Banana boat full of blow Banana clip to cut ya throat Banana dro, come take a smoke Banana diamonds, yellow stone Heavy snow, that berry blow That cherry coke got stupid dough Plenty mo', you think I booked a Hundred, shows I'm selling dope I'm into wishin', rollin', kushin' Sippin' lean and burnin' piff You gotta fifth, I gotta pint You took a shot, I took a sip I plead the 5th, ain't saying shit Go get my lawyer, get him quick Spent 80 grand to beat a case I whipped it like my purple whip I call a hit like Sosa did Them killas blitz ya house ya monkey I got so much jewelry on me Still you can't take nothing from me It up, I cook it up And get some head while rolling blunts Water paint, water stain I'm lookin' down, she lookin' up Beamer truck, I rim it up Spent 80 thou', 400 stones She suck a dick while rollin' blunt She keep the boss man bustin' nuts I get it off, she get it up Me and her both can't get enough We in the goat, I'm in the ghost I'm tryna beat that pussy up Welcome to my private party More hoes than a bachelor party Smoking, drinking, freaking Shit can turn into a slumber party You can't meet my mama, uh-uh But here you go, my number, shawty When you feeling freaky, mama We can have a slumber party A slumber party Mama, have a slumber party You can't meet my mama, uh-uh But here you go, my number, shawty When you feeling freaky, mama We can have a slumber party We can have a slumber party We can have a—yeah Her negligees are Burberry Her lingerie game very straight Her oral sex is very wet My sex so great she gainin' weight I cook a cake, she cook a steak We three estates, you Section 8 Stay out her face, she hardly date She fuckin' Gucci, shawty, damn! Everyday's a ballin' day Just yesterday we bought a lake Tomorrow bought us 2 Camaros '08 and a '68 We trappin' fast with stupid cash So rap on with your stupid ass It's Gucci Mane, no stupid ass I keep on making stupid cash Welcome to my private party More hoes than a bachelor party Smoking, drinking, freaking Shit can turn into a slumber party You can't meet my mama, uh-uh But here you go, my number, shawty When you feeling freaky, mama We can have a slumber party A slumber party Mama, have a slumber party You can't meet my mama, uh-uh But here you go, my number, shawty When you feeling freaky, mama We can have a slumber party We can have a slumber party We can have a—yeah Got that Super Soaker Pussy pop like Cola Coca Plus it's tighter than a choker Got him smilin' like the Joker Got that ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne Little Mermaid on my linen When yo' mama sleepin' You can call me and get all up in it Bank rolls Get me all them pretty furs 'Cause my pussy game cold When he hit it he say burr He say b-b-b-b-bur I'ma, I'ma marry her And he p-lay with that purr (pearl) Like he strummin' his guitar That's me, I am Minaj I am Ni-Nicki Minaj And if you want a ménage Keep a couple pretty broads Look, head game busy busy Make a nigga dizzy dizzy Bitch, I'm at that slumber party Sippin' on that frizzy chrissy Welcome to my private party More hoes than a bachelor party Smoking, drinking, freaking Shit can turn into a slumber party You can't meet my mama, uh-uh But here you go, my number, shawty When you feeling freaky, mama We can have a slumber party A slumber party Mama, have a slumber party You can't meet my mama, uh-uh But here you go, my number, shawty When you feeling freaky, mama We can have a slumber party We can have a slumber party We can have a—yeah

That's exactly how I feel That's exactly how I feel That's exactly how I feel I woke up this morning (God) Wrong side of the bed I don't have to 'xplain it, oh (how I feel) I might be a bitch (bitch) I might make a friend (friend) Ain't I so amazing? (Uh-huh) Love me or hate me Ooh, I ain't changing And I don't give a fuck, no That's exactly how I feel (uh) That's exactly how I feel (say it again) That's (woo) exactly how I feel Don't hide no emotions (emotions) Wear 'em on my sleeve (on my sleeve) All my feelings Gucci (it's Gucci, haha) Can't hold back my tears That would be a crime 'Cause I look pretty crying Oh, they ain't tell you? Love me or hate me Ooh, I ain't changing And I don't give a fuck, no That's exactly how I feel (how I feel, yeah) That's exactly how I feel (how I feel, it's Gucci) That's exactly how I feel I feel like hurtin' they feelings (yeah) I don't get mad, I get millions (yeah) My heart ain't got no feelings My cars ain't got no ceiling I ain't with that acting all friendly Please step away from the Bentley You're either not with me or with me The fye close by like it's Whitney Stay in your lane, don't tempt me Mr. Bust-A-Whole-Clip-'Til-It's-Empty I got a feelin' that tonight's gonna be a good night Like Ferg and them said, god willing Fire chains on like burr (burr) Feelin' like rockin' my fur (fur) Rolls Royce with the chauffeur (huh?) How your toes feel on a mink fur? It's Gucci Cry 'cause I want to Smile if I want to, huh Yes, I can Love 'cause I want to Get so mad I could scream (I could scream) I could scream (I could scream) I could scream (sing it) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah That's exactly how I feel (how I feel) That's exactly how I feel (how I feel) That's (that's), exactly (exactly), how (I), I feel

