[Intro: Nicki Minaj]
Eardrummers
Mhm, Young Money, uh huh, mhm
Yo, hold up, hold up, mhm
Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, hold up, hold up, hold up, okay, hold up
You see a bad bitch coming through, yo, what’s the hold up?
I’m in that new new, me and New New when I roll up
I tell the valet, “Park my Benz and bring the Rolls up”
Yo, hold up, hold up, hold up, okay, hold up
He see me lookin’ pretty every time he scroll up
Might gotta let the blicky hit you if you stroll up
Now put your hands up, it’s a hold up
Run me the money (Go!)

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]
‘Cause I be the baddie B, Barbie tings, banging body B (Go!)
Everybody be on my D, yo, I gotta be (Go!) in reality
Suck a D if you doubted me
Back of the ‘Bach, back of the ‘Bach
Back of the ‘Bach, back of the ‘Bach (Woo!)
Who on Barbie D? Who on Barbie D? Everybody (Go!)
Ooh, you gotta see, honestly, on my odyssey (Go!)
I’m the baddest B, I don’t even know how to speak
Hat to the, hat to the back and relax, you in the back of the ‘Bach
(Come on!)

[Pre-Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
See, a bitch got more coins than a game room
So we ain’t ever hatin’ in TheShadeRoom
See, I keep my sons in a playroom
So me and you ain’t ever in the same room

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
I tell him eat the cookie ’cause it’s good for him
And when he eat the cookie he got good form
He know I don’t never cheat because I’m good to him
Might gotta have his baby, nurses yellin’ “push” for him
You see I let him eat the cookie ’cause it’s good for him
And whenever he eat the cookie he got good form
He know that when I’m pullin’ up, I’m in a good foreign
I be like, ooh, he love me, ooh, he love me, good for him
Come on, come on, come on
I be like ooh, he love me, ooh, he love me, good for him
Come on

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
I slick, slick drop the top like nip slips
So he tryna smash like when the whip flips
I hit licks just to floss with this wrist
And when I leave my bitches, we all say, “Kiss, kiss”
I’m in that new new De La Renta, channeling Bugs Bunny
‘Cause all I want is karats and some big drug money
I’m only loyal to the niggas that’ll bust guns for me
The jig up, it’s a stick up, run me the money (Go!)

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]
‘Cause I be the baddie B, Barbie tings, banging body B (Go!)
Everybody be on my D, yo, I gotta be (Go!) in reality
Suck a D if you doubted me
Back of the ‘Bach, back of the ‘Bach
Back of the ‘Bach, back of the ‘Bach (Woo!)
Who on Barbie D? Who on Barbie D? Everybody (Go!)
Ooh, you gotta see, honestly, on my odyssey (Go!)
I’m the baddest B, I don’t even know how to speak
Hat to the, hat to the back and relax, you in the back of the ‘Bach
(Come on!)

[Pre-Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
See, a bitch get more press than a keypad
Before you suck me off, get a knee pad
See, I pull the strings like a tea bag
I’m prolly with my jeweler playin’ freeze tag

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
I tell him eat the cookie ’cause it’s good for him
And when he eat the cookie, he got good form
He know I don’t never cheat because I’m good to him
Might gotta have his baby, nurses yellin’ “push” for him
You see I let him eat the cookie ’cause it’s good for him
And whenever he eat the cookie, he got good form
He know that when I’m pullin’ up, I’m in a good foreign
I be like ooh, he love me, ooh, he love me, good for him
Come on, come on, come on
I be like ooh, he love me, ooh, he love me, good for him
Come on

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne & Nicki Minaj]
Barbie, (Yes?) I think you gnarly (Ooh)
I think you fly, these other bitches just larvae (Haha)
When you make that ass jump like my heartbeat
And if you let me eat the pussy, then it’s shark week
“Hello, may I speak to Tunechi?” May I ask who’s callin’?
Everybody got the juice without a glass to pour it
I want my cake and eat it, too, and after that, I’m starving
I feel like Adam, but I’m ’bout to eat a apple on you, uh
Rollie on the right side, now y’all on my time
Please get off my dick before it turn into a pipe bomb
Eyes lookin’ like I’m somewhere outta Taiwan
Faded as fuck as always, hi mom
Look dude, I’ll stomp your ass out in my good shoes
Be my foot stool
Told my lawyer don’t call me ‘less it’s good news
Then my phone started ringing off the hook, snooze, brrr

