[Hook: [x2] What we do we go high? We doin' it all Ooh the girls, wanna vibe with us tonight I'm in the middle of the with my niggas and we all fucked up Screamin' hell yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Nicki Yeah, I see you on the Forbes yet Swear to God, I see you in the stores yet Donatella on the Pretty gang in the of my corvette Got my best rangers and benzes Plus all my menses, Louie V This is how you feel you winning Man been rocking with me since the beginning, innin' This is the stress end Feel ill when you never got a ends in the press when Paparazzi in the bushes with the stretch Say cheese to up on the double R, pop clutch on them And them strippers ain't mad when I on them Russell simmons game Put a rush on Send a GT vodka, on top, uh Mafia money eatin' pasta VMA's, I was good Front row, yea, always in a chair The bad boo But the cheer That's why my pocket on like the good gear, yeah Yeah,
Parker] [x2] What we do we go high? We it all night Ooh the girls, they wanna vibe with us I'm in the middle of the club my niggas and we all fucked up hell yeah, hell yeah
[Verse 2: Nicki But boring as fuck, though Why these bitches in the so cutthroat? Why they can't just let Nicki live? Why they gotta the wrath to know Nicki is Not playin, for real When they go the kid it's gon' cost for real Came straight from the with the cross appeal That's why these big names wanna the deal I'll take it, sign on the dotted But I'm quick to the check a bitch if she line out Mike, Darnell, and Nigel Why bums so mad that the queen on idol Say cheese to When see me on the screen check E! for that Bitches on the kid I leave for that Intimidated by my (ora) where Rita at? a GT vodka In a Me and my bitches and Osaka BET, I was there row, yea, always in a good chair Why the fuck would I when I'm good here? Let me send a twitpic of my good hair, Yeah,
[Hook: Parker] we do when we go high? We it all night Ooh the girls, they wanna vibe with us I'm in the middle of the club with my niggas and we all up hell yeah, hell yeah