nicki minaj - handstand lyrics
(feat. shanell)
we like them boyz with them rubber band bands.
he move weight keep a couple gram grams
so (so so so) where your money put it in your hand hands
now (now now now) make it flip make it do a handstand [x2]
[chorus:]
do a handstand can you do a hand stand flip that
money make it do a handstand. i can make it
scream like a summer jam fan where are my bands
where my rubber band mans
[verse 1: nicki minaj]
it’s offical bang your pistols play your money it’s funny
i mean it tickles. i need a d-boy i need a president and
if your spending them stacks i need some evidence.
then you can bring out all them cars that they rap bout.
then i’m a let you eat it like i put the snacks out. don’t say
you can’t say you can say you can can flip that money
flip it like a handstand.
[chorus:]
do a handstand can you do a handstand flip that money
make it do a handstand. i can make it scream like a summer jam fan
where are my bands where my rubber band mans
[verse 2: shannell]
he’s a banker by nature he’ll call and slick of the debt that
you owe and thank ya. he’ll switch the toys out never the
same route. but n-gg-s acting like they ain’t about to pay out.
taking me out just to ask how my day went. tryna show me i’m his
number one investment. he kno what i like. stay on your job type.
i’ll pop if you can pop like you got rubber bands we like
[chorus:]
do a handstand can you do a hand stand flip that
money make it do a handstand. i can make it
scream like a summer jam fan where are my bands
where my rubber band mans
[verse 3: nicki minaj & shannell]
cause we like them bad boys and bad cars
them hood rich dope boyz and trap stars [x2]
[verse 4: shannell]
see i’m a rubber lover so wrap it and i’ll hug ya.
then we can stick together like them dollars
out the printer. bad boys i catch call me
undercover. street grindin cold cut motherf-cker.
[verse 5: nicki minaj]
yo yo yo he flip like handstand he cookin them 10 grams.
give him the grand slam in back of the phan dam,
i mean the phantom. i can’t stand b-ms. somethin bout
his money make a n-gg- handsme. cuff cuff throw ya badge on me.
guaranteed you can’t puff puff p-ss on me. we can crush crush
you can spend your stach on me. cause i kno you want to smach it
like a crash dummy
[chorus:]
do a handstand can you do a hand stand flip that
money make it do a handstand. i can make it
scream like a summer jam fan where are my bands
where my rubber band mans
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