[Intro: Birdman]
Yeah
Cut it up, gimme a light
Yeah, and by the way n*gga
It's Young Moolah, first lady
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Ungh, yo, yo
Let us begin with the bad little specimen
Balenciagas only things I be steppin in
Pucci bathing suits, only thing I'm dressin in
Cause I get wetter than a navy seal veteran
Got-got 'em writin love letters in they journal
Keep em on they toes like a midget at the urinal
B-b-b-bad as I wanna be
She ain't bad, she a sad little wannabe
[Interlude: Birdman]
Yeah f*ck the bullsh*t, it's big money poppin
Young Moolah! Yeah, just like that
What up young n*gga, let's go
Gudda
[Verse 2: Gudda Gudda]
Okay we runnin this sh*t, when we walk in the buildin
Got b*tches from wall to wall, hoes hangin from the ceilin
Young Money we 'bout to kill 'em, I promise I'll make a million
And if they didn't have no hands I'll bet them b*tches go feel 'em
I'm talkin money and power; you gettin money? I doubt it
Fresher than baby powder, wit'cha b*tch in the shower
That pus*y I'mma devour I beat it up 'til it's sour
No need for you to even trip b*tch I'll be done in a hour, let's go