Songs Lyrics: Nicki Minaj

I Luv Dem Strippers

Let's play big bank take little bank

You are looking at a shark in a fish tank

When I'm in the kitchen, I make plenty cash

Tell shawty come here, she got plenty ass

Yeah, I love them strippers

Yeah, I love them strippers

Yeah, I love them strippers

Yeah, I love them strippers

In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine

So when I back back, I'm fronting on you niggas

First I pack back, Louis backpack

Where's Paris Hilton? Where's Kat Stacks?

I'm Rambo with this ammunition, my camo come from Tru Religion

Them broke hoes can't pay attention

Your cutie missing, New Edition

Mr. Telephone man, there's something wrong with my line

When I call my baby's number, I get a click every time

Every line is dope, you can snort it

Working in the pot, I can make you do aerobics

I'm haterphobic, they mad cause I'm winning

They busy high and catching, mad cause I'm pinching

All my bitches different, all my diamonds glistening

My weed so loud, everybody listen

They say it's for the birds, so I bought a kilo

My Boost Mobile chirping, it must be my amigo

Yeah, I love them strippers

Yeah, I love them strippers

Yeah, I love them strippers

Yeah, I love them strippers

In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine

So when I back back, I'm fronting on you niggas

2 Chainz, you fucking crazy, muhfuckas know, I'm fucking crazy

Fuck wrong with these bitches lately?

Bitches better get on they knees and praise me

Bitch, I rep that Rich Gang, where's Stunna? Where's Wayne?

That's red on my wristband, SB, Mack Maine

Tell Tyga, lookin' for this bitch called Blac Chyna

Take a nigga bitch in a hot flash, menopause hot flash

Yes, that's why I'm crowned queen

And I ain't lookin' for the prom king

These hoes' careers ain't promising

Killing these bitches, crime scene

Ohh, that's how a bitch do it

Fifty black trucks gonna follow when I pull up

This shit hit you in the chin, like a pull up

My door so cocky, my door so stuck up

Ohh, hop up out the space car

Bitches, stay pressed, I call them a space bar (Bar)

Man, I wish a bitch would

Hundred-thousand dollar engine, I wish a bitch could

Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)

Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)

Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)

Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)

In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine

So when I back, back, I'm fronting on you niggas

Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)

Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)

Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)

Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)

In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine

So when I back, back, I'm fronting on you niggas

Wait I don't even think these niggas understood what the fuck I just said

I said, hundred-thousand dollar engine

I wish a bitch could, like the little engine that could, ya dig!

2 Chainz (Kyuh)