[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Yo... yo, yo yo yo, hold the doe
Let me get up on the floor like Mardi Gras
Like every time I rhyme I sun the shine
Lil mama, you a bird like you done some time
Every, every time I spit it's a massacre
So they better more fast like nas-acar
Everyone want a dime, I'm, I'm the best
When I get up in the club I grind the best
You don't know, you better respect me
I'm with a tryfit, affidicuous Nicki
I am the one, like Tracy McGrady
Now little daddy let me, let me upgrade ya
Come on, I make it hot, see I'm a hot one
I keep the stack & let Max play the shotgun
I'm in the good car, always with a hood star
Introducing Mr. & Mrs. Good Bar
[Hook x2:]
Get up on my level niggas, get it up
Gettin Dirty Money figures, throw it up
Get up on my level bitches, get it up
Drink some Dirty Money bitches, get a cup
[Verse 2: Gravy]
It's frego daddy, grade V of coarse
God Willing coming soon, I'm the good of New York
I shine like VVS stones in the dark
Take a seat, when you here me like Rosa Parks
Fuck the chit chat
Let's talk guns & drugs, you with that?
Tryin' to see a mill or two, fuck who I'm better than
Rollin up on a dutch, you know I need my medicine
It's high noon & I'm the nigga that shot the sheriff
Me & Nicki's like Bonnie & Clyde, don't be embarrassed
I'm sort of like a rabbit the way I love my cabbage
But I Still watch for 5-0 like I'm Garret
08′ Challenger lookin' like Dukes of Hazzard
Turn it into a coupe, and now the roofs gone
Word to Nicki Minaj with daisy dukes on
See it's Max-a-millie-on, chumps so move on
Before I Get like a auto-bot and transform
Too Hot & I ain't Mims
I flip bricks while you little clown still buyin' rims
Who's in charge, stop frontin' like I ain't him
I'm sect, 5th ave, you still shop at Fims
Superstar with the Audemar & a pair of Tims
Who you're wives screwing? Flossin', I been doin'
Fuckers
[Hook x2]
Can't Stop Won't Stop lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Lil Wayne)
Good morning New York,
Good afternoon New Orleans,
Goodnight America,
This Is Young Money...Nicki Minaj
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
They don't make us to break us, no I'm with the bakers
I'm gettin' bread with dread up in Jamaica
It's them young stunners, Nick and Lil Weezy
Nick, I'm the chick that go getta like Jeezy
Fall back 'cause I do this here
Step your bars up or you're through this year
Yep, it's only right that the whole block's there
Hopped out the air in the blue and white Lear
I'm here, I'm lit, long hair, don't care
Steady starin' at my ear, 'cause my ear on glare
Now it's not hard to find me, top behind me
You be Harry Potter and I'll be Hermione
I'll be early, I'm the girl they
Call the one like I'm my first birthday
I'm in that Range Rov, rockin' that kango
That pussy real good, it tastes like mango
[Hook]
Can't stop, won't stop reppin' Young Money and we
We get down and we, we get down and we
Boys they, boys they love me
[Dj Scratched] (Chromed out Eleven Hundred)
Can't stop, won't stop reppin' Young Money and we
We get down and we, we get down and we
Boys they, boys they love me
[Hook]
Can't stop, won't stop reppin' Young Money and we
We get down and we, we get down and we
Boys they, boys they love me
[Dj Scratched] (Chromed out Eleven Hundred)
Can't stop, won't stop reppin' Young Money and we
We get down and we, we get down and we
Boys they, boys they love me
I'm on tour 'til my money's like the bus height
Ice lookin' bright, see me comin' like bus lights, Weezy!
(Nicki Minaj...)
(Young Money...)
