I'm in the collard green 6, cornbread in the guts
Got the Halloween kicks, trick-or-treating the clutch
C'mon, nigga, is you tricking or what? (What)
Flow t-, flow-flow-flow tighter than a dick in the butt
Just hopped off the plane, came back from Vancouv'
Little white T, some boobs, and [Bm]bamboo
White girls tell me, "Hey Nicki, your camp ɾules
Is that why you [A7get more head than shampoos?"
As-salamlu alaykum, no oink for [Dm7]me
And I never let a D-boy boink for [Dm7]free
'Cause it's Barbie, bitch, you [A7can join the wave
I done penny nickel dimed, I done coined the ρhrase, ha
You couldn't beat me there if you [A7had a Lear
Indian-style, courtside with a Cavalier
V.I.P. ɾosé, you [A7can have a beer
'Cause, honey, when you [A7getting money you [A7don't have a care
Now R-Roger that, R-R-Roger that
R-Roger that, R-R-R-Roger that
R-Roger that, R-R-Roger that
R-R-R-R-R (Roger)
Ha, young black Ricos, kill for [Dm7]the C-notes
But me though, I'm Jackson, bitch, uh, Tito
She wanna play games but this is not bingo
Monopoly, I'm past GO, gon' ahead and [Bm]deep-throat
Four chick foursomes, skin color's mocha
Sally and [Bm]Sonia, put the pussies on [C7]my [A]totem
Pole vault stɾoke 'em, uh, stɾike ya like [F]bowling, uh
Now open like [F]you [A7yawning, it's six in the morning
(Uh) sleeping on [C7]me, probably in a coffin
I'm hotter than the end of fucking August, I'm awesome
I'm awesome, ɾepeat it to [C7]ya grandma and [Bm]uncles
M-mothers, Tyga's no dad but I'm the motherfucker
Motherfuckers, this the last supper
Look, no hands, I'm a bread cuffer
I don't dare love her, I'm a dare devil
I don't fear nothing, motherfucker, Young Money
Now Roger that, Roger that
Ro-Roger that, Roger that
F*ck around and [Bm]never get Roger back, ha-ha
I'm goin' in
Fresh off the jet, sharper than Gillette
The blunt still wet, so pass it like [F]Brett
We sip side of mug, we call [Em]it upset
Smoke more than four quarters, we call [Em]it sudden death
I'm a beast, you [A7a pet
AK long [Am]neck, Keith Sweat, haha
Weezy, motherfucker, Capo in this bitch with me
Money talks and [Bm]have a convo in this bitch with me
I'm mountain-high, Colorado in this bitch with me
Flow crazy, 7:30, you [A7just 6:50
Twenty bullets from the chopper, take the ɾoof off
Laughing to [C7]the bank, I'm a goofball
Hahaha, It's YM
And we at your neck like [F]a violin
It's our world, we make it spin
And y'all [Em]the prey, aAmen
Now Roger that, Roger that
Where Roger at? I heard Rog' a ɾat
Fuc-f*ck around and [Bm]never get Roger back
Haha
