Barbie 

Yeah 
They thought that you was a shy girl 
Until I made you my girl 
Girl you pushed me like a big button 
'Til I cuffed you like you did somethin' 
You ain't gotta wait for it 
You ain't gotta wait for me to give you my love 
You ain't gotta wait for it 
Things are gettin' sticky, girl I think that I'm stuck 

I'll admit I'm wrong when I know that you gon' come for me 
When you gon' come for me, yeah 
Never gonna not not hit that, your lovin' is drugs to me 
When you gon' come to me, yeah 
And every time you hit my phone 
When you say you need company, oh 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 

I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 

Girl you used to bein' quiet 
'Til I brought that loud 
You say your dollars is a mountain 
And your mama your accountant 
You watch your figure 'cause you a big deal 
Got your fresh prince and a big whip 
Polo mink coat, that's a big kill 
Put you on a phone like a windshield 

I'll admit I'm wrong when I know that you gon' come for me 
When you gon' come for me, yeah 
Never gonna not not hit that, your lovin' is drugs to me 
When you gon' come to me, yeah 
And every time you hit my phone 
When you say you need company, oh 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 

I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 

Major keys, I'm the boss 
Don't Griselda go off? 
Left from the loft and went to Bergdorf 
Most of these dudes is really quite soft 
45 special, this is my cloth 
'Bout to drop a album, this is my fourth 
I don't put sugar in my spaghetti sauce 
Drop a freestyle and get these hoes parched 
Fire burn the obea man church 
Pretty girls, when my girls get right 
'Cause it's another day, let ya light shine bright 
Ain't none of them in your lane 
True mi have di game pon lock, dem wah code 
Just link wit some hot gyal out ah road 
True mi have di waist small, pretty, bus whine 
Rolex nah deh pon uno dutty gyal time? 
Yo, I told 'em pull up on me faster than Danica 
That's on the low I'm tryna blow him like harmonicas 
He call me queen, he know "Nicki" is the moniker 
He want a mix between Hillary and Monica 
I switch it up, I switch it up 
Rip the beat, then I, I stitch it up 
Travel, then I bounce, I ball-Sinead, Sir 
Barbie a link up Major Lazer 

I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you 
I'ma run up on you