Nicki Minaj, Lil Wayne - Young Money Ballaz lyrics
Nicki Minaj [Onika Tanya Maraj-Petty] Port of Spain, Trinidad and Tobago/LA, CA, U.S. 🇹🇹 🇺🇸
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Nicki Minaj, Lil Wayne - Young Money Ballaz lyrics]
Kyuh, Young Mula, baby
Good morning New York, what up New Orleans
What you want me to do Weezy? Get 'em, baby
Alright, daddy, Nicki Lewinsky
I got a fetish for boys
That's pushin' them nice toys (Kyuh)
A fetish for dem boys
That's fresher than altoids
I got a thing for a dude
In a fresh pair of Mauri's
If he rockin' 'em right
Then I might let him call me (Yo)
He put the Prada bag
Wit' the Prada heels with it
The Louis dufflebag, had about a mil' in it
(Nicki Minaj) from here to Trinidad, man
I should've been did it (Why?)
'Cause everything I had
I just doubled them digit's
That's the kinda dude that can
Roll with the President
Sit up in the Rolls maybe
Roll to my residence stay around Fendi
(Okay) , he love my spaghetti
He let me do my thing
He don't never act petty (Word)
If he ringin', I'm dippin'
Put the ring in my lip and
I just give 'em wink
What the fuck did you think?
Now he spendin' and trickin'
So the chickens is trippin' i'm like
(Kyuh) , I'm like (Kyuh) , I'm like (Kyuh
Hahahaha)
That's what my girls say
Everyday my birthday
Young Money, sippin' Rosé when we thirsty
(Young Money) kyuh, kyuh (Kyuh)
Okay, come on good evening New York
That mean I live by the beach
Sand on the welcome mat, flyer than a Falcon
Black tires, black rims
Just to help 'em look good in the summer
My car look better than your woman
My woman look better than your momma
And I don't wanna name, or number
Just some brain from her, nah
I ain't came in a Hummer
That's a Bentley Marlow on her
I'm nasty on the beat like the runners
I'm a gunner like a hunter with a gun
With a deer right in front 'em
I'ma send 'em to who brung him
Let Nina Ross tongue him
Oh, back to the subject
I'm ballin' without a budget
I'm a big spender, but I ain't done yet
I'ma keep that shit runnin'
Like I’m Marshall Faulk's son and
On a Sunday, I’m Devin Hester
You don’t want to punt it
You do it but I done it, I stun it, I spun it
That's what my girls say
(Ya dig?) , everyday my birthday
Young Money, sippin' Rosé when we thirsty
(Young Mula, baby) kyuh, kyuh (Kyuh)
Uh huh, okay
(Nicki Minaj, the mistress, ya dig?)
Come on
Nicki Minaj, man, aka Nicki Lewinsky, man
What's up New York, man
Dirty Money, Fendi, I see you
Young Mula, baby ayy, Big Spender
Yeah, like I said, man, Nicki Minaj
You bitches open up your
Pussies and get ready, yeah
Nicki Lewinsky, the mistress
Don't tell her I said that
Good morning New York, what up New Orleans
What you want me to do Weezy? Get 'em, baby
Alright, daddy, Nicki Lewinsky
I got a fetish for boys
That's pushin' them nice toys (Kyuh)
A fetish for dem boys
That's fresher than altoids
I got a thing for a dude
In a fresh pair of Mauri's
If he rockin' 'em right
Then I might let him call me (Yo)
He put the Prada bag
Wit' the Prada heels with it
The Louis dufflebag, had about a mil' in it
(Nicki Minaj) from here to Trinidad, man
I should've been did it (Why?)
'Cause everything I had
I just doubled them digit's
That's the kinda dude that can
Roll with the President
Sit up in the Rolls maybe
Roll to my residence stay around Fendi
(Okay) , he love my spaghetti
He let me do my thing
He don't never act petty (Word)
If he ringin', I'm dippin'
Put the ring in my lip and
I just give 'em wink
What the fuck did you think?
Now he spendin' and trickin'
So the chickens is trippin' i'm like
(Kyuh) , I'm like (Kyuh) , I'm like (Kyuh
Hahahaha)
That's what my girls say
Everyday my birthday
Young Money, sippin' Rosé when we thirsty
(Young Money) kyuh, kyuh (Kyuh)
Okay, come on good evening New York
That mean I live by the beach
Sand on the welcome mat, flyer than a Falcon
Black tires, black rims
Just to help 'em look good in the summer
My car look better than your woman
My woman look better than your momma
And I don't wanna name, or number
Just some brain from her, nah
I ain't came in a Hummer
That's a Bentley Marlow on her
I'm nasty on the beat like the runners
I'm a gunner like a hunter with a gun
With a deer right in front 'em
I'ma send 'em to who brung him
Let Nina Ross tongue him
Oh, back to the subject
I'm ballin' without a budget
I'm a big spender, but I ain't done yet
I'ma keep that shit runnin'
Like I’m Marshall Faulk's son and
On a Sunday, I’m Devin Hester
You don’t want to punt it
You do it but I done it, I stun it, I spun it
That's what my girls say
(Ya dig?) , everyday my birthday
Young Money, sippin' Rosé when we thirsty
(Young Mula, baby) kyuh, kyuh (Kyuh)
Uh huh, okay
(Nicki Minaj, the mistress, ya dig?)
Come on
Nicki Minaj, man, aka Nicki Lewinsky, man
What's up New York, man
Dirty Money, Fendi, I see you
Young Mula, baby ayy, Big Spender
Yeah, like I said, man, Nicki Minaj
You bitches open up your
Pussies and get ready, yeah
Nicki Lewinsky, the mistress
Don't tell her I said that