Nicki Minaj - Ease Up lyrics

[Hook:] Where my n***as that getting they G's up (G's up) In the back when you rolling your trees up (trees up) Where my n***as that getting they freeze up And getting they tease up, just tell em to ease up (ease up) I don't know what they take me for And I don't know what they hate me for -- I get cake fo-sho And I don't know how to take it slow I'm the type to get right, stay in the limelight [Verse 1:] These broke n***as always reading up n***as see me in the beam and they speeding up I'm like duke holler at me when your G's are up Oh, that's the Kanye piece? Throw your Jesus up When I say I'm bout my gwop, I don't me a-molie It's like I'm being watched, I don't me a rollie I'm half past 7′o clock all by my lonely Spits got the dessie on co*k and wanna bone me (Blocka) b**hes getting mad cause they know they can't stop her Nickname should be TV the way they watch her Run with a shotter Gotta be at least 6 feet to break me off proper [Hook] [Verse 2:] I'm at the bar getting Rémy on rocks I'm coming for these rap b**hes if they ready or not (yeah) You know the girl, I already was hot You tell em f** a new b**h, I want a veteran spot Look, it's Nicki M. in the place so stay back I stay around the white like I'm Pat Sajak Plus I had my A game up since 8-track I'm Diddy with the flow, “Take that, take that” My flow say (cha-ching) and my flow say (cheese) I ain't got a bag but my wrist say freeze Dick em, trick em, I know how to pick em Stick em, ha-ha-ha, stick em [Singing:] If you wanna me sweat me, then baby let me Tell you I'm not like them other girls you been with Cause I know you think I'm s**y, you wanna s** me Rolling with the fifth, we make hits, when make chips, b**h [Verse 3: Ru Spits] I don't know what you chasing dog Cause I don't got patience for (nope, nope) All these dudes that be hating ya'll Cause money we be taking more, getting cake for sure Only think about making more Grey Azzure make drag, let it scrape the floor Don't get mad when I take your broad Rock stone, can't trace the flaw So in a way, I guess you could say I was made to ball Act out and the K applaud Me and Nicki gon' pave the course You wanna play the boss, you gon' learn how to take a loss Of course I'm back, kid still torch the track Getting paper like Office Max Branch house with the horse to match Pink gems, with the cross attached, hit you then I toss the mack So, G's up, n***as get your B's up Chick act up, tell a ho to ease up In the back of the club, home roll that weed up If you wanna jump bad, a beat down's the out come [Hook]