I’m Legit lyrics

[Chorus: Ciara]
I'm-I'm-I'm the sh*t with no makeup, don't have to curl my hair up
All this booty here mine, I'm a dollar worth a dime
R-r-real bosses stand up, ladies throw your hands up and say
"I know I'm cute, I know I'm fly, you ask me why? 'Cause I'm the sh*t"
I'm the sh*t with no makeup, don't have to curl my hair up
All this booty here mine, I'm a dollar worth a dime
R-r-real bosses stand up, la-ladies throw your hands up and say
"I know I'm cute, I know I'm fly, you ask me why? 'Cause I'm the sh*t"

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj & Ciara]
Beat em' like they stole some', beat em' like they stole some'
All this booty here got 'em dreamin', let me hold some
Let me, let me hear that boy, let me, let me wear that boy
Let me get the most expensive car, and let me steer that boy
Re-re-real big pretty titties, shut down every city
If you want the kit-kitty, gotta get the key from me
All new everything, plus pay the rent for me
If we in the wilderness, n*ggas pitch a tent for me
Tent for me, tent for me, get me bodied
Long hair, no makeup, doin' pilates
Those n*ggas don't step on my damn Zanottis
All them b*tches my sons but who's the Daddy?
I-I-I-I graduate with honors, I ball, 'Nead O'Connor
I did a freestyle, then I got a shout-out from Obama
Yes, yes, I am ill, I go in for the kill
Hoes is my sons, birth control, I am on the pill
Wh-wh-what I gotta do? What I gotta do to 'em?
Step up in the club, everybody like who them?
Girls, girls, me and my girls
What you done did? I need some referrals
Motherf*ckers know I'm the sh*t, legit
And if a motherf*cker don't, he can suck my di*k
I tell 'em, "Everybody else is my opposite"
I put 'em on the game, give 'em five percent (I-I'm, I-I'm)
[Chorus: Ciara]
I-I'm the sh*t with no makeup, don't have to curl my hair up
All this booty here mine, I'm a dollar worth a dime
R-r-real bosses stand up, ladies throw your hands up and say
"I know I'm cute, I know I'm fly, you ask me why? 'Cause I'm the sh*t"
I'm the sh*t with no makeup, don't have to curl my hair up
All this booty here mine, I'm a dollar worth a dime
R-r-real bosses stand up, la-ladies throw your hands up and say
"I know I'm cute, I know I'm fly, you ask me why? 'Cause I'm the sh*t"

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj & Ciara]
I'm like really famous, I got a famous anus
No, not Famous Amos, all this fame is heinous
Let me, let me hear that boy, let me, let me wear that boy
All this money coming in, but I never share that, boy
N-n-no lipstick, no lashes though
But I got a real big ol' ratchet, though
I said, "Dude, yo dude, you packin' dough"
He said he want a good box like Pacquiao
I said, "Well, my name Nicki and it's nice to meet you"
If you really wanna know, I'll give you my procedure
Got a whole bunch of pretty gang in my clique
And we lookin' for some ballers, alopecia
I-I-I hate wack n*ggas, I should really slap n*ggas
These n*ggas trippin' when I put 'em on the map, n*ggas
How you gon' break that? How you gon' fake that?
Ain't at no wedding, but all my girls cake pop
Sle-slepin' on me, no mattress though
I'm-I'm a burn the beat down, no matches though
No-no, they can't keep up? They molasses slow
I'm-I'm the greatest Queens b*tch, with the cashes flow
Lo-lookin', lookin' at me like it's my fault
Try-tryin' to take sneak pictures with they iPhone
I-I like independent b*tches like July 4th
No-now that's what young Harriet died for (I-I'm, I-I'm)
[Chorus: Ciara]
I-I'm the sh*t with no makeup, don't have to curl my hair up
All this booty here mine, I'm a dollar worth a dime
R-r-real bosses stand up, ladies throw your hands up and say
"I know I'm cute, I know I'm fly, you ask me why? 'Cause I'm the sh*t"
I'm the sh*t with no makeup, don't have to curl my hair up
All this booty here mine, I'm a dollar worth a dime
R-r-real bosses stand up, la-ladies throw your hands up and say
"I know I'm cute, I know I'm fly, you ask me why? 'Cause I'm the sh*t"