The Boys (Album Version (Explicit))

Punch line queen No boxer though Might pull up in a Porche No Boxster though Tell a hater Yo don’t you got cocks to blow Tell ‘em kangaroo Nick I’ll box a hoe They said I got five in a pasta bowl But don’t go against Nicki impossible I’m the king Do what my wrist More popsicle Man these hoes couldn’t ball With a toss to go nigga Your lipstick stinks 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 can it bone it bone it Yeah yeah Dollar dollar paper chaser Get that money 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 Bonehead pussy Got lots of juice Lopsided on the curb So I block the coupes Watch the dudes man I’m stingy with my putty cat diddy Did you ever love me Stevie Purr, pull up in a burr Wrist on brrr pussy on prrrrerrr I don’t even break When I’m backing up I swerve on a nigga if he actin’ up I don’ push more sixes then a play day Get money by the millions Fuck a day rate nigga Your bossed up swag That I’m throwing Like a new born babe The dollars in they eyes Got ‘em blinded like 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 can it bone it bone it Yeah yeah Dollar dollar paper chaser Get that money 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 put all you bitches Onto them good laced fronts Girls is my sons carry them For 8 months And yes ya premature Young Money to the core I might give you the ticket So you can come see the tour Oh dats you’re new girl That’s that mid crave A buck 50 on your face With a switch blade Or the razor, hear the razor She my son yeah But I ain’t raise her Lose me hater I get that loosely paper Them v necks be studded I’ll t rex, be gutted out I tell her Nicki be chillin’ I’mma keep her in her feelings Because you’ll never be Jordan You could’nt even be Pippen You couldn’t even be trippin You can’t afford a vacation I’m out in Haiti with Haitians I go to Asia with Asians You mad dusty, you unload I just come through with a 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’ll buy 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 The boys always spending All their money on love The boys always spending All their money on love