(Fuck with me Fendi)
Good afternoon New Orleans,
Goodnight America,
This Is Young Money...Nicki Minaj
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
They don't make us to break us, no I'm with the bakers
I'm gettin' bread with dread up in Jamaica
It's them young stunners, Nick and Lil Weezy
Nick, I'm the chick that go getta like Jeezy
Fall back 'cause I do this here
Step your bars up or you're through this year
Yep, it's only right that the whole block's there
Hopped out the air in the blue and white Lear
I'm here, I'm lit, long hair, don't care
Steady starin' at my ear, 'cause my ear on glare
Now it's not hard to find me, top behind me
You be Harry Potter and I'll be Hermione
I'll be early, I'm the girl they
Call the one like I'm my first birthday
I'm in that Range Rov, rockin' that kango
That pussy real good, it tastes like mango
[Hook]
Can't stop, won't stop reppin' Young Money and we
We get down and we, we get down and we
Boys they, boys they love me
[Dj Scratched] (Chromed out Eleven Hundred)
Can't stop, won't stop reppin' Young Money and we
We get down and we, we get down and we
Boys they, boys they love me
[Hook]
Can't stop, won't stop reppin' Young Money and we
We get down and we, we get down and we
Boys they, boys they love me
[Dj Scratched] (Chromed out Eleven Hundred)
Can't stop, won't stop reppin' Young Money and we
We get down and we, we get down and we
Boys they, boys they love me
I'm on tour 'til my money's like the bus height
Ice lookin' bright, see me comin' like bus lights, Weezy!
(Nicki Minaj...)
(Young Money...)
(Fuck with me Fendi)
1-900-Ms-Minaj lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Hell Rell, Red Café, Murda Mook, Ransom & Gravy)
Young Big Mike
Dirty Money
And The New Problem in the Game
She Go By the Name of 'Nicki Minaj'
As Ms.Minaj if ya Nasty (ta-ta)
This Shit Right here
Is the Motherfuckin' Mixtape
"Playtime is Over"
Find ya one, I don't Co-sign No Bullshit
No More Talk, lets Get it Poppin'!
[Phone Rings]
Yes Sir! Young Big Mike
Nicki Minaj!
Lets get into Another Brand new Joint
This Shit Right Here is Called '1-900'!
Nicki Minaj, Dirty Money!
[Nicki Moans]
Shout Out to Fendi, Gravy!
Shout Out to the Whole Young Money!
Weezy, What's Poppin'
[Nicki:]
[Nicki Moans]
Uha, That tickles
Hey...
[Slurp]
You've Reached...
Nicki Minaj...
and umm...
Uha I Can't Come to the Phone Right Now 'Cause...
I'm Sitting on your Favorite Rapper's Face
[Nicki Giggles]
Umm...
[Nicki Moans]
Anyway...
As Soon as I Get up...
Uha, I'll Call you back
Ba
Dirty Money
And The New Problem in the Game
She Go By the Name of 'Nicki Minaj'
As Ms.Minaj if ya Nasty (ta-ta)
This Shit Right here
Is the Motherfuckin' Mixtape
"Playtime is Over"
Find ya one, I don't Co-sign No Bullshit
No More Talk, lets Get it Poppin'!
[Phone Rings]
Yes Sir! Young Big Mike
Nicki Minaj!
Lets get into Another Brand new Joint
This Shit Right Here is Called '1-900'!
Nicki Minaj, Dirty Money!
[Nicki Moans]
Shout Out to Fendi, Gravy!
Shout Out to the Whole Young Money!
Weezy, What's Poppin'
[Nicki:]
[Nicki Moans]
Uha, That tickles
Hey...
[Slurp]
You've Reached...
Nicki Minaj...
and umm...
Uha I Can't Come to the Phone Right Now 'Cause...
I'm Sitting on your Favorite Rapper's Face
[Nicki Giggles]
Umm...
[Nicki Moans]
Anyway...
As Soon as I Get up...
Uha, I'll Call you back
Ba
Boss Ass Bitch (Remix) lyrics - Nicki Minaj (with PTAF)
[PTAF]
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass
[Nicki]
Yo, I employ these niggas
They be grown men, but I little-boy these niggas
Want the cookie, so I gotta Chips Ahoy these niggas
But I never iPhone, Android these niggas
Use rubbers with 'em, I don't never raw these niggas
More money than em', I'ma son all these niggas
I ain't shopping, but it's like I gotta store these niggas
Put em' on time-out and never call these niggas
Pussy like girls, damn, is my pussy gay?
It's a holiday- Play with my pussy day!
