The barbz stay winnin and these hoes stay mad
While Nicki gettin money, bum hoes stay sad
We stan for the Queen, the self proclaimed King
And I ain't talkin bout the movies when I say she got the ring
So where's Willy?
Where's Siya?
Where's Riri?
Where's Jake?
We in a mansion, while lessors clean our yard with a rake
Where's Monsta?
Where's Psycho?
Where's Brice?
Where's Monica & Whip It?
We in the VIP longue served vodka and we sip it
A-yo Sean! You Mr. Kingston!
You say you have it, Louis it and then some
Look how you grinding on all our ice
You pretty and you're nice
You done want Nicki as your wife
But you say I be up where you stay
I ain't like them other bitches that be acting loosely
Know you gettin' hype I know you wanna get up in it
But I just wanna think about it for another minute
I think I like your style yo, why yo, why don't we let go?
A-yo, and I ain't gotta tell em
And I ain't gotta sell em
It's YSL, daddy I ain't gotta spell it
And yes I kill, I kill em
I guess I'm the villain, I park on the curb I'm the owner of the building, the building
You deaf? Boy me soon left
Come get this playboy bunny like Hugh Hef
SIGH, rastafari, dutty dutty du-du-du-du-dutty
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and CACKLING at that Olympic shade 
imma need her to come back to ny/nj soon