Go Hard

[Intro: Nicki Minaj & T-Pain]

(And we go by The Runners)

(Pay attention)

Yo, SB (Holiday Season, nigga)

Hah (Go hard)

I think it's my time, you know why? (Go hard)

My tears have dried, and I know that no weapon formed against me will prosper (Go hard)

And I truly believe that my haters are my motivators

(Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)

Young Money

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]

If you could, you would get rid of me

Fuck you gon' do when a bitch try to go hard?

But I won't let you get to me (To me)

You should already figure I'ma go hard

If you was as real as me

You would never let another girl sit in your throne

I done put the chokehold

Now they screamin', "Nicki, leave me alone!"

(Hard) I am (Hard), I'm still (Hard) the one to beat (Go hard)

Ain't in a rush for mainstream, I am the streets (Go hard)

I am getting it in until the end

I gotta go (Go), go (Go), go (Oh)

Go hard

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]

Gotta go, lemme get the car key

You don't want it with the Harajuku Barbie

Keep a marquee, everything sparkly (Ma-ma-man down)

Hit him on the walkie-talkie

Hit 'em, hit em, knock-knock, tell 'em let me in

My name ring bells, bitch, buzz me in (Bzzz)

And I only stop for pedestrians (Oh)

Or a real, real bad lesbian

Hit 'em with the MAC, hit 'em with the TEC-nine

Hit 'em with the Ruger, by the intersect sign

Hit 'em with a Tommy, so my niggas call me Pammy

And I always keep the jammy in the trunk or in the Lamby (Ohh)

Put my whole borough on my back and I'm good-uh

I don't wanna hear what you would, what you coulda

I represent all the girls that stood up (Uh)

Used to drink water with a little bit of sugar (Oh)

Now I'm in the gym with my squats and my sit-ups (One, two)

Doing the scissor-leg, on the mat, with my foot up

Young black pin-up, all of my bitches did up

Now I'm tellin' L.A. Reid to step his bid up

And I'm tellin' President Carter he picked a winner

Bitches like Nelly and Kelly got a dilemma (Uh)

These birds all fly south in the winter (Uh)

Fuck I look like? Chomping on a chicken dinner? (C'yeah)

You can hate me, but why knock my hustle?

I'ma be the queen, no matter how they shuffle

Skirts with the ruffle (Yeah), Louis on the duffle (Yeah)

I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle (Ooh, ooh, ooh)

Hahahahahaha, no muzzle (What you gonna do, do, do?)

C'yeah

Bitches is softer than Al Dente

Cut from a different kente

Tell 'em I'm the ninja, Weezy is my Sensei

So I call him Splinter (Splinter)

Faster than a sprinter (Sprinter)

Gimme my chopsticks, I'll have these rap bitches for dinner (Dinner)

This is for my gentlemen in button-ups, and khakis

This is for my nigga, Seven Up, in Castaki

This is for my niggas wheelie-in' them Kawasakis

Shout out to the Vackee's, saltfish ackees (Ackees)

Kisses to my fans unless I'm feelin', kinda cocky (Cocky)

Winter Wonderland is on my hand, it's kind of rocky (Rocky)

I am Nicki (Nicki), Minaj or Lewinsky (Lewinsky)

Pump's on the clutch, right hand, on the 6-speed (6-speed)

Write my own raps, I gotta go, I gotta get me (Gotta get me)

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Yeah), ohh

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]

If you could, you would get rid of me

Fuck you gon' do when a bitch try to go hard?

But I won't let you get to me (To me)

You should already figure I'ma go hard

If you was as real as me

You would never let another girl sit in your throne

I done put the chokehold

Now they screamin', "Nicki, leave me alone!"

(Hard) I am (Hard), I will (Hard), I gots to win (Go hard)

I'm still lookin' around for my competition (Go hard)

I am gettin' it in until the end

I gotta go (Go), go (Go), go (Oh)

Go hard

(Holiday Season!)

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

From slap-and-cry you start to die

So I must go harder

Gotta make these bitches know me

Just like Bobby know water

Better yet, like Bubba know shrimp

But he don't say shit when the gun on his lip

And I don't say shit, put the gun on my hip

So I don't say shit but the gun on my hip

If you don't wanna drown, don't come on my ship

Check out how them bitches just run on my dick

And me, I'm still nasty as a son of a bitch

I still got that bitch cum on my lips

If you ain't got money, don't come on my strip

And if you got money, don't come on my strip

I wear that metal, no Olympic

But I can still make you tumble and flip

You fuckin' with me if you fuckin' with Nic'

They ain't fuckin' with me, they ain't fuckin' with Nic'

Your girlfriend, her decision is split

'Cause she wanna fuck me and she wanna fuck Nic

They wonder if he be fuckin' Nic, as long as she be fuckin' rich

That's why I keep my luggage 'cause I swear y'all a fuckin' trip

Young Money dungeon, bitch, my swagger just punchin' bitch

And I shoot like I'm from overseas, so call my gun "Gunović"

Weezy F Baby and the 'F' is for a bunch of shit

Red drank, blue pill, white dust, yes, I love my country, bitch

Hahaha, yeah, guitar

[Guitar Solo by Lil Wayne]

[Pre-Chorus: Nicki Minaj]

(Holiday Season!)

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, ohh

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]

Wish you could get rid of Young Money

Fuck you gon' do when a bitch try to go hard?

But I won't let you get to me (To me)

You should already figure I'ma go hard

If you was as real as me

You would never let another girl sit in your throne

I done put the chokehold

Now they screamin', "Nicki leave me alone"

(Hard) I am (Hard), I will (Hard), I gots to win (Go hard)

I'm still lookin' around for my competition (Go hard)

I am gettin' it in until the end

I gotta go (Go), go (Go), go (Oh)

Go hard