Firm Biz ’08 lyrics

by

Timbaland


[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Ya girl been hot since Corduroys
Since quarter waters, and all the boys used to
Try to beat like the corner boys
'Cause they heard the pus*y wetter, than them Dorney rides
f*ck with who? f*cks with you
As long as them checks clear like Huxtable
I’m known to hang wit' a thug or two
n*ggas that only do, what a thug would do
Ask about me, the FEDs watch daily
Gettin' more cheese, more bread than a deli (Alright)
And I’m gettin' love, fan mail like Melly
And I throw it up, twelve o'clock when I wheelie
I’m in the A, I scoop my n*gga J'
Coupe gotta be grey, you gotta get paid
Ain’t nothin' worse, than being a broke b*tch
I always got crack, I tell 'em to smoke this

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Yo, ya boy been nice since thunder cats
Since leather boomers and lumber jacks
Come outside with a hundred stack
Jeans with the sweat pants under that, yeah
Front on who? Not on me (Never)
n*ggas know I keep the seventeen shot on me (Yep)
Made a lil' something off rap, lot off D (Haha)
Get your points off another n*gga, not off me (Uh-uh)
Air forces, new trues and a crispy tee
New coupe, n*gga, CL-63
Cost you nothin', we get hit for free (Nothin')
With Nicki, matter fact, nah, the b*tch with me
[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
So you wanna sip goose and play Nintendo Wii? No
Get the bricks and flip the yayo
Chirp, if you lookin' for the work
Hundred dollars of pus*y, my misses gettin' busy
FEDs gettin' dizzy, n*ggas tryna get me
So I change the sizzy combination to the cizzy
Brand new V, that’s what I get for pitchin'
Nice little crib, a couch that I could sit in
Umm, I mean sit on, blow piff, f*ck a b*tch on
Oops, I mean feller, keeps the umbrell-er
And I only f*ck with them paper makers
Nicki Lewinski, LK to Jada
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