[PTAF: Hook]
I'm a boss-ass b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
I'm a boss-ass b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
I'm a boss-ass b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
I'm a boss-ass b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
I'm a boss-ass
[Nicki Minaj: Verse 1]
Yo, I employ these n*ggas
They be grown men, but I little-boy these n*ggas
Want the cookie, so I gotta Chips Ahoy these n*ggas
But I never iPhone, Android these n*ggas
Use rubbers with 'em, I don't never raw these n*ggas
More money than 'em, I'mma son all these n*ggas
I ain't shopping, but it's like I gotta store these n*ggas
Put 'em on time-out and never call these n*ggas
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
pus*y like girls, damn, is my pus*y gay?
It's a holiday- Play with my pus*y day!
pus*y this, pus*y that, pus*y takin'
pus*y ride di*k like she a Jamaican
pus*y stay warm, pus*y on vacation
You loose b*tches need a pus*y renovation
You can eat it with a pus*y reservation
pus*y 'bout to get a standing ovation
Clap, clap, clap for this pus*y, n*gga
But I can't give this pus*y to a pus*y n*gga
[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Aw man, slow down
I'mma give you somethin' that you could hold down
But I can't give you head, I'm too ill for that
I'mma make a movie still Kill Bill for that
'Cause what the f*ck, this ain't Chanel, n*gga, custom done?
What the f*ck, I ain't smokin' hot, bust me down?
You the same clown n*gga that was runnin' me down?
Now you all up in the sauce 'cause you wanna be down?
[Verse 4: Nicki Minaj]
I said, rule number 1 to be a boss-ass b*tch:
Never let a clown n*gga try to play you
If he play you, then rule number 2:
f*ck his best friends, then make 'em yes-men
And get a di*k pic, and then you press send
And send a red heart and send a kissy face
And tell him that his friends love how your pus*y tastes
And that's rule 3, I'm the school T
My wrists look like I am a jewel thief
But that's just 'cause I am a boss b*tch
Now macaroni cheese and grill my swordfish
[Hook: Nicki Minaj]
b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
I'm a boss-ass b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
I'm a boss-ass b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch
[Verse 5: Nicki Minaj]
If he catch my drift, he could catch my jizz
I be out in Cali runnin' all my businesses
I be out in Cali watchin' back my Christmas vids
Every time I f*ck him, yes I tell him this is his
Looked down at it, and I said, "This is big."
And my game is so cold, I said, "This is rigged."
Best flow in the game, this is not a lie
Tell them b*tches cross their Ts and dot their I
[Verse 6: Nicki Minaj]
I came back, b*tches flows still boring
I said, "Damn man, go back to whoring."
You know I still lead the league in scoring
You know I'm still bad and I'm still foreign
[Verse 7: Nicki Minaj]
I'mma give b*tches time to get hot
Chill out at the game, New York, Knickerbock
If they actually got bars, they could rock
But if not, I'mma destroy chicks a lot
But on the real, I'm in album mode
Just dropped this freestyle 'fore these files get old
When I lay low, b*tches be safe and sound
When I come back, they better not make a sound
I hear you!
When I'm back on the prowl
You b*tches better have my money
'Cause I'm coming for you!
[Verse 8: Nicki Minaj]
Uh, okay, I order rich b*tch sauce
Rich b*tch cold, got a rich b*tch cough
Which b*tch want it? I'll go rich b*tch off
'Cause you know my style gettin' bit ripped off!
When I'm at the restaurant, rich b*tch sauce
Rich b*tch cold, I got a rich b*tch cough
Which b*tch want it? I go rich b*tch off
And you know my style gettin' bit ripped off!
I'm a boss, I'm a boss
[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 star b*tch is [2x]
Ask Lil Wayne, ask Lil Wayne
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 star b*tch is
Ask Birdman who the 5 star b*tch is
Ask Young Money who the 5 star b*tch is
Who the 5 star b*tch is [2x]
Ask Birdman who the 5 star b*tch is
Ask Lil Wayne, ask Lil Wayne
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 star b*tch is