Chin Chin checka, I'm the chin
It was a quarter pass 3 when I ran Rell Didn't forget my keys but my ring bells A little white tee some Adidas the shells in the coup. Oh shoot broke a nail Let me, let me think what I gotta, do I get the black or the chrome 22 That's if a bird try to get out of the 1 down New York Times front page I went to Starbucks I to get a frapo Then had a Snapple apple with the Fendi but that's irrelevent Threw him a couple now I'm the president I'm Nicki and Nicki so Slick like flow be so icky Now class is finished you'll be 'bout 3 So all ya'll rap bitches ya'll know bout me, nigga.
Whutchoo know me Wutchoo, wutchoo know me know bout me Wutchoo, wutchoo They say the girl is a fool, the keep on boppin' The girl get girls, and them girls get it poppin' know bout me Wutchoo, wutchoo know me Whutchoo bout me Wutchoo, wutchoo The girl gettin' money, alot of money I'll show you how to do it if you gettin' from me
Got some titties, yes they are pretty how I got the S the 550 That's I gets, I gets, I gets busy That's why I need you to come get me I'm badder than the dude at the In a money coup with a leprechaun at'em get a four leaf clover Go, go against me guaranteed ya Look, all the kids Nick like a mexican Cause I got more than a temper tan-trum trum trum Ya slow poke, betta run, run, run, my lil And S-M-I-the L-E and ain't one thing could tell me Cause I write, write, my own shit I'm the one like I'm the culprit,