Nicki Minaj:
Patty cake, Patty cake
I mean really, what the f*ck that b*tch Patty bake?
Anyway, I just heard T.I.P. say
That black people turnin' lemons into lemonade
Tell 'em to demonstrate
I guess he did already
Guess I'm a little bitter
'Cause I show b*tches how to do it
Like they baby sitter
So where my cash at?
And, where my stash at?
I mean, where the Dow Jones,
Where the NasDaq?
I do it for the little macs with their caps back
My little n*ggas pumpin' crack out they napsack
Know what I mean? Get the sticky cream, pass that
I smoke b*ches, can't nicotine patch that
Don't need your spot to get a good game
'Cause a shot is a shot if you got a good aim

Chorus:
It's been a long time coming, but I came
Now everybody in the rap game know my name
But honey ain't a damn thing funny when you fame
Our ways should change, our way should change (x2)

Future:

We on the road to riches
I'm f*cking loads of b*tches
I'm playing with you mama
Nicki, she's so suspicious
My little golden mistress
For her, I load them biscuits
Yeah I roll with Nicholas
We so explicit, you won't resist it
It's been a long time coming,
But you don't know specifics
No more phony wishes
We ready, cause now we know the business
Come holla at your guy
I always make it pour
Invite me to ya wedding
I throw dollars at the bride
It's dirty money, dirty jeans
And dirty scullies
You heard he funny, but chill
I'm still absurdly gully
Most of these rappers lost
It's no cash at all
If I knew this back then
I'da just played basketball
Or maybe not, they say that I never pass the ball
If there's no cash involved
Baby I'ma laugh it off

Chorus:
It's been a long time coming, but I came
Now everybody in the rap game know my name
But honey ain't a damn thing funny when you fame
Our ways should change, our way should change (x3)