HOV Lane

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj] Zipping, I’m zipping, I’m zipping Soon as they come out, I’m dipping Big ass closet, I’m tripping Big booty strippers, I’m tipping Big ass chain, I’m heavy And it didn’t cost me a penny They pay me to rock it Damn, I got niggas in pocket Super Bowl, Grammys What a hell of a jammie! All these bitches my sons I’mma get ‘em a nanny Argentina for Pepsi; Orlando All-Star Fuck you said, bitch? Fuck you (pornstar) I don’t do shotgun, I be driving my own car I don’t do shots, neither, I’m buying the whole bar Holy Moly, G copped me a Rolly I ain't catchin' the puck but iced out like a goalie, nigga [Hook] x4 I'm in the HOV lane I'm in the HOV lane (And you, y-you, y-you? Soul Train) [Verse 2: Nicki Minaj] I travel more than you walking with a basketball I'm out in Spain, running game to the Matador I'm in my own lane, you ain't in my categor You like a Rav 4; I’m like the Aventador Birkin bags, man I murk them ads When I re-up on reloaded, I'mma hurt them bad Every shoot is hot; when I'm out, I'm spotted They gone frame the receipt if I sign the dotted N-N-Niggas on Banshees is speeding Dirt bikes is out for the season Back break wheelie and leaning Damn, a bitch late for a meeting NYPD comin’ Belt Parkway, we gunnin’ Double R engine humming Acting a fool, we dumbin’ [Hook] x4 [Interlude] x2 Nintendo and we in the end-zone I don’t give a fuck ho Like we in the friend zone What the fuck it look like What the fuck it’s hitting fo’ Tell them bitches "Y-y-y-y-you you ain’t about that life!" [Hook] x4