Other Exercises
The Boys 
Hard
by Nicki Minaj & Cassie
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Punchline queen no box to dough
Might pull up in a porshe no box to dough
Tell the hater yo don’t you have sh-t to blow
Til I’m kangaroo nick, I’ll box the hoe
I got five in the pastel boat
Don’t go against in pastel boat
Other king do it my wrist more popsicle
Menie’s home couldn’t ball with a testicle
Your lipstick stains
Smells like a cheap hotel
Diamond watches and a gold chain
Can’t make my frown around
The boys always all their money on love
The boys always spending all their money on love
They wanna touch it
Taste it, see it, feel it
Bone it, own it, yeah yeah
Diamonds are a paper chaser
Get money, yeah yeah
You get high crock a whole 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...
Ball head, you got lots of juice
Last I dont the curves, so I block to coops
Watch the deuce, man
I sting it and my kitty cat did it
Did you ever really love ms tebby
(Prrr) up in a (prr) whist on (prr) we on (prr)
I don’t even break, when I’m backing up
I swerve on a nickel at the acting up
I done pushing more than the play date
money by the millions
Fork off daybreak, oven
Your bossed stuck swag
Got ‘em drooling like a new born bag
The dollars in eyes
Got lining by a masquerade
The boys always spending all their on love
The always spending all their money on love
They wanna touch it
Taste it, see it, feel it
Bone it, own it, yeah yeah
are a paper chaser
Get money, yeah yeah
You get high crock a whole bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you, the time of your life
I hope I, don’t it tonight...
I know you pursuing
To them good lace friends
Girls is my my suns
Carry them for 8 months
And yes you premature
Young money to the core
I might get you a ticket
So you can come see the truth
Oh that’s your new girl
That’s the mid grey
By 50, you in your face
the blaze
Or the razor... she my sun khia
But I aint raised her
Lose me hey girl I get that loosely paper
There’ll be next be studied
Our t rex they got it
I told them be chilling
I’m lucky putting the fillings
Because you never be joining
You couldn’t even be picking
You couldn’t even be tripping
You can’t afford other kitchen
I mighta hate relations
I go to where asian
You may dust it, you were dusty pastel
I might just come through with the six
Like my name was blossom
You get high crock a bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you, have the time of life
I hope I, don’t lose it tonight
You get high crock a whole 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 money on love
The boys always all their money on love
The boys all their money on love
...
Might pull up in a porshe no box to dough
Tell the hater yo don’t you have sh-t to blow
Til I’m kangaroo nick, I’ll box the hoe
I got five in the pastel boat
Don’t go against in pastel boat
Other king do it my wrist more popsicle
Menie’s home couldn’t ball with a testicle
Your lipstick stains
Smells like a cheap hotel
Diamond watches and a gold chain
Can’t make my frown around
The boys always all their money on love
The boys always spending all their money on love
They wanna touch it
Taste it, see it, feel it
Bone it, own it, yeah yeah
Diamonds are a paper chaser
Get money, yeah yeah
You get high crock a whole 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...
Ball head, you got lots of juice
Last I dont the curves, so I block to coops
Watch the deuce, man
I sting it and my kitty cat did it
Did you ever really love ms tebby
(Prrr) up in a (prr) whist on (prr) we on (prr)
I don’t even break, when I’m backing up
I swerve on a nickel at the acting up
I done pushing more than the play date
money by the millions
Fork off daybreak, oven
Your bossed stuck swag
Got ‘em drooling like a new born bag
The dollars in eyes
Got lining by a masquerade
The boys always spending all their on love
The always spending all their money on love
They wanna touch it
Taste it, see it, feel it
Bone it, own it, yeah yeah
are a paper chaser
Get money, yeah yeah
You get high crock a whole bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you, the time of your life
I hope I, don’t it tonight...
I know you pursuing
To them good lace friends
Girls is my my suns
Carry them for 8 months
And yes you premature
Young money to the core
I might get you a ticket
So you can come see the truth
Oh that’s your new girl
That’s the mid grey
By 50, you in your face
the blaze
Or the razor... she my sun khia
But I aint raised her
Lose me hey girl I get that loosely paper
There’ll be next be studied
Our t rex they got it
I told them be chilling
I’m lucky putting the fillings
Because you never be joining
You couldn’t even be picking
You couldn’t even be tripping
You can’t afford other kitchen
I mighta hate relations
I go to where asian
You may dust it, you were dusty pastel
I might just come through with the six
Like my name was blossom
You get high crock a bunch of girls
And then cry on top of the world
I hope you, have the time of life
I hope I, don’t lose it tonight
You get high crock a whole 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 money on love
The boys always all their money on love
The boys all their money on love
...
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