I'm Legit (feat. Ciara)

I'm the shit with no makeup. Don't have to curl my hair up

All this booty here mine. I'm a dollar worth a dime

Real bosses stand up. Ladies, throw your hands up

And say: I know I'm cute, I know I'm fly

You ask me why

'Cause I'm the shit with no makeup. Don't have to curl my hair up

All this booty here mine. I'm a dollar worth a dime

Real bosses stand up. Ladies, throw your hands up

And say: I know I'm cute, I know I'm fly

You ask me why? 'Cause I'm the shit

Beat 'em like they stole something

Beat 'em like they stole something

All this booty here got them dreamin', let me hold something

Lemme, lemme hear that, boy

Lemme, lemme wear that, boy

Lemme get the most expensive car and lemme steer that, boy

Really big, pretty titty, shut down every city

If you want the cute kitty, gotta get the kit for me

All new everything, plus pay the rent for me

If we in the wilderness, bitches pitch a tent for me

Temp for me, temp for me, get on my body

Long hair, no makeup, doin' pilates

Those **** don't step on my damn Zanottis

All them bitches is my sons, but who's the daddy?

I graduate with honors

I ball, 'Nead O'Connor

I did a freestyle, then I got a shoutout from Obama

Yes, yes, I am ill

I go in for the kill

Hoes is my sons, birth control, I am on the pill

What I gotta do? What I gotta do to 'em?

Step up in the club, everybody like, "Who them?"

Girls, girls, me and my girls

Whatcha done did? I need some referrals

Muhfuckas know I'm the shit, legit

And if a muhfucka doubt, he can suck my dick

I tell 'em everybody else is my opposite

I put 'em on the game, get my five percent

I'm the shit with no makeup. Don't have to curl my hair up

All this booty here mine. I'm a dollar worth a dime

Real bosses stand up. Ladies, throw your hands up

And say: I know I'm cute, I know I'm fly

You ask me why

'Cause I'm the shit with no makeup. Don't have to curl my hair up

All this booty here mine. I'm a dollar worth a dime

Real bosses stand up. Ladies, throw your hands up

And say: I know I'm cute, I know I'm fly

You ask me why? 'Cause I'm the shit

I'm like really famous

I got a famous anus

No, not Famous Amos

All this fame is heinous

Lemme, lemme hear that, boy

Lemme, lemme wear that, boy

All this money comin' in

But I never share that, boy

No lipstick, no lashes, though

But I got a big ol' ratchet, though

I said, "Dude, yo dude, you packin', though"

He said he want good box Like Pacquiao

I said, "Well, my name Nicki and it's nice to meet ya

If ya really wanna know, I'll give ya my procedure"

Gotta whole bunch of pretty gang in my clique

And we lookin' for some ballers, alopecia

I hate whack ****

I should really slap ****

These **** trippin' when I put 'em on the map, ****

How you gon' break that? How you gon' fake that?

Ain't at no wedding, but all my girls' cake high

Sleepin' on me, no mattress though

I'ma burn the beat down, no matches though

No, they can't keep up, they molasses slow

I'm the greatest Queens bitch with the Cassius flow

Lookin' at me like it's my fault

Tryna take sneak pictures with their iPhone

I like independent bitches like July 4th

Now that's what young Harriet died for

I'm the shit with no makeup. Don't have to curl my hair up

All this booty here mine. I'm a dollar worth a dime

Real bosses stand up. Ladies, throw your hands up

And say: I know I'm cute, I know I'm fly

You ask me why

'Cause I'm the shit with no makeup. Don't have to curl my hair up

All this booty here mine. I'm a dollar worth a dime

Real bosses stand up. Ladies, throw your hands up

And say: I know I'm cute, I know I'm fly

You ask me why? 'Cause I'm the shit