[Hook: [x2] What we do we go high? We doin' it all Ooh the girls, they wanna with us tonight I'm in the middle of the club my niggas and we all fucked up Screamin' hell yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Nicki Yeah, I ain't see you on the yet Swear to God, I see you in the stores yet on the corsert Pretty in the back of my corvette Got my best friends and benzes all my menses, Louie V lenses This is how you when you winning Man been rocking with me since the beginning, innin' This is the stress end Feel ill when you got a stress ends Always in the press Paparazzi in the with the stretch lens Say to that Pull up on the R, pop clutch on them And them strippers ain't mad when I touch on Russell simmons shoe Put a on them Send a GT vodka, on top, uh Mafia money seafood pasta VMA's, I was good Front row, yea, always in a good The bad boo But the good That's why my pocket on blimp the good gear, yeah Yeah,
[Hook: [x2] we do when we go high? We it all night Ooh the girls, wanna vibe with us tonight I'm in the middle of the club my niggas and we all fucked up Screamin' hell yeah, hell
2: Nicki Minaj] But boring as fuck, though Why bitches in the game so cutthroat? Why they can't let young Nicki live? Why they feel the wrath to know Nicki is Not playin, for real When they go the kid it's gon' cost for real Came straight from the hood the cross appeal That's why these big wanna toss the deal I'll take it, sign on the line But I'm to the check a bitch if she outta line Shout out Mike, Darnell, and Why these bums so mad the queen on idol Say cheese to they see me on the screen check E! for that Bitches on the kid I won't leave for by my aura (ora) where Rita at? Send a GT In a Me and my Japanese and Osaka BET, I was good Front row, yea, always in a chair Why the would I leave when I'm good here? Let me send a twitpic of my good hair, Yeah,
Parker] [x2] What we do we go high? We it all night Ooh the girls, they vibe with us tonight I'm in the middle of the club my niggas and we all fucked up Screamin' hell yeah, yeah