Fuck Da Bullshit Young Money (Ft. Birdman)

[Intro: Birdman & Nicki Minaj]
Yeah, cut it up, gimme a light
Yeah, and by the way, nigga
It's Young Mula, First Lady
Ugh, yo, yo

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Let us begin with a bad lil' specimen
Balenciagas, only things I be steppin' in
Pucci bathing suits, only thing I'm dressin' in
'Cause I get wetter than a navy seal veteran
Got-Got 'em writin love letters in they jour-n-al
Keep 'em on they toes like a midget at the urinal
Bad-Bad-B-B-B-B-Bad as I wanna be
She ain't bad, she a sad little wannabe

[Interlude: Birdman & Gudda Gudda]
Yeah, fuck the bullshit
It's big money poppin', Young Mula
Yeah, just like that
What up, young nigga? Let's go
Gudda, brrrat! Uh

[Verse 2: Gudda Gudda]
Okay, we runnin' this shit, when we walk in the building
Got bitches from wall to wall, hoes hangin' from the ceiling
Young Money, we 'bout to kill 'em, I promise I make a million
And if they didn't have no hands, I'll bet them bitches gon' feel 'em
I'm talkin' money and power, you getting money? I doubt it
Fresher than baby powder, with your bitch in the shower
That pussy, I'ma devour, I beat it up 'til it's sour
No need for you to even trip, bitch, I'll be done in a hour, let's go