[Nicki Talking:] Ayo Young Money nigga. Hello Brooklyn. President Carter. Nicki Lewinsky [Verse 1: Nicki Minaj] Me and the Dread, yo, Give him some head blow Long as he know he keep me flyer than a Red Bull Don't give a damn when Christmas is My bitches is President mistresses Now let's go, I'm with the boss, I'm Ms. Ross I make them girls jump like I'm Kriss Kross/criss cross Back to basics, bitch, I been hot since Asics And I'm tighter than face lifts, flyer than spaceships Now as for Dread? I met him on Mars I said I am Minaj and I'm gooder with the bars He said that he a Martian, he can be my Tarzan And he looking for a bad bitch for his squadron That's how we got together, see he control the weather I leave my planet never without my umbereller It's Dirty Money slash Young Money Cash Money You can't catch money? Run it nigga, fast money Getting at Weezy you coming through meezy And I won't hesitate to do anyone greezy If he gimme the word then I'm flipping the bird And then I'm spinning around and I'm gripping the burner See I been the bitch since bubble gum and double dutch You was playing hopscotch bitch I been top notch Bitches is whack they trash they just pollution Write ya own raps make that ya resolution, fuckas [Hook x2] [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Yeah, ok I'm Dread, yo! I keep a red ho I keep a red bow, Blood gang, bitch! I get that bread dough, I get that head blow Until she got a red throat (Haha) Now who be rolling with the boy like sushi She said her name was Nicki, I'm Tunechi I ain't have to introduce me, she knew me I told her that's she's unique like a boutique And I got her and she said she got me Now let's go, she with the boss and I'm the boss "He the President, yeah she Lewinsky," but we never get caught And I could give her brain back because I'm so smart Fuck with my bitch and I'mma draw like Picasso art Yeah I spit at you like a hot beat And nigga if it's not her then it's (not me) Yeah, as for her I met her on Mars, and she said "I am Minaj, and I'm gooder with the bars" She got me with her charm my wings on my arms Now we flying over chicken heads shitting on ya farm Like sitting on your thorn, like sitting on a horn We sticking to your ass like brass So get a new alarm for me and Miss Nicki Barnes Cause we kill everyone and get acquitted in the morn So get a new alarm for me and Miss Nicki Barnes Cause we kill everyone and get acquitted in the morn Bling, bling!