The Boys Lyrics

Nicki Minaj:

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 'em kangaroo Nick I'll box a hoe

Said I got 5 in a possible

But don't go against Nicki impossible

I done came through with my wrists on popsicle

Man these hoes couldn't ball with a testicle

(Nigga)



Cassie:

Your lipstick stain, smells like a cheap hotel

Diamond watches, and a gold chain can 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, pet it, bone it, own it

Yeah, yeah

Dolla, Dolla, paper chaser, 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



Nicki Minaj:

Bald head pussy got lots of juice

Lobsided on the curb so I block the coupes

Watch the deuce, man I'm stingy with my putty cat diddy

Did you ever love me Stevie?

Purr, pull up in the burr

Wrists on brrr, pussy on brrr

I don't even break when I'm backing up

I swerve on a nigga if he actin' up

I done push more sixes then a ṗlay date

Get money by the millions, fuck a day rate

(Nigga)



Cassie:

Your bossed up swag, got 'em drooling like a new-born babe

The dollars in their 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, pet it, bone it, own it

Yeah, yeah

Dolla, Dolla, paper chaser, get that money yeah yeah



You get high, f*ck 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



Nicki Minaj:

I put all you bitches on to them good lace fronts

Girls is my sons carry them for 8 months

And yes you premature, young money to the core

I might give you a ticket so you could come see the tour

Oh that's your new girl?, that's that mid-grade

Buck 50 on your face with a switch blade

Or the razor, yeah the razor, she my son yeah, but I ain't raise her

Boost me hater, I get that loose leaf paper

Them v-necks be studded out, T-Rex be gutted out

I tell 'em Nicki be chillin'

I'mma keep hurting ya feelings, because you'll never be Jordan

You couldn't even be Pippin

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

Σας τρελών Dusty, σας ένα lil Dusty possum
μόλις έρχομαι με τους έξι, όπως το όνομά μου ήταν λουλούδια

Cassie:
λάβετε υψηλές, f * ck μια συμμορία των κοριτσιών και στη συνέχεια να κλάψει στο επάνω μέρος του κόσμου
ελπίζω να έχετε τη στιγμή της ζωής σας, ελπίζω ότι σας μην χάσετε αυτή απόψε
έχετε υψηλό, τη στιγμή της ζωής σας, ελπίζω να μην χάσω αυτή απόψε

τα αγόρια που πάντα δαπάνες τα χρήματά τους στην αγάπη
τα αγόρια που πάντα δαπάνες τα χρήματά τους για αγάπη
τα αγόρια που πάντα δαπάνες τα χρήματά τους στην αγάπη
(αρκετά συμμορία)
(Young χρήματα)
τα αγόρια που πάντα δαπανών τους χρήματα
f στην αγάπη
(Cassie)