Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Zipping, Im zipping, Im zippin
Soon as they come out, Im dippin
Big ass closet, Im trippin
Big booty strippers, Im tippin
Big ass chain, Im heavy
And it didnt cost me a penny
They pay me to rock it
Damn, I got niggas in pocket
Superbowl; Grammys
What a hell of a jammie!
All these bitches my sons
Imma get em a nanny
Argentina for Pepsi; Orlando All-Star
Fuck you said, bitch?; Fuck you, porn star
I dont do shotgun, I be driving my own car
I dont do shots, neither, Im 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 games with the El Matador
I'm in my own lane, you ain't in my categor
You like a Rav 4; Im 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 speedin
Dirt bikes is out for the season
Back break wheelie and leanin
Damn, a bitch late for a meetin
NYPD comin
Belt Parkway, we gunnin
Double our engine hummin
Acting a fool, we dumbin

[Hook][x4]
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
(And you, y-you, y-you? Soul Train)

[Interlude][x2]
Nintendo and we in the end-zone
I dont give a fuck hoe
Like we in the friend zone
What the fuck it look like
What the fuck its hitting fo
Tell them bitches
'Y-y-y-y-you you aint about that life!'

[Hook][x4]
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
(And you, y-you, y-you? Soul Train)