作詞：Robert S. KellySean CombsChristopher Wallace
作曲：Robert S. KellySean CombsChristopher Wallace
Woo
Yeah, Young Money
Trigga Trey
Let's get it
Burrr
No I ain't tryna flex, no ceilings you can see who's in it
If we're talking about sex, girl you know that I invented that
And I'm on to the next
That's unless you bring a friend who with it
Oh, I'm sorry, Oh, you mad that I came to the party?
Like, oh no no, you took your girl to the club and now she gone, gone, gone
Now she asking me when I'm taking her, home, home, home
I tell her "let's go" long as you know, cause I know ,when we get along
I'm touchin' you tonight, I'm lovin' you tonight (Wait no)
I'm loving' you, girl, you must be used to spendin' putting in that time
Touchin', lovin', fuckin' can't make up my mind (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I'm lovin' you (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (Wait nope) I'm fuckin' you
Girl you fucking with the best, take a picture while I'm deep up in it
Oh-oh-oh, and if they living right next, then I bet they know my name in a minute
(Trigga) Let me feel your body sweating, I promise I'll keep your body dripping
Oh, I'm sorry, niggas mad 'cause I came to the party?
Like, oh no no no, you took your girl to the club and now she gone, gone, gone
Now she asking me when I'm taking her, home, home, home
I tell her "let's go" long as you know, cause I know ,when we get along
I'm touchin' you tonight, I'm lovin' you tonight (Wait nope)
I'm fuckin' you, girl, you must be used to spendin' putting in that time
Touchin', lovin', fuckin' can't make up my mind (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I'm lovin' you (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (Wait nope) I'm crushing' you
Sometimes I tell 'em I love 'em because I just wanna fuck 'em
I never love 'em, I cuff 'em and when we done I'mma duck 'em
He Ferragamo the buckle, he Louis V on the duffel
The pussy is wetter than puddles, I ride his dick like a shuttle
I said real niggas let real bitches come first
And real bitches been bad bitches from birth
Uh, k-k-kiss him when he cumin (oh)
M-m-make more money last year than Mister Drummond
Oh-oh-oh, he like it when I ride it slow
I'm touchin' you tonight, I'm lovin' you tonight (Wait no)
I'm fuckin' you, girl, you must be used to spendin' putting in that time
Touchin', lovin', fuckin' can't make up my mind (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Nicki you know that I love ya (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (Wait nope) and I really wanna touch ya
What you mean? Wait...no, like what?
Better act like you know niggas, it's Nicki Minaj. (uh, huh)
