I Might

[Intro]

I see you, you can be my-

Looking at me, you can be my-

I might let you, mm Whatchu wanna do?

And i might let you, mm

(I know whatchu wanna do, let me ask you)

[Verse 1]

Do you want it? Do you need it?

Do you like it, do you crave it, do you fiend it?

Had to do a double take to believe it (Yes)

Saw your mouth drop down when you seen it

Do you got it like (What?) an addict? (Yes)

You be thinking what you’d be doing if you could grab it (Yes)

Thinking maybe if you play it systematic (Yes)

You could have it late night in your attic (Yes)

[Pre-Hook]

You know you really want this

You wanna gloss up my wrist

You wanna spoil me with gifts

You’ll be my puppet and, shh

My puppet, my puppet, my puppet and, shh

My puppet, my puppet, my puppet and, shh

[Hook]

And I might let you breathe up on it

Might let you touch up on it, on it, on it, on it, on it

(My hair, my nails, my clothes, my shoes

My rent, my bills, my [?], my dude)

And I might let you grab up on it

Might let you get up on it, on it, on it, on it, on it

(My hair, my nails, my clothes, my shoes

My rent, my bills, my [?], my dude)

[Verse 2]

Do you got it? Can you make me?

Wanna go and tell my girls that i’m your lady

Wanna drop it down and throw it on your crazy

Real crazy, maybe

I ain’t playin’ with your bad self

Had my fingers, my wrist, my neck up

[?] get a chin-check up

Wanna see ya, gotta get your girl set up

[Pre-Hook]

You know you really want this

You wanna gloss up my wrist

You wanna spoil me with gifts

You’ll be my puppet and, shh

My puppet, my puppet, my puppet and, shh

My puppet, my puppet, my puppet and, shh

[Hook]

And I might let you breathe up on it

Might let you touch up on it, on it, on it, on it, on it

(My hair, my nails, my clothes, my shoes

My rent, my bills, my [?], my dude)

And I might let you grab up on it

Might let you get up on it, on it, on it, on it, on it

(My hair, my nails, my clothes, my shoes

My rent, my bills, my [?], my dude)

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]

Lemme, lemme tell you had I had this dude sprung

Mix a lil’ coke with a lil’ bit of rum

Everything you did, I already done done

Nigga, ask about me, i’m the motherfucking one

I might let you get up on this nice pretty thang

Only if you copped iced out pinky rings

Only if you got a 9 inch ding-a-lang

Only if you think you can make a bitch sang

Humina-h-humina-humina, you a studder-er

When it come to humpin your brother, I got a plethera

Always, okay, i’m stuntin’ with Ang

Nick Mirag, that’s my motherfucking name

[Hook]

And I might let you breathe up on it

Might let you touch up on it, on it, on it, on it, on it (Yeah, ooh)

(My hair, my nails, my clothes, my shoes

My rent, my bills, my [?], my dude)

And I might let you grab up on it

Might let you get up on it, on it, on it, on it, on it

(My hair, my nails, my clothes, my shoes

My rent, my bills, my [?], my dude)

[Outro]

Might letcha, might letcha

And I might letcha, might letcha