Lyrics:

Lemme tell a lil' story about this dude I knew
He said he used to go to school out in L.I.U
He said he'd make me a bet
He'd own his own jet
And he'd show me the city
From a bird's eye view
Said he came from Jamaica
He had a lil' paper
He owned a couple acres
And then I caught the vapors
That's how we got together
On the bike
Late night
Kawasaki leathers
He used to wine and dine me
Dom and sex
And we be arm and armor
Mani dress
See I ain't need a leprechaun
Or four leaf clover
I jus woke up one morning
And he copped the Rover
See I knew about them girls he had back then
But I was getting money I ain't care bout them
Because they was getting G's
I had N's
I used to split my dividends with all my friends
Cause I was in the lounge
They was in the Greyhound
Like in and out of town
Moving coke by the pound like
Guess it didn't sound right
Cause them bitches was mad
Started plotting
Trying to get what I had
See my homegirl Teisha
Said that Keisha with the real black lips
Used to smoke that reefer
Some bitch named Dawn
Used to fuck LaiQwan
And Alicia with the chinky eyes
Used to be with freaky Ty
Lived across the street
From this nigga named Tiki Diamond
Yeah, chicken noodle bitches
Like a pack of Ramen
They had it out for me
Kidnapped my brother
At the rucker
Cause he used to put it down for me

[Talking: Nicki Minaj]
Oh my god they caught Brandon
I got his picture in the mail
He was rocking a Vanson
The note said bitch
We got surveillance on the mansion
And we gonna need 30 million for the ransom