Keys Under Palm Trees Nicki Minaj

[Intro]
Aphilliates!

[Verse 1]
Hear the Devil callin', I can hear 'em
It's like, I get chills down my spine, when I'm near him
Man, I'm a tad too bad, I don't fear him
I don't need the preachers, I'm the high priestess (Kyuh, kyuh)
Everywhere I go, I get "Hi, nice to meet you"
Bitches know I beast this, I'm the fashionistis
And they know, I stay around the white, like a groom (Huh)
Look up in the sky, I see somebody on a broom (Woah, oh)
I think I'm gettin' hi-high-hi-high, on my own supply (Uh-huh)
Yellin' "Rastafari! " when I'm ridin' by
See, I used to be the wife, of a king (Yeah)
Back when I was smugglin' them things, in the bing (Holiday Season!)
Now that I'm a boss bitch, it's a win-win (Uh-huh)
Come to Mr. Chow's, or meet me in Chin-Chin (Okay)
Now I get'cha ching & my name bells ring - (What up?)
Oops, I mean my name ring bells, ding ding! (Kyuh, kyuh)

[Chorus]
I'm in Jamaica with them keys, under palm trees
The leprechaun sees, what my palm reads
And if my heart seize, please call my aunties
I think them girls tellin', I hear them boys yellin'
I'm in Jamaica with them keys, under palm trees
The leprechaun sees, what my palm reads
And if my heart seize, please call my aunties
I think them girls tellin', I hear them boys yellin' (Boys yellin', boys yellin')
(Trap-A-Holics)