Nicki Minaj - Its goin down feat nicki minaj (bonus) (feat. nicki minaj) lyrics

(Lil Wayne) YMCMB, b**hes call me Tunechi Lee I be with n***as that shoot police I keep that iron, you can get creased And if she say she didn't f**, b**h ya lying through ya teeth They say it cost to be the boss The ones in jail wish they were free n***as call me Hi-C because I'm high as you can see n***as say they paid they dues Well I'm checking your receipt Might as well go stupid since this is a stupid beat Grab the owl out the tree, and ask that b**h, who but me? Got ya b**h bent over n***a, hands to her feet Tell that pig and that cow I'll go ham if it's beef Cause all my n***as well rounded Don't f** with none of these square n***as Mask on, Ghostface k**ah, draw down and erase n***as I'm a Blood, is you a blood donor? Swisher full of that California I hit it sideways, catacorner Then she catch that nut like pneumonia Lil Tunechi (Hook) Lay it down ho Lay it down b**h Lay it down ho Lay it down Lay it down, lay it down You hoes lay it down (x2) Put the money on the couch n***a Gimme everything up in you house n***a Shut yo mouth n***a (x2) (Cory Gunz) Start it up, vroom vroom Uppercut a b**h out the bus, boom boom Unless I get the brain, poom poom She let a n***a run and get the gang, run a train, zoom zoom Tryna get paid too soon, one deep One sweep away in a room room We getting money over here Talking sh** and f**ing b**hes I don't know what the f** they doing Tune My syrup purple, my turf Earth My birth circle, I'll dirt surf you I'll squirt murk you, my verse hurtful My shooters still got curb curfews Yall bout as hot as von dutch Yall not gone harm much Hijack yall some prom busts Ain't no retreat but my arms up We don't graffiti, my bombs up It's Young Money in this sh** until a n***a dead and gone If you wanna set it off, what you wanna bet it on? I'm betting the wedding's off when everything is wetted on Point 'em out, Truk ya life f** ya style, f** with me You a bucket foul, n***as'll buck ya smile For a dunkin pile, you better duck it, pal (Hook) Lay it down ho Lay it down b**h Lay it down ho Lay it down Lay it down, lay it down You hoes lay it down (x2) (Nicki Minaj) Shawty, what's yo name? Is you tricking? Is you paying? Is you sniffing on that cane? What the f** is you saying? If you getting it, then you getting it It's my money I ain't splittiing it I ain't tripling it, if she got a fat a**, then I'm tipping it Come out the bank, bye teller Give a bum money, hi fella Bad lil ho, high yellow Brand new roley, sky dweller Just left from Dubai Flew private eye I made a million dollars, swear to God that ain't no lie I said them n***as was poppin Fake n***as be watchin My black glove be drippin wet, but I got my Cochran Losing ain't no option, I'm teaching b**hes my doctrine The Maybach ain't poppin if it ain't got no partation Oops I mean partition, it's all a part of my vision I sit and count this money while I watch you b**hes audition (x2) I don't give a f** You don't hear me, you don't see me b**h you gon' feel me ho Young Money Young-young Money n***a Young-young, lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down, ah!