Intro
Nicki Minaj
It's that time again
Frankie motherfuckin' P
Fergie, come out and play
Chorus
MadeinTYO
Move your hips, okay
When I beu2005leavin',u2005she tell meu2005to stay [Ooh
Move your hips, okay
Whenu2005I be leavin', she tell me to stay [Skrrt
Move youru205fhips,u205fokay
Whenu205fI be leavin',u205fshe tell meu205fto stay [Ooh
Move your hips, okay
When I be leavin', she tell me to stay [Yeah, yeah, yeah, go]
Verse 1
A$AP Ferg
Diamonds all on my gums [Gums, yeah
Talkin' my shit, I got runs [Got runs
Hole in my jeans like I'm Grunge [Grunge
Fuckin' that bitch in the buns [Buns
She suck on my dick 'til it's numb [Yeah, numb
Pockets is fat like The Klumps [Klumps
Rappers is lookin' like lunch [Yum
I'm makin' a meal when I munch, woo [Let's go, woo
Move your hips, okay
When I be leaving she tell me to stay, ooh [Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got a new loft in Harlem
No, Fergie ain't move to LA, woo [Ferg
Burberry on my collar, ooh
Diamonds, they sit in my face, woo [Ah
You don't want no problems, ooh
Frankie P set 'em ablaze, ooh [Ah]
Chorus
MadeinTYO
Move your hips, okay
When I be leavin', she tell me to stay [Ooh
Move your hips, okay
When I be leavin', she tell me to stay [Skrrt
Move your hips, okay
When I be leavin', she tell me to stay [Ooh
Move your hips, okay
When I be leavin', she tell me to stay [Yeah, yeah, yeah, go]
Verse 2
Nicki Minaj & A$AP Ferg
All of you bitches is food
If you the opps, you gon' be singin' the blues
Feelin' like Bishop in Juice
Word to my dude, this Jimmy Choo on my shoes
All of my niggas is makks
This is a fact, this ain't no cap app
All of my bitches is bad, word to my dad
They know we get to the bag
Move my hips, okay
Tell him to go, then I tell him to stay, hey
Baby, it's okay
I have been havin' one hell of a day, yay
Saint Laurent all on my shades
Then I pull up in a cherry Mercedes, yay
Strawberry shortcake hair
Chinese bangs with my two braids, ayy
Straight from outta Queens, headed to Harlem now
I got the panda mink on and it's growlin' now
Already bodied "Plain Jane" and we mobbin' now
That's 'cause all these fake niggas try to rob my style
Yo, these bitches really be slow, tell 'em I'm Billy the G.O.A.T.
I'm gettin' that dough, my neck and my wrist really glow
My model bitch all up in Vogue
All up in Vogue, pardon my Versace robe
Streak in my hair like I'm Rogue
Nigga, you know, you better not tip on your toes
They grippin' the 40 below [Ah]
Chorus
MadeinTYO
Move your hips, okay
When I be leavin', she tell me to stay [Ooh
Move your hips, okay
When I be leavin', she tell me to stay [Skrrt
Move your hips, okay
When I be leavin', she tell me to stay [Ooh
Move your hips, okay
When I be leavin', she tell me to stay [Yeah, yeah, yeah, go]