[Outro: Nicki Minaj & Lil Wayne]
‘Cause I be the baddie, B
Young Money, it’s a army
He ain’t into toys, but he fuck with the Barbie
It’s the president, Monica what they call me
Nicki the ninja, Nicki the boss, Nicki the harajuku, ah
Remix, baby
Mula
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ti po don me mu me nejt
Veq ti e din qe skam kohë-ohë, skam kohë
Ata tjert jan tu flejt
Veq une e di qe skam kohë-ohë, skam kohë
Qa po fol pse po rren?
Lale, lale, skam kohë-ohë, skam kohë
Ti po don me mu me nejt
Veq ti e din qe skam kohë-ohë, skam kohë

[part 1: Zuna]
Ich hab’ wieder keine Zeit, keine Zeit
Denn die Farbe Lila will nicht komm’n von allein
Du bist am lächeln, doch ich spüre deinen Neid
Kannst nicht schlafen, denn wir zieh’n an dir vorbei, bleiben Nummer eins
Ja, sie hör’n uns international
Ich fliege jeden Tag von Land zu Land
Mit Azet zu dem Spiel von Arsenal
Du bekommst, was du verdienst, von Anfang an
Ey yo
Die ganze Nacht lang, ey yo
Bin ich am ackern, ey yo
Wer will mich abfang’n? Ey yo
Immer wenn du fragst, ob ich kann
Sag’ ich: „Vielleicht hab’ ich Zeit in paar Jahr’n, irgendwann!“
Aber solang bin ich weg mit dem Joint in der Hand
Non-stop unter Stress, zünd’ ihn an, zünd’ ihn an

[Hook: Azet]
Ti po don me mu me nejt
Veq ti e din qe skam kohë-ohë, skam kohë
Ata tjert jan tu flejt
Veq une e di qe skam kohë-ohë, skam kohë
Qa po fol pse po rren?
Lale, lale, skam kohë-ohë, skam kohë
Ti po don me mu me nejt
Veq ti e din qe skam kohë-ohë, skam kohë

[Bridge: Azet]
Se jan tu lu miliona
Skam kohë, a-a veq kur tvjen nënë (nënë)
Se jan tu lu miliona
Skam kohë, a-a veq kur tvjen nënë, kur tvjen nënë

[part 2: Azet]
Seit Tagen nicht geschlafen und bin ständig unterwegs
Ich hab’ nicht mal Zeit, um ans Telefon zu geh’n
Meine Feinde reden, reden, reden, doch ich leb’
Denn die 9mm, Baby, regelt das Problem – ja, ich liebe sie
Während du chillst und mich fragst, was ich mache
Jeden Tag arbeiten, zieh’ an der Zigarre
Ich bin echt und der Rest ist Attrappe
Ey yo, ey yo, ah

[Pre-hook: Azet]
A po sheh, a po sheh ku jam kon
E ku jam tash (hahaha)
Ku jam kon

[Hook: Azet]
Ti po don me mu me nejt
Veq ti e din qe skam kohë-ohë, skam kohë
Ata tjert jan tu flejt
Veq une e di qe skam kohë-ohë, skam kohë
Qa po fol pse po rren?
Lale, lale, skam kohë-ohë, skam kohë
Ti po don me mu me nejt
Veq ti e din qe skam kohë-ohë, skam kohë

[Beidge: Azet]
Se jan tu lu miliona
Skam kohë, a-a veq kur tvjen nënë (nënë)
Se jan tu lu miliona
Skam kohë, a-a veq kur tvjen nënë

[Hook: Azet]
Ti po don me mu me nejt
Veq ti e din qe skam kohë-ohë, skam kohë
Ata tjert jan tu flejt
Veq une e di qe skam kohë-ohë, skam kohë
Qa po fol pse po rren?
Lale, lale, skam kohë-ohë, skam kohë
Ti po don me mu me nejt
Veq ti e din qe skam kohë-ohë, skam kohë

You know I want you
It’s not a secret I try to hide
I know you want me
So don’t keep saying our hands are tied
You claim it’s not in the cards
Fate is pulling you miles away
And out of reach from me
But you’re here in my heart
So who can stop me if I decide
That you’re my destiny?

What if we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine
Nothing could keep us apart
You’d be the one I was meant to find
It’s up to you, and it’s up to me
No one can say what we get to be
So why don’t we rewrite the stars?
Maybe the world could be ours
Tonight

You think it’s easy
You think I don’t want to run to you
But there are mountains
And there are doors that we can’t walk through
I know you’re wondering why
Because we’re able to be
Just you and me
Within these walls
But when we go outside
You’re going to wake up and see that it was hopeless after all

No one can rewrite the stars
How can you say you’ll be mine?
Everything keeps us apart
And I’m not the one you were meant to find
It’s not up to you
It’s not up to me
When everyone tells us what we can be
How can we rewrite the stars?
Say that the world can be ours
Tonight

All I want is to fly with you
All I want is to fall with you
So just give me all of you
It feels impossible (it’s not impossible)
Is it impossible?
Say that it’s possible

