Testo Check It Out - will.i.am & Nicki Minaj
Testo della canzone Check It Out (will.i.am & Nicki Minaj), tratta dall'album Check It Out
Oh ooh Stepped up in the party like my name was "that b***h".
All these haters mad because I'm so established.
They know I'm a beast, yeah I'm a f**king savage
Haters you can kill yourself.
In my space shuttle and I'm not coming down
I'm a stereo and she's just so monotone
Sometimes it's just me and all my bottles all alone
I ain't coming back this time.
I can't believe it, it's so amazing.
This club is heating, this party's blazing.
I can't believe it, this beat is banging.
I can't believe it, I can't believe i-it.
(Hey) Check It Out (Yeah yeah, I'm feeling it now-ow)
Check It Out Step up in the party like my name was Mr. T
All these hating naggers ain't got nothing on me.
Honestly I gotta stay as fly as I can be
If you lick and roll it you get super OG
Mine is always? cause I'm fly, fly, fly
Dummies they can't touch me cause I'm floating sky high
I stay nigga-rific you don't need to ask why
You can try and see with your eyes
(Hey) Check It Out (Yeah yeah, I'm feeling it now-ow)
Check It Out Check this mother-f**ker OUT!
It got me in the club, in the club, just rocking like this...
The DunDun
The sun done
Yep, the sun done
Came up, but we still up in dungeon
The DunDun
Yep, in London
Competition, why yes I would love some
How the f**k they get mad cause they run done.
Mad cause I'm getting money in abundance
Man I can't even count all of these hundreds
Duffle bag every time I go to SunTrust
I leave the rest just to collect interest
I mean interest
F**k my nemesis
Exclamation... just for emphasis
And I don't sympathize, cause you a simple b***h
I just pop up on these hoes on some pimple sh*t
And put the iron to your face you old wrinkled b***h
We just had to kill it
We on the radio hotter than a skillet
We in the club making party people holla
Money in the bank we be getting top dollar
I'm a big baller,
You a little smaller
Step up to my level, you need to grow a little taller
I'm shot caller
Get up off my collar
You a Chihuahua
I'm a Rottweiler
I can't believe it, it's so amazing.
I can't believe it, this beat is banging.
I can't believe it, it's so amazing.
I can't believe it, I can't believe i-it.
(Hey) Check It Out Check It Out
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Writer(s): James Brown, Geoffrey Downes, Onika Tanya Maraj, William Adams, Bruce Woolley, Trevor Charles Horn
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