Beyoncé - Partition

See me up in the club with 50 of the girls
Posted in the back with my things on my grill
Brooklyn brim with my eyes sittin' low
Every boy in here with me got that smoke
Every girl in here got to look me up and down
All on Instagram, cake by the pound
Circulate the image every time I come around
G's up tell me how I'm lookin' babe

Boy this all for you just walk my way
Just tell me how its lookin' babe
I do this all for you baby just take aim
And tell me how its lookin babe
Lookin' babe

Drop the bass mane the bass get lower
Radio say speed it up I just go slower
High like treble, pumping on them mids
Ya man ain't never seen a booty like this
And why you think ya keep my name rollin off your tongue
'Cause when you he want to smash I'll just write another one
I sneezed on the beat and the beat got sicker
Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor

Driver roll up the partition please
Driver roll up the partition please
I don't need you seeing 'yonce on her knees
Took 45 minutes to get all dressed up
We ain't even gonna make it to this club
Now my mascara running, red lipstick smudged
Oh he so horny, he want to fuck
He bucked all my buttons, he ripped my blouse
He Monica Lewinski all on my gown

Oh there daddy, d-daddy didn't bring the towel
Oh baby, b-baby we slow it down
Took 45 minutes to get all dressed up
We ain't even gonna make it to this club

Take all of me
I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like
The kind of girl you like, girl you like
Take all of me
I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like
The kinda girl you like
Is right here with me

Driver roll up the partition fast
Driver roll up the partition fast
Over there I swear I saw them cameras flash
Handprints and footprints on my glass
Handprints and good grips all on my ass
Private show with the music blasting
He like to call me Peaches when we get this nasty
Red wine drip, talk that trash
Chauffer eavesdropping trying not to crash

Oh there daddy, d-daddy now you ripped my fur
Oh baby, b-baby be sweatin' on my hair
Took 45 minutes to get all dressed up
We ain't even gonna make it to this club

Take all of me
I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like
The kind of girl you like, girl you like
Take all of me
I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like
The kinda girl you like
Is right here with me

Take all of me
I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like
The kind of girl you like, girl you like
Take all of me
I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like
The kinda girl you like
Is right here with me

Beyoncé - Drunk in Love ft. JAY Z

I've been drinking, I've been drinking
I get filthy when that liquor get into me
I've been thinking, I've been thinking
Why can't I keep my fingers off you, baby?
I want you, na na
Why can't I keep my fingers off you, baby?
I want you, na na
Cigars on ice, cigars on ice
Feeling like an animal with these cameras all in my grill
Flashing lights, flashing lights
You got me faded, faded, faded
Baby, I want you, na na
Can't keep your eyes off my fatty
Daddy, I want you, na na
Drunk in love, I want you
We woke up in the kitchen saying
"How the hell did this shit happen?"
Oh baby, drunk in love we be all night
Last thing I remember is our
Beautiful bodies grinding off in that club
Drunk in love
We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love
We be all night, and everything alright
No complaints for my body, so fluorescent under these lights
Boy, I'm drinking, walking in my l'assemblage
I'm grubbing on the rope, grubbing if you scared, call that ribbon
Boy, I'm drinking, get my brain right
I'm on the Cognac, gangster wife
Newer sheets, he'd swear that I like washed rags, he wet up
Boy, I'm drinking, I'm sinking on the mic 'til my boy toys
Then I fill the tub up halfway then riding with my surfboard
Surfboard, surfboard
Graining on that wood, graining, graining on that wood
I'm swerving on that, swerving, swerving on that big body Benz
Serving all this, swerv, surfing all of this good, good
We woke up in the kitchen saying
"How the hell did this shit happen?"
Oh baby, drunk in love we be all night
Last thing I remember is our
Beautiful bodies grinding off in that club
Drunk in love
We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love
Hold up
That D'USSÉ is the shit if I do say so myself
If I do say so myself, if I do say so myself
Hold up, stumble all in the house tryna backup all that mouth
That you had all in the car, talking 'bout you the baddest bitch thus far
Talking 'bout you be reppin' that verb, wanna see all that shit I heard
Know I sling Clint Eastwood, hope you can handle this curve
Foreplay in the foyer, fucked up my Warhol
Slid the panties right to the side
Ain't got the time to take draws off, on site
Catch a charge I might, beat the box up like Mike
In '97 I bite, I'm Ike, Turner, turn up
Baby no I don't play, now eat the cake, Annie Mae
Said, "Eat the cake, Annie Mae!"
I'm nice, for y'all to reach these heights we gon' need G3
4, 5, 6 flights, sleep tight
We sex again in the morning, your breasteses is my breakfast
We going in, we be all night
Love, love
We be all night, love, love
Never tired, never tired
I been sippin, that's the only thing keeping me on fire, me on fire
To me it's feeling like all of my entire life I've been drinking
Watermelon
I want your body right here, daddy I want you, right now
Can't keep your eyes off my fatty
Daddy I want you
We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love