Pussy this, pussy that, pussy cakin'
Pussy ride dick like she a Jamaican
Pussy stay warm, pussy on vacation
You loose bitches need a pussy renovation
You can eat it with a pussy reservation
Pussy 'bout to get a standing ovation
Clap, clap, clap for this pussy, nigga
But I can't give this pussy to a pussy nigga
Aw man, slow down
I'ma give you somethin' that you could hold down
But I can't give you head, I'm too ill for that
I'ma make a movie still kill bill for that
'Cause what the fuck, this ain't Chanel, nigga, custom gown?
What the fuck, I ain't smokin' hot, bust me down?
You the same clown nigga that was runnin' me down?
Now you all up in the store 'cause you wanna be down?
I said, rule #1 to be a boss ass bitch:
Never let a clown nigga try to play you
If he play you, then rule #2:
Fuck his best friends, then make 'em yes-men
And get a dick pic, and then you press send
And send a red heart and send a kissy face
And tell him that his friends love how your pussy tastes
And that's rule #3, I'm the school T
My wrists look like I am a jewel thief
But that's just 'cause I am a boss bitch
Now macaroni cheese and grill my swordfish
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
If he catch my drift, he could catch my jizz
I be out in Cali runnin' all my businesses
I be out in Cali watchin' back my Christmas vids
Every time I fuck him, yes I tell him this is his
Look down at it, and I said, "This is big."
And my game is so cold, I said, "This is rigged."
Best flow in the game, this is not a lie
Tell them bitches cross they t's and dot they I
I came back, bitches flows still boring
I said, "Damn man, go back to whoring."
You know I still lead the league in scoring
You know I'm still bad and I'm still foreign
I'ma give bitches time to get hot
Chill out at the game, New York, nigga buck
If they actually got bars, they could rock
But if not, I'ma destroy chicks a lot
But on the real, I'm album mode
Just dropped this freestyle 'fore these files get old
When I lay low, bitches be safe and sound
When I come back, they better not make a sound
I hear you!
When I'm back on the prowl,
You bitches better have my money
'Cause I'm coming for you!
Uh, okay, I order rich bitch sauce
Rich bitch cold, got a rich bitch cough
Which bitch want it? I'll go rich bitch off
'Cause you know my style gettin' bit ripped off!
When I'm at the restaurant, rich bitch sauce
Rich bitch cold, I got a rich bitch cough
Which bitch want it? I go rich bitch off
'Cause you know my style gettin' bit ripped off!
I'm a boss, I'm a boss
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 star bitch is [2x]
Ask Lil Wayne, ask Lil Wayne
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 star bitch is
Ask Birdman who the 5 star bitch is
Ask Young Money who the 5 star bitch is
Who the 5 star bitch is [2x]
Ask Birdman who the 5 star bitch is
Ask Lil Wayne, ask Lil Wayne
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 star bitch is
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass
[Nicki]
Yo, I employ these niggas
They be grown men, but I little-boy these niggas
Want the cookie, so I gotta Chips Ahoy these niggas
But I never iPhone, Android these niggas
Use rubbers with 'em, I don't never raw these niggas
More money than em', I'ma son all these niggas
I ain't shopping, but it's like I gotta store these niggas
Put em' on time-out and never call these niggas
Pussy like girls, damn, is my pussy gay?
It's a holiday- Play with my pussy day!
Pussy this, pussy that, pussy cakin'
Pussy ride dick like she a Jamaican
Pussy stay warm, pussy on vacation
You loose bitches need a pussy renovation
You can eat it with a pussy reservation
Pussy 'bout to get a standing ovation
Clap, clap, clap for this pussy, nigga
But I can't give this pussy to a pussy nigga
Aw man, slow down
I'ma give you somethin' that you could hold down
But I can't give you head, I'm too ill for that
I'ma make a movie still kill bill for that
'Cause what the fuck, this ain't Chanel, nigga, custom gown?
What the fuck, I ain't smokin' hot, bust me down?
You the same clown nigga that was runnin' me down?
Now you all up in the store 'cause you wanna be down?
I said, rule #1 to be a boss ass bitch:
Never let a clown nigga try to play you
If he play you, then rule #2:
Fuck his best friends, then make 'em yes-men
And get a dick pic, and then you press send
And send a red heart and send a kissy face
And tell him that his friends love how your pussy tastes
And that's rule #3, I'm the school T
My wrists look like I am a jewel thief
But that's just 'cause I am a boss bitch
Now macaroni cheese and grill my swordfish
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
If he catch my drift, he could catch my jizz
I be out in Cali runnin' all my businesses
I be out in Cali watchin' back my Christmas vids
Every time I fuck him, yes I tell him this is his
Look down at it, and I said, "This is big."