It's Gucci Mane and Bruno That's one dynamic duo A lot of women want me But I'm in love with you though Your ex is unimportant That boy can't even afford it I drive so many foreigns Baby I should be deported I got a condo in Manhattan Baby girl, what's hatnin'? You and your ass invited So gon' and get to clappin' So pop it for a player Pop, pop it for me Turn around and drop it for a player Drop, drop it for me I'll rent a beach house in Miami Wake up with no jammies (Nope) Lobster tail for dinner Julio serve that scampi (Julio!) You got it if you want it Got, got it if you want it Said you got it if you want it Take my wallet if you want it now Jump in the Cadillac, girl, let's put some miles on it Anything you want, just to put a smile on it You deserve it baby, you deserve it all And I'm gonna give it to you Gold jewelry shining so bright Strawberry champagne on ice Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like Sex by the fire at night Silk sheets and diamonds all white Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like I'm talkin' trips to Puerto Rico Say the word and we go You can be my freaka Girl, I'll be a fleeko, mamacita I will never make a promise that I can't keep I promise that your smile ain't gon' never leave Shopping sprees in Paris Everything 24 karats Take a look in that mirror Now tell me who's the fairest Is it you? (is it you?) Is it me? (is it me?) Say it's us (say it's us) and I'll agree, baby Jump in the Cadillac, girl, let's put some miles on it Anything you want, just to put a smile on it You deserve it baby, you deserve it all And I'm gonna give it to you Gold jewelry shining so bright Strawberry champagne on ice Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like Sex by the fire at night Silk sheets and diamonds all white Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like If you say you want a good time Well here I am baby, here I am baby Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me Tell me what's on your mind (what's on your mind) If you want it, girl come and get it All this is here for you Tell me baby, tell me, tell me baby What you tryna do Babe, I like the way you touch me But love the way you fuck me Girl, ain't no need for frontin' 'Cause you're my type of woman Wanna fly you out the country To show you how I'm stuntin' (ya) 'Cause you got what I'm wanting And I got all this money (It's Gucci) Gold jewelry shining so bright Strawberry champagne on ice Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like Sex by the fire at night Silk sheets and diamonds all white Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like

I'll have it as soon as I earn the money to buy it That's a long time away Daddy, you gonna tell her what Ma said? I've been that boy since I was smoking banana peels Back in Alabama with the ball-pen Hammer knocking hubcaps off the wheels Stealing bowties off the grills Mama said, "No carbonated soda 'fore you go to bed" But I never listened to her A two-liter bong with a tinfoil bowl Full of cheap hydro is illegal, I'm sure But I learned from watching the neighbors Yeah, watching the neighbors Got me in Jordache jeans Feeling real hot, hanging from my pocket, a pager Yeah, buddy boy, I'm clean Cubic zirconium rocks in my earrings Give me that stone and a mobile phone And I carry that gem like me and Irene I'm getting totally stoked Sipping Creek Water with me and my folks I'm getting totally throwed My flock is waddling around Can't keep my ducks in a row And I can't keep up with this bullshit they calling dope But I'm married to her I can't leave this bitch neither Rock and roll pussy, I cannot turn down Even though she's a liar, a thief, and a cheater, I need her That long hair ain't gonna cover up that red neck, boy Catfish Billy That motherfucker Billy in the house Billy and I'm really in the house Really like I'm really on the couch Chopping up dope, boy, I ain't never seen a drought You ain't never seen a Catfish Billy There'll never be another from the South Never be a mother with the style To make another me, not now The King of Alabama That ain't never been a doubt, just bounce I'm Catfish Billy That motherfucker Billy in the house Billy and I'm really in the house Really like I'm really on the couch Chopping up dope, boy, I ain't never seen a drought You ain't never seen a Catfish Billy There'll never be another from the South Never be a mother with the style To make another me, not now The King of Alabama That ain't never been a doubt, just bounce Still got the bottom beating like gorillas Checking my trunk like a killer You ain't fucking with Slumerican, stop, uh Bitch, go to sleep, grab a pillow Go to sleep with your stinking ass I ain't got time, I ain't taking trash Out to the bin, take you out with my pen And then I take a bottle and break the glass (Ooh) I done built me a fortress And I didn't have to beg, plead, or force it Got enough forces to sit on my porch and not move And still be in orbit An ancient alien, homo sapien Me and rap is like bee to orca Turn water to wine, one dollar a time Drink it up, it's fine, there's no need to cork it Gorgeous, mmh, give me those 'Cause I remember me and mama popping penny rolls And if you wasn't with me when the shit hit the fan Then you cannot get a penny, you ain't getting any, bro Gotta pay the taxes when the wood is out And the kerosene can is filled up to the brim Don't look at him, go get the matches Lace up and then take a hike I'm making shit that is major like I'm pulling up on them big wheels You couldn't pedal a baby bike I do not hang at the same club in the same town every damn night I am not making hip-hop for the hip-hop award show or the 'Gram likes 'Cause I'm... Catfish Billy That motherfucker Billy in the house Billy and I'm really in the house Really like I'm really on the couch Chopping up dope, boy, I ain't never seen a drought You ain't never seen a Catfish Billy There'll never be another from the South Never be a mother with the style To make another me, not now The King of Alabama That ain't never been a doubt, just bounce I'm Catfish Billy That motherfucker Billy in the house Billy and I'm really in the house Really like I'm really on the couch Chopping up dope, boy, I ain't never seen a drought You ain't never seen a Catfish Billy There'll never be another from the South Never be a mother with the style To make another me, not now The King of Alabama That ain't never been a doubt, just bounce