| Lyrics | Song |
|---|
| I mean he was Adam, I think I was Eve But my vision ends with the apple on the tree | |
| All these haters mad because I’m so established. | |
| you always told me forget the haters just get my money, just get my weght up. | |
| Ohh, yo, hit em with the blow. Look out n the crowd and everybody's yelling noo! | |
| Mami you bad, but Nicki is badder Step your cookies up; go get you a ladder | |
| Monster, you know it wouldn’t be proper If we didn’t return with a big rocket launcher | |
| Excuse me, I'm sorry, I'm really such a lady I rep Young Money You know Slim, Baby? | |
| Look how you go on in all your ice You pretty and you nice You done want Nicki as your wife | |
| I am not Jasmine, I'm Aladdin So far ahead, these bums is laggin' | |
| I done penny, nickel, dimed, I done coined da phrase | |
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