Woo
Yeah, Young Money
Trigga Trey
Let’s get it
Burrr

No I ain’t tryna flex, no ceilings you can see who’s in it
If we’re talking about sex, girl I invented that
Why don´t you bring a friend who with it?
Oh, I´m sorry, Oh, you mad that I came to the party?
Like, oh no no no, you took your girl to the club and now she gone, gone, gone
Now she asking me when I´m taking her, home, home, home
I tell her "let´s go" long as you know, cause I know ,when we get it on

I´m touchin’ you tonight, I´m lovin’ you tonight (Wait nope)
I’m fuckin’ you, girl, you must be used to spendin’ putting in that time

Touchin’, lovin’, fuckin’ can’t make up my mind (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I’m lovin’ you (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (Wait nope) I’m fuckin’ you

Girl you fuckin’ with the best, take a picture while I’m deep up in it
Oh-oh-oh, and if they living right next, then I bet they know my name in a minute
(Trigga) Let me feel your body sweating, I promise I’ll keep your body dripping
Oh, I´m sorry, niggas mad ‘cause I came to the party?
Like, oh no no no, you took your girl to the club and now she gone, gone, gone
Now she asking me when I´m taking her, home, home, home
I tell her "let´s go" long as you know, cause I know ,when we get it on

I´m touchin’ you tonight, I´m lovin’ you tonight (Wait nope)
I’m fuckin’ you, girl, you must be used to spendin’ putting in that time
Touchin’, lovin’, fuckin’ can’t make up my mind (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I’m lovin’ you (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (Wait nope) I’m fuckin’ you

Sometimes I tell ‘em I love ‘em because I just wanna fuck ‘em
I never love ‘em, I cuff ‘em and when we done I’mma duck ‘em
He Ferragamo the buckle, he Louis V on the duffel
The pussy is wetter than puddles, I ride his dick like a shuttle
I said real niggas let real bitches come first

And real bitches been bad bitches from birth
Uh, k-k-kiss him when he coming (oh)
M-m-make more money last year than Mister Drummond
Oh-oh-oh, he like it when I ride it slow

I´m touchin’ you tonight, I´m lovin’ you tonight (Wait nope)
I’m fuckin’ you, girl, you must be used to spendin’ putting in that time
Touchin’, lovin’, fuckin’ can’t make up my mind (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Nicki you know that I love ya (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (Wait nope) and I really wanna touch ya
(Laughing)

What you mean? Wait...no, like what?
Better act like you know niggas, it’s Nicki Minaj