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Tue, Oct 23, 2012 at 6:40 PM

The Boys*

Punchline queen no box to dough
Might pull up in a Porsche no box to dough
Tell the hater you don't you have sh-t to blow
'Tell them I'm Kangaroo Nick, I'll box the hoe
Should've said I got five in the pastel boat
Don't go against Nicki immpossible
Other king do it my wrist more popsicle
Menie's home couldn't ball with a testicle
Ni-ga
Your lipstick stains
Smells like a cheap hotel
Diamond watches and a gold chain
Can't make my frown turn around
The boys always spending all their money on love
The boys always spending all their money on love
They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it
Bone it, own it yeah yeah
Diamonds are a paper chaser
Get that money yeah yeah
You get high love a whole bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
Hope you have the time of your life
Hope I don't loose it tonight
Ball head, --ssy got lots of juice
Lop-sided on the curb so I block to coops
Watch the deuce, man I sting it and my kitty cat did it
Did you ever really love me stevey
Prrr, pull up in a prrr
Whist on prrr --ssy on prrr prrr
I don't even break when I'm backing up
I swerve on the n-gga that be acting up
I done pushing more sixes than the play date
Your money by the millions, f--k off daybreak
N--ga
You bossed up swag
Got 'em drooling like a new born babe
The dollars in their eyes
Got 'em blinded by a masquerade
The boys always spending all their money on love
The boys always spending all their money on love
They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it

Bone it, own it yeah yeah
[ From : http://www.elyrics.net/read/n/nicki-minaj-lyrics/the-boys-lyrics.html ]
Diamonds are a paper chaser
Get that money yeah yeah
You get high love a bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
Hope you have the time of your life
Hope I don't loose it tonight
I know you been pursuing to dem good lace friends
Girls is my suns, carry dem for eight months
And yes you premature
Young Money to the core
I might get you a ticket so you can come see the tour
That's your new girl
That's the mid grey
above fifty you in your face with the switch blaze
Or the razor, yeah the razor
She my sun yeah but I ain't raised her
Lose me hey girl, I get that loosely paper
There'll be next be studied, our T-Rex they got it
I told 'em Nicki be chillin'
I'm lucky putting the feelings
Because you never be joining
You couldn't even be pimpin
You couldn't even be trippin
You can't afford other chicken
I might to hate hazy relations
I go to asian where asian
You may dust it, you were lil dusty posom
I might just come through with the six like my name was blossom
You get high love a whole bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
Hope you have the time of your life
Hope I don't loose it tonight
You get high crock a whole bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
Hope you have the time of your life
Hope I don't loose it tonight
The boys always spending all their money on love
The boys always spending all their money on love
The boys always spending all their money on love (Young Money)
The boys always spending all their money on love (Cassie)

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