of your life
I hope I don't lose it tonight
B-b-b bald head pussy got lots of juice
Lopsided on the curb, so I block the coupes
Watch the deuce
Man, I'm stingy wit my kitty cat daddy
"Did you ever really love me Steebie?"
Rrr, pull up in the rrr
Wrist on burr, pussy on purr-rrr
I don't even brake when I'm backing up
I'll swerve on a nigga if he acting up
I done pushed more sixes than a play date
Get money by the millions, fuck a day rate
Nigga (Ow)
Your bossed up swag got 'em
Drooling like a newborn babe
The dollars in they eyes got
Them blinded by a Masquerade
The boys always spending all
Their money on love
The boys always spending all
Their money on love
They wanna touch it, taste it, see it
Feel it, bone it, own it, yeah, yeah
Dollar, dollar, paper chase it
Get that money, yeah, yeah
You get high, fuck a bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you have the time of your life
I hope I don't lose it tonight
I I I I I put all you
Bitches on to them good lace fronts (Oop)
Girls is my sons, carried them for 8 months
(Oop) and yes, you're premature (Oop)
Young Money to the Core (Oop)
I might give you a ticket so
You can come see the tour (Ow)
Oh, that's your new girl
That's that mid-grade
Buck 50 on yo face with the switch blade
Or the razor, yeah, the razor
She my son yeah, but I ain't raise her
Goose me, hater! I get that loose leaf paper
Them V-necks be studded out
T-Rex be gutted out
I told 'em Nicki be chilling
I'ma 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
You get high, fuck a bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you have the time of your life
I hope I don't lose it tonight
You get high, fuck a bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you have the time of your life
I hope I don't lose it tonight
The boys always spending all
Their money on love
The boys always spending all
Their money on love (Uh, huh)
The boys always spending all
Their money on love
(Pretty Gang, Young Money)
The boys always spending all
Their money on love cassie
Might pull up in a Porsche, no Boxster though
Tell a hater, "Yo
Don't you got cocks to blow?"
Tell them Kangaroo Nick, I'll box a ho
They said I got five and 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 testicle, nigga
(Ow)
Your lipstick stain smells like a cheap hotel
Diamond watches and a gold chain
Can't make my frown turn around
The boys always spending all
Their money on love
The boys always spending all
Their money on love
They wanna touch it, taste it, see it
Feel it, bone it, own it, yeah, yeah
Dollar, dollar, paper chase it
Get that money, yeah, yeah
You get high, fuck a bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you have the time of your life
I hope I don't lose it tonight
B-b-b bald head pussy got lots of juice
Lopsided on the curb, so I block the coupes
Watch the deuce
Man, I'm stingy wit my kitty cat daddy
"Did you ever really love me Steebie?"
Rrr, pull up in the rrr
Wrist on burr, pussy on purr-rrr
I don't even brake when I'm backing up
I'll swerve on a nigga if he acting up
I done pushed more sixes than a play date
Get money by the millions, fuck a day rate
Nigga (Ow)
Your bossed up swag got 'em
Drooling like a newborn babe
The dollars in they eyes got
Them blinded by a Masquerade
The boys always spending all
Their money on love
The boys always spending all
Their money on love
They wanna touch it, taste it, see it
Feel it, bone it, own it, yeah, yeah
Dollar, dollar, paper chase it
Get that money, yeah, yeah
You get high, fuck a bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you have the time of your life
I hope I don't lose it tonight
I I I I I put all you
Bitches on to them good lace fronts (Oop)
Girls is my sons, carried them for 8 months
(Oop) and yes, you're premature (Oop)
Young Money to the Core (Oop)
I might give you a ticket so
You can come see the tour (Ow)
Oh, that's your new girl
That's that mid-grade
Buck 50 on yo face with the switch blade
Or the razor, yeah, the razor
She my son yeah, but I ain't raise her
Goose me, hater! I get that loose leaf paper
Them V-necks be studded out
T-Rex be gutted out
I told 'em Nicki be chilling
I'ma 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
You get high, fuck a bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you have the time of your life
I hope I don't lose it tonight
You get high, fuck a bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you have the time of your life
I hope I don't lose it tonight
The boys always spending all
Their money on love
The boys always spending all
Their money on love (Uh, huh)
The boys always spending all
Their money on love
(Pretty Gang, Young Money)
The boys always spending all
Their money on love cassie