And my game is so cold, I said, "This is rigged."
Best flow in the game, this is not a lie
Tell them bitches cross they t's and dot they I
I came back, bitches flows still boring
I said, "Damn man, go back to whoring."
You know I still lead the league in scoring
You know I'm still bad and I'm still foreign
I'ma give bitches time to get hot
Chill out at the game, New York, nigga buck
If they actually got bars, they could rock
But if not, I'ma destroy chicks a lot
But on the real, I'm album mode
Just dropped this freestyle 'fore these files get old
When I lay low, bitches be safe and sound
When I come back, they better not make a sound
I hear you!
When I'm back on the prowl,
You bitches better have my money
'Cause I'm coming for you!
Uh, okay, I order rich bitch sauce
Rich bitch cold, got a rich bitch cough
Which bitch want it? I'll go rich bitch off
'Cause you know my style gettin' bit ripped off!
When I'm at the restaurant, rich bitch sauce
Rich bitch cold, I got a rich bitch cough
Which bitch want it? I go rich bitch off
'Cause you know my style gettin' bit ripped off!
I'm a boss, I'm a boss
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 star bitch is [2x]
Ask Lil Wayne, ask Lil Wayne
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 star bitch is
Ask Birdman who the 5 star bitch is
Ask Young Money who the 5 star bitch is
Who the 5 star bitch is [2x]
Ask Birdman who the 5 star bitch is
Ask Lil Wayne, ask Lil Wayne
Ask Lil Wayne who the 5 star bitch is
Bring It Back lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Y'all must not know who I am
I don get to the spot till 2 am
Don't be mad lil mama cuz you not in
Errbody wanna roll with the crew I'm in
They wanna know why I'm posted at the bar
I tell 'em that I'm just singing posters at the bar
But really, I on know why I'm posted at the bar
You bitches act up I got the toaster by the bar
I get cake cuz I always got a hustle
I pump weight and I ain't talkin' 'bout my muscles
At the club every day but that hoe ain't me
Cuz I be home with the scale like Do Ray Mi
When I step up in the spa that's a rap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I do my new step, two times with a clap
Tell 'em to bring it back, tell 'em to bring it back
When I step up in the spa that's a rap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I do my new step, two times with a clap
On me, get a glass, on me, bring it back
I hate a dude that be actin' like he get dough
But you know money short like Sisco
Actin' like he got funds for days
Tryna act like a man, yeah the one with dame
I hate a dude with a mad bling-a-bling
That shit don't make up for no wack ding-a-ling
I hate a dude that be pushin' a Benz
Or he live with his mother, or he stay with his friends
Nigga please, what the fuck you done for me
Say you're under company but can't have company
I guess the Lord jus' be tryna humble me
How the fuck you eatin' tuna and its not bumblebee
When I step up in the spa that's a rap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I do my new step, two times with a clap
Tell 'em to bring it back, tell 'em to bring it back
When I step up in the spa that's a rap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I do my new step, two times with a clap
On me, get a glass, on me, bring it back
I hate a girl that be stuntin' in the game
Iced out chain with a best friend name
Cuz them the girls that be swervin' in my lane
Why they lookin' for change in they boyfriend Range
I hate a clown touch down to my town
When the cheque comes she short like bust down
I hate a girl stay singin' in public
Everywhere I got they be singin' some dumb shit
Fuck her gettin' a deal, I had one too
I hate a girl that see her man and say , that's my boo
It make you mad when they front like they right
They need help like they only got 5 on it
When I step up in the spa that's a rap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I do my new step, two times with a clap
Tell 'em to bring it back, tell 'em to bring it back
When I step up in the spa that's a rap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I do my new step, two times with a clap
On me, get a glass, on me, bring it back
When I step up in the spa that's a rap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I do my new step, two times with a clap
Tell 'em to bring it back, tell 'em to bring it back
When I step up in the spa that's a rap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I do my new step, two times with a clap
