[Intro:]
It’s your girl, Beyonce
And you’re not listening to my man
Gino Valentino from Hamburg city, baby!
Muah-muah
Young Mulan, baby!
Ha-ha, you thought it was over?

I wasn’t born last night
I know these hoes ain’t right
But you was blowing up the phone last night
And she ain’t have a ring, I know her ring on, last night!
Uh, nigga, that’s that nerve
I give a bitch a hope when she rather have a purse,
I give a bitch an inch when she rather have nine,
You know how the game goes, she be numb to have time
I’m the shit, huh! Nigga, that’s that nerve!
You’re on about her, and she on about hers 
Birdman jingling in this bitch, no flamingos
Another day every day, but trust these hoes!
Oh, oh, oh
I tell her, “let’s go!”
As long as you know, 
Cause I know when we get along!

Hook: 
I’m touching you tonight, (nah)
I’m loving you tonight (wait, nope)
I’m fucking you, girl
You must be used to spending, putting in that time
Touching, loving, fucking, can’t make up my mind! 
I’m loving you (wait, nope)
I’m fucking you tonight!

Rich young nigga,
Name got bigger and my chains got bigger,
So my chains got bigger.
Ferrari, Jaguar, switching four lanes,
With the top down screaming out, money ain’t a thing!
Ha, ha, me and CP in the Bay with her 
I sent the bag home, so you can lay with her!
OK, let’s talk about this ice that I’m carrying 
All these carats like I’m a fucking ...
Shout-out Weezy F., keep a red bone wet
Rose, Rolex, hoes on deck, she know I got a check
Do it too good when she ride that dick, uh! 
Man I wouldn't trust that bitch, no!

Now she asking me 
When I’m taking her home, home, home, aha! 
I tell her “let’s go” long as you know
Cause I know when we get alone

Hook: 
I’m touching you tonight, (nah)
I’m loving you tonight (wait, nope)
I’m fucking you, girl
You must be used to spending, putting in that time, aha
Touching, loving, fucking, can’t make up my mind! 
I’m loving you (wait, nope)
I’m fucking you tonight!

Ya, huh! 
Sometimes I tell ‘em I love ‘em 
Because I just wanna fuck ‘em
I never love ‘em, or cuff ‘em 
And when we done I’mma duck ‘em
He ... the buckle, 
He Louis V on the duffel
The pussy wetter than puddles, 
I ride his dick like a shuttle
I said, “real niggas let real bitches cum first!”
And real bitches been bad bitches from birth
Uh, k-k-kiss him when he coming
M-m-make more money last year than Mister Drummond
Uh, uh, uh 
He like it when I ride it 
Slowwwww! 

 Hook: 
I’m touching you tonight, (nah)
I’m loving you tonight (wait, nope)
I’m fucking you, girl
You must be used to spending, putting in that time, aha
Touching, loving, fucking, can’t make up my mind! 
(Nicki Minaj, I love you!)
I’m loving you and I really wanna touch you
(Wait, nope)
I’m fucking you tonight!

What you mean wait on, like, what?
But don’t act like you know, nigga
It’s Nicki Minaj!

Let me see you work it, baby
Don’t make it ...
Back it up, I hear you, baby
Don’t break it down like oh
Oh, oh, oh,
Just like that oh, oh, oh!
Fly, I’m one of the greatest,
When I say my name, bitches get naked 
When you see this cash, you would wanna shake it
I‘m from LA, but it feels like we’re in Vegas!
Shake your ass, oh, oh
Shake your ass for me, oh!