Nicki Minaj Ft. Drake, Lil Wayne & Chris Brown ☆ Nicki Minaj ft...

[Intro:]

I told them, get on my level

Bitch, you could get on this shovel

Coke prices high, than which was if a Tony Montana

I just got me a bezel

My slippers is clean

All I wear Tru Religion

I paid a grip for them jeans

I got a lust for the cream

I need a money machine

I need a money machine

I need a money machine

I see you doing your thing, but it ain’t nothing to me

So when you looking at me, I give you something to see

[Verse 1:]

I say I’m incredible, most legible

Schedule ain’t, but I can make your girl flexible, edible

Put her top and call it putting her on my pedestal

You would never know, unless you worked at the bank

Camel toe, look like steak

And your boy look like grate

2 gun bang

And I’m so fly I can sue an airplane

You can tell your girl here, because a cab came

And I keep it 100, I don’t need no spare change

Some do it for the fame, some do it for the fortune

Fortunately I’m famous, 26’s wheel of fortune

And I been riding foreign since the fucking introduction

[Hook:]

I see you doing your thing, it ain’t got nothing to me

So when you looking at me, I give you something to see

I see you doing your thing, it ain’t got nothing to me

So when you looking at me, I give you something to see

I need a money machine

I see you doing your thing, it ain’t got nothing to me

So when you looking at me, I give you something to see

[Verse 2:]

Yo it’s my time to shine, so I’m checking my Rollie

A bet with the Lakers, I bought a necklace off Kobe

I be fucking your girl, I was texting her only

I told her, “I’d like your legs better if they was open”

Ever since the beginning, niggas knew I was focused

Strip club tour started Magic, ended at Strokers

I’m a fucking example of a fucking example

Hit her from the back, nigga, that’s a fucking example

I came up on Luke Campbell, I’m so sick I need Campbells

If you know I’m showing up, I hope you come with your camera

Got the city on swole with my Louis bandana

My car is shitting on niggas, I should ride with a Pamper

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]

I give you something to see when you are looking this way

If you approaching with the drama, then we approach with the K

And when you look in my eyes all you see is the pain

On medication, I can drink 200 a day

When you hot in the A, you get a spot in the A

It’s so big that shit look like a spot in the A

These niggas jogging in place and they standing in line

Till somebody rhyme bout beating me, then they start dancing in line

And if swag was a crime, I’d be doing life plus 30

With my ice on early, in all gold knight sterling

Try to cook a brick off a George Foreman

Take a girl, it’ll start spoiling

Living room floor look like a nigga going bowling

[Hook]

[Outro:]

I say it’s my time to get it, my time to shine

I need a hustling trophy, it’s my kind of grind

It’s my time to get it, my time to shine

I need a hustling trophy, it’s my kind of grind, bitch