On me, get a glass, on me, bring it back
I don get to the spot till 2 am
Don't be mad lil mama cuz you not in
Errbody wanna roll with the crew I'm in
They wanna know why I'm posted at the bar
I tell 'em that I'm just singing posters at the bar
But really, I on know why I'm posted at the bar
You bitches act up I got the toaster by the bar
I get cake cuz I always got a hustle
I pump weight and I ain't talkin' 'bout my muscles
At the club every day but that hoe ain't me
Cuz I be home with the scale like Do Ray Mi
When I step up in the spa that's a rap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I do my new step, two times with a clap
Tell 'em to bring it back, tell 'em to bring it back
When I step up in the spa that's a rap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I do my new step, two times with a clap
On me, get a glass, on me, bring it back
I hate a dude that be actin' like he get dough
But you know money short like Sisco
Actin' like he got funds for days
Tryna act like a man, yeah the one with dame
I hate a dude with a mad bling-a-bling
That shit don't make up for no wack ding-a-ling
I hate a dude that be pushin' a Benz
Or he live with his mother, or he stay with his friends
Nigga please, what the fuck you done for me
Say you're under company but can't have company
I guess the Lord jus' be tryna humble me
How the fuck you eatin' tuna and its not bumblebee
When I step up in the spa that's a rap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I do my new step, two times with a clap
Tell 'em to bring it back, tell 'em to bring it back
When I step up in the spa that's a rap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I do my new step, two times with a clap
On me, get a glass, on me, bring it back
I hate a girl that be stuntin' in the game
Iced out chain with a best friend name
Cuz them the girls that be swervin' in my lane
Why they lookin' for change in they boyfriend Range
I hate a clown touch down to my town
When the cheque comes she short like bust down
I hate a girl stay singin' in public
Everywhere I got they be singin' some dumb shit
Fuck her gettin' a deal, I had one too
I hate a girl that see her man and say , that's my boo
It make you mad when they front like they right
They need help like they only got 5 on it
When I step up in the spa that's a rap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I do my new step, two times with a clap
Tell 'em to bring it back, tell 'em to bring it back
When I step up in the spa that's a rap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I do my new step, two times with a clap
On me, get a glass, on me, bring it back
When I step up in the spa that's a rap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I do my new step, two times with a clap
Tell 'em to bring it back, tell 'em to bring it back
When I step up in the spa that's a rap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I do my new step, two times with a clap
On me, get a glass, on me, bring it back
Chi-Raq lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Lil Herb)
[Verse 1 - Nicki Minaj:]
Ain't yelling cut when it's shooting time
Sign up, it's recruiting time
Big wigs with a suit and tie
And them big things got two inside
Fuck wrong with these ho niggas?
I don't do coke, I don't blow niggas
I don't tell niggas, I show niggas
And it's never less than like 4 niggas
4 wings and some french fries
Hot sauce and ketchup nigga
He telling and he hiding but real niggas will still catch a nigga
I cop Raris, I don't test drive em
Home theaters, can't best buy em
These niggas that I roll with don't let a single thing get by em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town no gun laws
Broke bitches that talk shit, now them the bitches I stunt for
Malcolm X daughter came at me
Looking ass niggas ain't happy
Rolled out with some Latin Kings and some eses and them plain khakis
Smack bitches, no smack cam
Closed fists, no back hands
Pop pussy on a hand stand, they sucking dick like it's band camp
Call Web and then call Nitty
Queens niggas in it's all hoodies
Kidnapping and then rob niggas
Call D-rock for a biggie
Pussy ass lil rap niggas
I fucked with real trap niggas
Pop star, icon but I send niggas come snatch niggas
I'm with EBK, you on EBT
Got a black nine, call it BET
School niggas get a GED
And I tease niggas make em B.E.G
Got a money fetish, imma fly to Venice
Got a big house I can play some tennis
Lil herb, what's good?
