Ru Spits - Ease Up lyrics

Look, it's ya girl Nicki Maraj My n***a Ru Spits Getcha... G's up [Hook] Where my n***as that's getting they G's up In the back and you rolling your trees up Where my b**hes that's getting they freeze up And getting they tease up, just tell em to ease up Where my n***as that's getting they G's up In the back and you rolling your trees up Where my b**hes that's getting they freeze up And getting they tease up, just tell em to ease up [Verse 1: Nicki Minaj] See I don't know what they take me for And I don't know what they hate me for I gets cake fo-sho And I don't know how to take it slow I'm the type to get right, stay in the limelight These broke n***as always re-ing up n***as see me in the beam now he speeding up I'm like "Duke holler at me! When ya G's is up" Oh, that's the Kanye piece? Throw your Jesus up When I say I'm bout my guac, I don't mean amole Feel like I'm being watched, I don't mean a rollie I'm half past seven o' clock, all by my lonely Spits got the dessie on co*k, don't run up on me, blocka b**hes getting mad, cause they know they can't, stop her Nickname should be TV, the way they, watch her Run with a, shotter Gotta be at least six feet to break me off, proper [Hook] [Verse 2: Nicki Minaj] See, I don't know what they take me for And I don't know what they hate me for I gets cake fo-sho And I don't know how to take it slow I'm the type to get right, stay in the limelight I'm at the bar getting Rémy on rocks I'm coming for these rap b**hes if they ready or not You know the girl, I already was hot You tell 'em f** a new b**h, I want a veteran spot Look, it's Nicki M. in the place so stay back I stay around the white like I'm Pat Sajak Plus I had my A-game up since 8-track I'm Diddy with the flow, “Take that, take that” My flow say ca-ching and my pockets say cheese I ain't got a bag but my wrist say freeze Dick em, trick em, I know how to pick em Beeeeert! Stick em, ha-ha-ha, stick 'em [Bridge] If you wanna me sweat me Then baby let me Tell you, I'm not like them other girls you've been with Cause I know you think I'm s**y You wanna s** me Rolling with Ru Spits We make hits Where my chips, b**h? [Verse 3: Ru Spits (Nicki Minaj)] I don't know what you chasing dog Cause I ain't got patience for (nope, nope) All these dudes that be hating ya'll Cause money we be taking more, getting cake for sure Only think about making more Grey Azzure, mink drag, let it scrape the floor Don't be mad when I take your broad Rock stone, can't trace the flaw So I guess in a way, you could say I was made to ball Act out and the K applaud Me and Nicki gon' pay the cost You wanna play the boss, you gon' learn how to take a loss Of course I'm back, kid still torch the track I'm getting paper like Office Max Branch house with the horse to match Pink gems, and the cross attached, hit you then I toss the gat So, G's up, n***as get your B's up Chick act up, tell a hoe to ease up In the back of the club, homie roll that weed up If you wanna jump bad, a beat down's the out come [Hook]