New shit, Nicki Minaj
It's called what you know 'bout me
Chin checker (Big Mike), chin checker (dirty money)
Chin checker, I'm the chin checker, nigga
It was a quarter past three when I ran into Rells
Didn't forget my keys, but my name ring bells
A little white tee, some Adidas with the shells
Turn in the coupe, oh shoot, broke a nail (woo)
Lemme, lemme think what I gotta, gotta do (do)
Should I get the black or the chrome .22?
'Cause if a bird try to get out of the cage
One bitch down, New York Times front page (kyuh)
I went to Starbucks, I wanted to get a frappe (uh)
Then had a Snapple, apple with the capo (capo)
That's Fendi, but that's irrelevant
Threw him a couple Benjis, now I'm the president (kyuh)
I'm Nicki, finicky, so picky
Slick like Ricky, flow be so icky
Now class is finished, you'll be home 'bout three
Tell all them rap bitches what you know 'bout me, nigga
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know 'bout me? (Kyuh)
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know?
They say that girl is a fool (fool), the girl keep on boppin'
The girl get them girls and them girls get it poppin' (poppin')
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know 'bout me? (Come on)
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know?
They say that girl gettin' money (lets get it)
A lot of dirty money (whoop, whoop)
I'll show you how to do it if you gettin' somethin' for me (kyuh)
Got some nice titties, yes, they wild pretty (huh)
That's how I got the S, the five-fifty (woo)
That's 'cause I get, I get, I get busy
That's why I don't need you to come get me (no)
I'm badder than the dude at the Neverland (hee-hee)
In the money green coupe with the Leprechaun
Holler at him, get a four-leaf-clover (okay)
Go a-, go against me, guaranteed you're over
Look, all the kids sweat Nic like a Mexican (mira, mira)
'Cause I got more kicks than a temper tan-
Trum-trum-trum, you slowpoke
Get a rum, rum, rum a little coke
And a S-M-I, the L-E (kyuh)
And ain't one thing them could tell me (never that)
'Cause I write, write, write my own shit
I'm the one, like I'm the culprit, nigga
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know 'bout me? (Kyuh)
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know?
They say that girl is a fool (fool), the girl keep on boppin'
The girl get them girls and them girls get it poppin' (poppin')
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know 'bout me? (Come on)
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know?
They say that girl gettin' money (lets get it)
A lot of dirty money (whoop, whoop)
I'll show you how to do it if you gettin' somethin' for me (kyuh)
Nicki Minaj - Wuchoo Know Lyrics
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New shit, Nicki Minaj
It's called what you know 'bout me
Chin checker (Big Mike), chin checker (dirty money)
Chin checker, I'm the chin checker, nigga
It was a quarter past three when I ran into Rells
Didn't forget my keys, but my name ring bells
A little white tee, some Adidas with the shells
Turn in the coupe, oh shoot, broke a nail (woo)
Lemme, lemme think what I gotta, gotta do (do)
Should I get the black or the chrome .22?
'Cause if a bird try to get out of the cage
One bitch down, New York Times front page (kyuh)
I went to Starbucks, I wanted to get a frappe (uh)
Then had a Snapple, apple with the capo (capo)
That's Fendi, but that's irrelevant
Threw him a couple Benjis, now I'm the president (kyuh)
I'm Nicki, finicky, so picky
Slick like Ricky, flow be so icky
Now class is finished, you'll be home 'bout three
Tell all them rap bitches what you know 'bout me, nigga
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know 'bout me? (Kyuh)
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know?
They say that girl is a fool (fool), the girl keep on boppin'
The girl get them girls and them girls get it poppin' (poppin')
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know 'bout me? (Come on)
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know?
They say that girl gettin' money (lets get it)
A lot of dirty money (whoop, whoop)
I'll show you how to do it if you gettin' somethin' for me (kyuh)
Got some nice titties, yes, they wild pretty (huh)
That's how I got the S, the five-fifty (woo)
That's 'cause I get, I get, I get busy
That's why I don't need you to come get me (no)
I'm badder than the dude at the Neverland (hee-hee)
In the money green coupe with the Leprechaun
Holler at him, get a four-leaf-clover (okay)
Go a-, go against me, guaranteed you're over
Look, all the kids sweat Nic like a Mexican (mira, mira)
'Cause I got more kicks than a temper tan-
Trum-trum-trum, you slowpoke
Get a rum, rum, rum a little coke
And a S-M-I, the L-E (kyuh)
And ain't one thing them could tell me (never that)
'Cause I write, write, write my own shit
I'm the one, like I'm the culprit, nigga
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know 'bout me? (Kyuh)
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know?
They say that girl is a fool (fool), the girl keep on boppin'
The girl get them girls and them girls get it poppin' (poppin')
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know 'bout me? (Come on)
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know?
They say that girl gettin' money (lets get it)
A lot of dirty money (whoop, whoop)
I'll show you how to do it if you gettin' somethin' for me (kyuh)
It's called what you know 'bout me
Chin checker (Big Mike), chin checker (dirty money)
Chin checker, I'm the chin checker, nigga
It was a quarter past three when I ran into Rells
Didn't forget my keys, but my name ring bells
A little white tee, some Adidas with the shells
Turn in the coupe, oh shoot, broke a nail (woo)
Lemme, lemme think what I gotta, gotta do (do)
Should I get the black or the chrome .22?
'Cause if a bird try to get out of the cage
One bitch down, New York Times front page (kyuh)
I went to Starbucks, I wanted to get a frappe (uh)
Then had a Snapple, apple with the capo (capo)
That's Fendi, but that's irrelevant
Threw him a couple Benjis, now I'm the president (kyuh)
I'm Nicki, finicky, so picky
Slick like Ricky, flow be so icky
Now class is finished, you'll be home 'bout three
Tell all them rap bitches what you know 'bout me, nigga
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know 'bout me? (Kyuh)
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know?
They say that girl is a fool (fool), the girl keep on boppin'
The girl get them girls and them girls get it poppin' (poppin')
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know 'bout me? (Come on)
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know?
They say that girl gettin' money (lets get it)
A lot of dirty money (whoop, whoop)
I'll show you how to do it if you gettin' somethin' for me (kyuh)
Got some nice titties, yes, they wild pretty (huh)
That's how I got the S, the five-fifty (woo)
That's 'cause I get, I get, I get busy
That's why I don't need you to come get me (no)
I'm badder than the dude at the Neverland (hee-hee)
In the money green coupe with the Leprechaun
Holler at him, get a four-leaf-clover (okay)
Go a-, go against me, guaranteed you're over
Look, all the kids sweat Nic like a Mexican (mira, mira)
'Cause I got more kicks than a temper tan-
Trum-trum-trum, you slowpoke
Get a rum, rum, rum a little coke
And a S-M-I, the L-E (kyuh)
And ain't one thing them could tell me (never that)
'Cause I write, write, write my own shit
I'm the one, like I'm the culprit, nigga
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know 'bout me? (Kyuh)
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know?
They say that girl is a fool (fool), the girl keep on boppin'
The girl get them girls and them girls get it poppin' (poppin')
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know 'bout me? (Come on)
What you know 'bout me, what you, what you know?
They say that girl gettin' money (lets get it)
A lot of dirty money (whoop, whoop)
I'll show you how to do it if you gettin' somethin' for me (kyuh)
Writer: Onika Tanya Maraj
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group