NICKI MINAJ

NICKI MINAJ - I Just Borrow lyrics

rate me

Okay so what's a Barbie to do, I mean?

It's like, it's like I'm the baddest Barbie in the fucking world

I mean, this is some vintage Nicki Minaj shit, throwback shit

I mean come on now it's Barbie bitch!

I don't got a dollar tonight, I'll just borrow

Please let me in I'll bring you back tomorrow

I'm tryna leave here with America's Top Model

And I ain't got to spit no game I pop bottles

I ain't got a man sometimes I do borrow

Don't care about your cars, your jewels, or your cash (nope)

Make my own ends in a bubblegum Benz

I ain't feeling your style but I'll fuck your friend (whoop!)

Trick you crazy

Tryna play me

Way cooler than AC's

Your boy be cakey

Roll hard like Stake Key

Dimes embrace me

Lace me, they bring the whip cream to taste me

If I buy you a drink you gotta compensate me

Damn girl you bootyful, I mean beautiful

Me and you together ain't no telling what we could do

Flee for a week or two, you can bring your peoples too

Bullshit or not, I ain't even got a reason to

When I smoke clear my dear I'm tryna leave with chu

Slitho B's the keys, I get the vehicle

Pull up to the front

I'm a roll another blunt (whoo!)

I don't got a dollar tonight I'll just borrow

Please let me in I'll bring you back tomorrow

I'm tryna leave here with America's Top Model

And I ain't got to spit no game I pop bottles

I ain't got a man sometimes I do borrow

Don't care about your cars, your jewels, or your cash (nope)

Make my own ends in a bubblegum Benz

I ain't feeling your style but I'll fuck your friend

Listen play boy, boy

I don't know why you tryna play the girl like a toy, toy

I don't care 'bout your ends that you spend boy

I'm tryna holla at your friend he a ten boy

Look, you see Christian Dior on my tits

I don't care if you spit, I don't care if your name RU Spits

Nicki you still a brew chick

But I rock with cha fella like the S Dot Kidd

Niggas wanna know her but a bitch so cocky

"Miss bow for her" 'cause my wrists so rocky

Who gon' top me?

Who gon' stop me?

Nickname shippy TV that where they watch me

I don't got a dollar tonight I'll just borrow

Please let me in I'll bring you back tomorrow

I'm tryna leave here with America's Top Model

And I ain't got to spit no game I pop bottles

I ain't got a man sometimes I do borrow

Don't care about your cars, your jewels, or your cash (nope)

Make my own ends in a bubblegum Benz

I ain't feeling your style but I'll fuck your friend

Spits the kid that'll hit em' and dodge

I need a chick that me rip right in my homie garage

You know the type?

Not Nicki Miraj

Yeah right

Let me bring you to a place we can party all night

Look family, I don't think you understand me

Hold on a minute tell you what the plan be

Think it's 'bout time you moved on to plan B

You can catch me, where your man be

Aight, listen boo, you ain't gon' be dissin RU

If you feeling my dude let's pull a little switch-a-roo

Send your friend over she get hit with some pimpin' too

'Bout to make moves, let me know, what you wan do?

I don't got a dollar tonight I'll just borrow

Please let me in I'll bring you back tomorrow

I'm tryna leave here with America's Top Model

And I ain't got to spit no game I pop bottles

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