I'm a bad bitch and I fuck good
[Hook - Lil Herb:]
Know a couple niggas that's down to ride for a homicide
When it's drama time
Run up on a nigga with the llamas flyin
Leave his loved ones all traumatized
One-fifty I'm really wit' it
I'll drop his ass and then forget it
I'm the man round my side of town
Might see a bitch and forget I hit it
[Verse 2 - Lil Herb:]
I'm a young nigga I be getting money
Take your bitch from you
And these niggas get no respect
I'mma stay 100 till I'm 6 under
Matter fact I gotta keep it 150
For every nigga that's gon come with me
I'm on rock block with a new semi and a blue Bentley and do 160
Smoke a lot a of weed
Like fuck gimmicks, put a dutch in me
Got a 40 on me, I don't trust any
And if any nigga ever try to end me
I'mma die shooting praying God forgive me
You too busy hating you can't get no paper, why are ya'll so silly?
Straight killers I can call so many
I don't love no bitches but my mom, my sister, my gun and Nicki
I'm in Hollywood came from Kingston Food
Shorties standing in the streets with tools
Where I'm from we don't play no games
Ain't no April fools, you will make the news
Where I hang we don't say no names
If you talk to cop I stay away from you
Keep your mouth shut in them investigations
You'll be out the station in a day or two
Dedication and a little patience
Leave the domination on my way to greatness
Don't put yourself up in a situation
Putting my relations in your conversations
Shoot a opposition with no hesitation
You get my position nigga better take it
Know some young bulls from a while back
Tryna leave the game but they never made it
I got old shit, killing your shit
On a couple tracks i just never played it
Pussy nigga you don't want war I got old clips bitch I'm Baron Davis
Pussy nigga you don't want war I got old clips bitch I'm Baron Davis
[Hook - Lil Herb]
[Lil Herb:]
Gang, gang, gang shit man you already know I'm rocking man. This is G Herbo shout out Nicki Minaj you know man. SB just gave me the nine with the green, Beans just gave me the green light. Letting niggas have it man we pulling up anywhere wetting shit man. Got 50s in them Tecs, 50s in them Mecs man, 30s in them Glocks. 17 shot Berettas all that shit man. Sawed offs, pumps man what you want? How you want it, where you want, where you want it, lets get it. And I ride Dolo from state to state even when I ain't 150 man Chiraq all the way to Queens, lets get it
[Nicki Minaj:]
Uh-huh I always got a trick up my sleeve. I might give you a new trick every week till this album drop, I don't know. I figured they want some more, I'mma give you some more. Ask Web if I wasn't taking them trips, what up nigga?
Ain't yelling cut when it's shooting time
Sign up, it's recruiting time
Big wigs with a suit and tie
And them big things got two inside
Fuck wrong with these ho niggas?
I don't do coke, I don't blow niggas
I don't tell niggas, I show niggas
And it's never less than like 4 niggas
4 wings and some french fries
Hot sauce and ketchup nigga
He telling and he hiding but real niggas will still catch a nigga
I cop Raris, I don't test drive em
Home theaters, can't best buy em
These niggas that I roll with don't let a single thing get by em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town no gun laws
Broke bitches that talk shit, now them the bitches I stunt for
Malcolm X daughter came at me
Looking ass niggas ain't happy
Rolled out with some Latin Kings and some eses and them plain khakis
Smack bitches, no smack cam
Closed fists, no back hands
Pop pussy on a hand stand, they sucking dick like it's band camp
Call Web and then call Nitty
Queens niggas in it's all hoodies
Kidnapping and then rob niggas
Call D-rock for a biggie
Pussy ass lil rap niggas
I fucked with real trap niggas
Pop star, icon but I send niggas come snatch niggas
I'm with EBK, you on EBT
Got a black nine, call it BET
School niggas get a GED
And I tease niggas make em B.E.G
Got a money fetish, imma fly to Venice
Got a big house I can play some tennis
Lil herb, what's good?
I'm a bad bitch and I fuck good
[Hook - Lil Herb:]
Know a couple niggas that's down to ride for a homicide
When it's drama time
Run up on a nigga with the llamas flyin
Leave his loved ones all traumatized
One-fifty I'm really wit' it
I'll drop his ass and then forget it
I'm the man round my side of town
Might see a bitch and forget I hit it
[Verse 2 - Lil Herb:]
I'm a young nigga I be getting money
Take your bitch from you
And these niggas get no respect
I'mma stay 100 till I'm 6 under
Matter fact I gotta keep it 150
For every nigga that's gon come with me
I'm on rock block with a new semi and a blue Bentley and do 160
Smoke a lot a of weed
Like fuck gimmicks, put a dutch in me
Got a 40 on me, I don't trust any
And if any nigga ever try to end me
I'mma die shooting praying God forgive me
You too busy hating you can't get no paper, why are ya'll so silly?