Nicki Minaj - Pills N Potions

Pills n potions
We're overdosin'
I'm angry but I still love you
Pills n potions
We’re overdosin'
Can't stand it but I still love you

I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love, I still lo-o-ove
I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love

I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love, I still lo-o-ove
I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love

Ayo, they could never make me hate you
Even though what you was doin’ wasn’t tasteful
Even though you out here lookin’ so ungrateful
I'mma keep it movin’ be classy and graceful
I told 'em it’s no friends in the game, you ain’t learned that yet
All the bridges you came over, don’t burn that yet
Niggas want respect, but niggas ain't earned that yet
Self-righteous and entitled but they swearin' on the Bible that they love you
When really they no different from all your rivals
But I still don’t wish death on ‘em
I just reflect on 'em

Pills n potions
We're overdosin'
I'm angry but I still love you
Pills n potions
We’re overdosin'
Can't stand it but I still love you

I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love, I still lo-o-ove
I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love

I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love, I still lo-o-ove
I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love

Yo, people will love you and support you when it’s beneficial
I'mma forgive, I won't forget, but I'mma dead the issue
Soon as you out a nigga’s life is when they start to miss you
They see you doin' good now it’s kinda hard to diss you
Niggas be sick when they remember all the bad they wished you
Niggas be mad when they can't come and live lavish with you
But I sped off in a Benzy
I see the envy when I’m causin' a frenzy
So I pop pills for 'em
Cop cribs in the hills on ‘em

Pills n potions
We're overdosin'
I'm angry but I still love you
Pills n potions
We’re overdosin'
Can't stand it but I still love you

I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love, I still lo-o-ove
I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love

I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love, I still lo-o-ove
I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love

I get high off your memory
I get high off your memory
I get high off your memory
In due time we’ll be fine
In due time

I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love, I still lo-o-ove
I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love

I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love, I still lo-o-ove
I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love, I still love

Nicki Minaj, Cassie - The Boys

He said he came from Jamaica, he owned a couple acres
A couple fake visas ’cause he never got his papers
Gave up on love fucking with them heart breakers
But he was getting money with the movers and the shakers
He was mixed with a couple things, bald like a couple rings
Bricks in the condo and grams to sing-sing
Left arm, baby mother tatted
5-year bid up North when they ratted
Anyway I felt him, helped him, put him on lock, seat-belt him
Took him out to Belgium, welcome
Bitches this pretty, that’s seldom
This box better than the box he was held in
I’m Momma Dee in that order, I call him Daddy like daughters
He like it when I get drunk, but I like it when he be sober
That’s top of the toppa, I never fuck with beginners
I let him play with my pussy then lick it off of his fingers, I’m in the zone

They holler at me, but it’s you, you, this ain’t high school
Me and my crew, we can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want, whip it whenever you want
Baby it’s yours
Anywhere, everywhere, baby it’s your world, ain’t it? (alright)
Baby it’s your world, ain’t it?