How do we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine?
Nothing can keep us apart
‘Cause you are the one I was meant to find
It’s up to you
And it’s up to me
No one can say what we get to be
And why don’t we rewrite the stars?
Changing the world to be ours

You know I want you
It’s not a secret I try to hide
But I can’t have you
We’re bound to break and my hands are tied

gringo:
Joint glüht Richtung Sonne auf leeren Magen
Gesa-Entlassung zwei Tage.
Kalter Windzug THC im Blut
Geballte Ladung la Puta Madre.
Liebeskummer wegen Luder.
Gringo hat Hunger,
Zwei Kilo Hummer
Streetfighter Charakter Blanka, Opfer ich lass dich tanzen im Tanga
Hasta la vista Motherfucker Mamasita
Waka Waka Shakira
Rainbow Super Mario hot pursuit im Radio, Piratos Haribo
Buschmann, Hasenheide, Crocodile Dundy, Anti-JZ
Hab chagi (Fußtritt) Chong Li
NB4 vier Graffiti Breakdance Melody, Jonny.B. Memories

HOOK:
Nachtschicht Bullen befragen mich
Klick-Klick Handschellen mag ich nicht.
Crackküche Kokain-Koch
Willkommen in Berlin 44-Blocks.
Nachtschicht Bullen befragen mich.
Wollen wissen wo die Ware ist.
Mac-Lights anvisiert auf Kopf.
Willkommen in Berlin 44-Blocks.

Sa4:
Ich häng mit mein Hemchos (Homies) jeder zweite verhaftet
Burnouts vor dem Block bis die Reifen zerplatzen.
Wir greifen in Kassen, wollen das grosse Para,
Bitches kleben uns am Arsch so wie Drogenfahnder.
Observation von den Bullen geht ein bisschen weit,
denn in der Gegend wird verteilt
nur für den Lebensunterhalt.
Guter Stoffwechsel mit Toz (Staub) Strecken,
bei uns lernst du durch Ottpäckchen Kopfrechnen.
M.E.K. Einsatz Durchsuchungsbefehl kenn´wir in-und auswendig so wie 2Pac CD´s.
Sonnenallee Traube-Minze im Stammcafé
In mei´m Kreis sind nur Jungs die auf´s ganze gehen.
Askers (Soldaten) drehen Runden zu Kunden auf Mofa .
Drei Kilo achtar (Gras) gebunkert im Sofa.
Das ist Rap für die harbis (echten) spiel nicht auf Artist
44-Blocks wo der Klügere nach sticht

HOOK:
Nachtschicht Bullen befragen mich
Klick-Klick Handschellen mag ich nicht.
Crackküche Kokain-Koch
Willkommen in Berlin 44-Blocks.
Nachtschicht Bullen befragen mich.
Wollen wissen wo die Ware ist.
Mac-Lights anvisiert auf Kopf.
Willkommen in Berlin 44-Blocks.

BRUDI030:
Überall Asmar und Pulver
Sechs Kugeln Gift, Unterkieferbunker.
Die Uhr tickt, Zeit läuft, graue Atmosphäre.
Aussicht Habis(Knast)kriminelle Wege.
Neukölln Nord Brennpunkt jeder tacho kennt uns.
Gringo City 4 Blocks TNT Sendung.
International chabta (Raub) auf Aral
Maske runter, Tür auf Opfer drückt Alarm.
Gnadenlos, Tatvorwurf, schuldig auf Klage.
Anwalt holt Freispruch auf zwei Gramm Nase.
Brüder sitzen wegen Kisten doch komm´wieder frei.
Neukölln vier vier uns´re Blocks Eagleeye
West Coast Classic. Flucht auf Traffic.
Tatort Apotheke, Blut auf teppich.
Jobcenter Leute stehen Reihe bis Zahltag.
Minus ausgleichen vom Vortag aywa.
Opel-Astra alles machbar
Frauen werden für bisschen Fame zu Kahba
Strasse Ghetto Bandit jeder zweite in der Gegend Marid (krank)
Aywa hallo was los shu kifak (wie gehts) Kunde wartet bis Kurier beliefert.
Achdar (Gras ) in habil (Seil) Message von Abu-Chrik (Dikka)
Strafakte-Register intensiv.

HOOK:
Nachtschicht Bullen befragen mich
Klick-Klick Handschellen mag ich nicht.
Crackküche Kokain-Koch
Willkommen in Berlin 44-Blocks.
Nachtschicht Bullen befragen mich.
Wollen wissen wo die Ware ist.
Mac-Lights anvisiert auf Kopf.
Willkommen in Berlin 44-Blocks.

Junkies habe isyan und Kummer
Er sabbert jetzt ist das Kristall sein Futter.

Vier vier vier vier Blocks