Nicki Minaj – FTCU (SLEEZEMIX) Ft Travis Scott, Chris Brown & Sexyy Red Lyrics

FTCU (SLEEZEMIX) Lyrics

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame, Nicki Minaj & Future]
Fuck this club up, fuck this-fuck this club up (This the sleezemix; Flocka)
Fuck this club up, fuck this-fuck this club up (This the sleezemix; Flocka)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (This the sleezemix; Flocka)
(ATL Jacob, he a fuckin’ millionaire)
Heavy On It (Yeah)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah; Flocka)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Yeah, yeah, yeah; Flocka)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Yeah, yeah, yeah; Flocka)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Flocka)

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
High heels on my tippies
Dolce & Gabbana, that’s on my titties
Cop me Vetements when I ride the dickie
I still got the juice, bitch, buy a sippie
I will never slippy like a Mickey
Stay in your Tory lane, bitch, I’m not Iggy
I know that these niggas tryna bang like Chiddy
I am such a catch, nigga, throw on ya mitty

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]
Uh, who wanna play with Nicki?
Got the power, I could tell my niggas, “Spray like 50”
Distribute about a million dollars worth of brickies
Told ’em to keep fifty, my cut nine-fifty, bitchy

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Woo, fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Back-to-back I came, back to fuck the club up (Ooh-ooh)
Is that that bitch I made rich last night?
I think it was her (Ooh-ooh)
Ski mask on, Oakleys on my eyes, I’m undercover (Ooh-ooh)
I had to fly to Nice, she nice
We back on that Monaco coast
That bitch is gon’ sound like a boat (Ooh-ooh)
I’m paying a fee and a price
That’s my lil’ freak, she bi (Ooh-ooh)
She got a lil’ baby that wan’ stay the night
I’m sinkin’ my teeth, she seekin’ advice (Ooh-ooh)
I’m tryin’ to record, gotta stick my phone in rice
Gotta lock in with that bitch (Let’s go)
She done fell in love with me, jumped on that headfirst
She gon’ think I popped a pill ’cause I fucked her ’til she burst (Pop it)
Yeah, let me see you work (Work)
Can you twerk, can you squirt? (Twerk)
All this money on me soon as I hit the club, they get alert

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & Travis Scott]
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Flocka)
(Can you twerk, can you squirt?)
(Can you twerk, can you squirt?)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Flocka)
(Can you twerk, can you squirt?)
(See you work, can you twerk?)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Flocka)
(Can you twerk, can you squirt?)
(Can you twerk, can you squirt?)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Flocka)

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
I just fucked on OF and I hope I don’t get caught (Mm)
I just fucked an influencer, turned her to a thot (Thot)
She just took a Tesla before she gave me top (Top)
Her boyfriend is a heckler (Haha), he beggin’ her to stop
Big booty bitch, coochie is the juiciest (Juicy)
She wear that jumbo Chanel like a crucifix
She got on Van Cleefs and pearls like a bougee bitch (Ski-ski)
I told her go and pop that pussy ’cause I’m really rich (Pop it)
I shoot my shot at a bitch, and I know I won’t miss
But these niggas be blocking like goalies
I threw my bro an assist and he threw it right back and you claiming that bitch like a trophy
I’m out in Italy with an Italian bitch and she eat the dick up like Cannoli
Then she showed up with her man at a fashion event and tried acting like she didn’t know me

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame, Chris Brown, Sexyy Red]
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Yeah, aight bitch; Flocka)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (I’ma fuck this whole shit up; Flocka)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (Baow, baow-baow, baow; Flocka)
Fuck this club up, fuck this, fuck this club up (It’s Sexyy; Flocka)

[Verse 4: Sexyy Red & Nicki Minaj]
Say he like my accent and he say he like my swag
Call me Mrs. Take Your Nigga, I’ll take your nigga fast
Stiletto pumps on in the club, acting bad
All the niggas choosing on me ’cause they know I got that ass
S-E-X-the-Y (Brr)
I do splits on the D like exercise (Oop)
I’m just spitting facts, F-E-N-D-I
Prints On or Versace or we on Off-White, uh
I’m a rich hood bitch and I’m out poppin’ tags
I be on some coolin’ shit, don’t make me reach up in my bag
Higher than a motherfucker, you would think I popped a Xan
In the club, fucked up, hoes muggin’, I’ll beat you ass
Who think they can fuck with Sexyy?
I be hangin’ with them shooters, so like why would you test me?
Yeah, I’m a bad bitch, but this shit can get messy
I ain’t gotta lift a finger, I just look at my bestie, yeah

[Outro: Waka Flocka Flame & Sexyy Red]
Fuck this, fuck this, fuck this club up (It’s Sexyy; Flocka)
Fuck this, fuck this club up (It’s Sexyy; Flocka)
Fuck this, fuck this, fuck this club (Flocka)
Fuck this, fuck this, fuck this, fuck this club up (Flocka)