Uh, she got a nigga at home and one on the side
Best friend is a dyke, they fucked around a few times
Her and her momma alike, so all they do is fight
I tell her “make me some money”, she tell me “make me a wife”
I tell that bitch “you crazy, fuck wrong with you?”
And excuse my French, but I’m a long kisser
And then she try to tell me I’m the only one that’s hitting
And I say “what about them niggas?” She say: “what about them niggas?”
You right, what you doing tonight?
Put on something tight, don’t judge me, I’d get life
She love me like a brother, but fuck me like a husband
Pussy like a oven, too hot to put my tongue in
All I had to do is rub it, the genie out the bottle
Pussy so wet, I’mma need goggles
She tell me that’s it’s mine, I tell her “stop lying, mine and who else?”
She say worry about yourself Lil Tune

They holler at me, but it’s you, you, this ain’t high school
Me and my crew, we can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want, whip it whenever you want
Baby it’s yours
Anywhere, everywhere, baby it’s your world, ain’t it?
Baby it’s your world, ain’t it?

I know you want it boy, I see you tryin’
Just keep on pushing, I’mma let you slide in
Just close your eyes and, this horizon
It’s ready, come get you some
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Nicki Minaj, Cassie - The Boys

Punch line Queen, no boxer though
Might pull up in a Porsche, no boxster though
Tell a hater, "Yo don't you got cocks to blow?"
Tell them Kangaroo Nick, I'll box a ho
And they said I got 5 in a possible
Don't go against Nicki, impossible
I done came through with my wrist on Popsicle
Man these hoes couldn't ball with a Tosticle, nigga

Your lipstick stain
Smells like a cheap hotel
Diamond watches and a gold chain
Can't make my frown turn around

The Boys always spending all their money on love
The Boys always spending all their money on love

They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it
Clone it, own it, Yeah yeah
Dial it, Dial it paper chase it get that money
Yeah yeah

You get high and fuck a bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you have the time of your life
I hope I don't lose it tonight

Bald head pussy got lots of juice
Lop-sided on the curb so I block the coupes
Watch the deuce
Man I'm stingy with my cuttie cat daddy
Did you ever really love me steebie, rr'
Pull up in the rr'
Wrist on burr
Pussy on purr-purr
I don't even brake when I'm backing up
I'll swerve on a nigga if he acting up
I done pushed more sixes then a play date
Get money by the millions, fuck a day rate nigga

Your bossed up swag
Got them drooling like a new born babe
The dollars in they eyes
Got them blinded by a Masquerade

The Boys always spending all their money on love
The Boys always spending all their money on love
They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it
Clone it, own it, Yeah yeah
Dial it, Dial it paper chase it get that money
Yeah yeah

You get high and fuck a bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you have the time of your life
I hope I don't lose it tonight

I put all you bitches on to them good lace fronts
Girls is my sons, carried them for 8 months
And yes you're Pre-Mature
Young Money to the Core
I might give you a ticket so you can come see the tour
Oh that's your new girl ?
That's that Mid Grade
Buck 50 on yo face with the switch blade
Or the Razor
Yeah the Razor
She my son yeah
But I ain't Raise her
Goose me hater
I get that Loose leaf Paper
Them V-Necks be studded out
T-Rex be gutted out
Told Nicki be chilling them
I'mma keep hurting they feelings
Because you'll never be Jordan
You couldn't even be Pippen
You couldn't even be tripping
You can't afford a vacation
I'm out in Haiti with Haitians
I go to Asia with Asians
You mad dusty, you a lil dusty possum
I just come through with the six like my name was Blossom

You get high and fuck a bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you have the time of your life
I hope I don't lose it tonight

You get high and fuck a bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you have the time of your life
I hope I don't lose it tonight

The Boys always spending all their money on love
The Boys always spending all their money on love
The Boys always spending all their money on love
The Boys always spending all their money on love

Uh huh, Pretty Gang, Young Money, Cassie

Nicki Minaj - Pound The Alarm

Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter, and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Yo, what I gotta do to show these girls that I own 'em
Some call me Nicki, and some call me Roman
Skeeza, pleeza, I'm in Ibiza
Giuseppe Zanotti, my own sneaker
Sexy, sexy that's all I do
If you need a bad bitch
Let me call a few
Pumps on and them little mini skirts is out
I see some good girls, I'mma turn 'em out
OK bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle
I'm a bad bitch, no mussel, hey?
Bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle
I'm a bad bitch, no mussel, let's go

Music, makes me, high

Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter, and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down

Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!

I wanna do it for the night, night
So get me now, and knock this over
I wanna do it like you like, like
Come get me, baby we're not getting younger
I just want you tonight, night
Baby we won't do it for life

Music, makes me, high

Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter, and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down

Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
Alarm, alarm, alarm, alarm

Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter, and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down

Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!

Nicki Minaj - I Am Your Leader ft. Cam'Ron, Rick Ross

Look sucker, this my gun butter
Street fighter bitches, this the up cutter
Nunchucka', no time to ducka'
Sign of the cross, cause this is her last suppa'
Play with me, check who came with me
I bought a couple 9′s, plus the k's with me
I breeze through queens to check some bad bitches
I stunt so hard, assess the damages
'Cause this that aw, this is that aw
And yes I body bitches go get the bandages
Young yummy, fuck you got from me
I hate a phony bitch that front that chunk chummy
I'm me top shotta' drop the top toppa'
Big fat pussy with a icy watch

I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick

When I fly, it's one letter and one number
You wack hoes could get hot for one summer
After that the queen will still reign here,
I'm Santa Claus to these hoes without a reindeer
St. nick. ross, hey rick. I just got a toy, cost eight fifty
Now I'm in the hood, niggas is getting woodies
Hit the hot topic, nicki minaj hoodies
I'm a brand, bitch, I'm a brand
Go to harlem, and get Cam
It's dipset, get your dick wet
Boarded the big jet, and got a big check
Now you tell me, who the fuck is winning
I'm on my russel simmon, nicki denim nicki linen

I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick

Jealous niggas is gossipin, watch me tie up my laces
Bitches be jocking, tell by the look on they faces
8 digits I'm clocking, a lot of gold in my bracelet
7 figures on watches, I told my mama I made it
Made a deal for my project, just give me 10 mill I'm gravy
I went back to the projects, and 2 mill in mercedes
I get hit from your lady, have her bill me later
I'm on school with the hustle, just gave rihanna my pager
Heart break hotel, I'm in the 8 rise suite
Rolls royce wood, I'm talking play off seat
Know that boy busy balling I like to play all week
Monday night with the raw, I'm Vince McMahon with a beat
Power slamming them hammers I get you handled for free
So where the fuck is her manners, she gives brain while I tweet
DM, in the BM, you see 'em, the bucket, you love it
Motherfuckers on my dick, suck it

I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick [x2]

See the car is european but got imported from tokyo
Looking like a shark, the nose call it pinocchio
Well off, wealthy, L.V. logo
Middle of july but the wrist on snowflow
Only do the Aspens, y'all got a Poconos
I'm sunny and you must sun
Ride the whip, 5 on the hip, live with the pies got 9 for the flip
High with a bitch, she cry for the dick, oh my know why? I'm fly as it gets
Now I need an aspirin
She said, "You're only cam'ron",
Girlfriend you don't know cam'ron from nowhere
So don't go tampering, you're just a nail I hammer
Never girl that's on my camera
My name you cannot slander at all girl – watch your manners
She run and tell her mother, "I think I love him nana"
Because you sat up on my lap? nah, I ain't santa.
They call me pot piper, OJ no glove, I knife her.
Never be a lifer, even do right cause
Why would I fight her? don't even like her

I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick [x2]