Straight killers I can call so many
I don't love no bitches but my mom, my sister, my gun and Nicki
I'm in Hollywood came from Kingston Food
Shorties standing in the streets with tools
Where I'm from we don't play no games
Ain't no April fools, you will make the news
Where I hang we don't say no names
If you talk to cop I stay away from you
Keep your mouth shut in them investigations
You'll be out the station in a day or two
Dedication and a little patience
Leave the domination on my way to greatness
Don't put yourself up in a situation
Putting my relations in your conversations
Shoot a opposition with no hesitation
You get my position nigga better take it
Know some young bulls from a while back
Tryna leave the game but they never made it
I got old shit, killing your shit
On a couple tracks i just never played it
Pussy nigga you don't want war I got old clips bitch I'm Baron Davis
Pussy nigga you don't want war I got old clips bitch I'm Baron Davis
[Hook - Lil Herb]
[Lil Herb:]
Gang, gang, gang shit man you already know I'm rocking man. This is G Herbo shout out Nicki Minaj you know man. SB just gave me the nine with the green, Beans just gave me the green light. Letting niggas have it man we pulling up anywhere wetting shit man. Got 50s in them Tecs, 50s in them Mecs man, 30s in them Glocks. 17 shot Berettas all that shit man. Sawed offs, pumps man what you want? How you want it, where you want, where you want it, lets get it. And I ride Dolo from state to state even when I ain't 150 man Chiraq all the way to Queens, lets get it
[Nicki Minaj:]
Uh-huh I always got a trick up my sleeve. I might give you a new trick every week till this album drop, I don't know. I figured they want some more, I'mma give you some more. Ask Web if I wasn't taking them trips, what up nigga?
Flawless (Remix) lyrics - Beyonce (feat. Nicki Minaj)
Dum-da-de-da
Do, do, do, do, do, do
(Coming down, dripping candy on the ground)
It's that Yoncé, your Yoncé in that lingerie
On that chardonnay, scoring touchdowns on yo runway
I'm Texas forever like Bun B, and I'm redboned yo
Billion Ring like Donjae, I'm camo in here yo
These thots can't clock me nowadays
You wish I was your pound cake
Boy you know I look good as fuck
You wish I was your babymomma
Want me to come around and give you good karma, but no
We escalate, up in this bitch like elevators
Of course sometimes shit go down
When it's a billion dollars on an elevator
Of course sometimes shit go down
When it's a billion dollars on an elevator
(Ha, ha, God damn, God damn, God damn)
Momma taught me good home training
My Daddy taught me how to love my haters
My sister told me I should speak my mind
My man made me feel so God damn fine (I'm flawless!)
You wake up, flawless
Post up, flawless
Ridin' round in it, flawless
Flossin' on that, flawless
This diamond, flawless
My diamond, flawless
This rock, flawless
My Roc, flawless
I woke up like this, I woke up like this
We flawless, ladies tell 'em
I woke up like this, I woke up like this
We flawless, ladies tell 'em
Say "I look so good tonight"
God damn, God damn
Say "I look so good tonight"
God damn, God damn, God damn
I wake up looking this good
And I wouldn't change it if I could
(If I could, if I, if I, could)
And you can say what you want
I'm the shit (what you want I'm the shit)
I'm the shit, I'm the shit, I'm the shit
I want everyone to feel like this, tonight
God damn, God damn, God damn
(Onika)
[Nicki Minaj:]
Looking Trinidadian, Japanese and Indian
Got Malaysian, got that yaki, that wavy Brazilian
[Beyonce:]
(Them bitches thirsty, I'm Hungarian
Nicki, Bey, be eatin' diamond fangs, barbarian, ah)
[Nicki Minaj:]
Yo, like MJ doctor, they killing me
Propofol, I know they hope I fall
But tell 'em winning is my motherfuckin' protocol
'Cause I score before I ever throw the ball
These bitches washed up and ain't no fuckin' soap involved, uh
It's every hood nigga dream, fantasizing about Nicki and Bey
Curvalicious, pussy served delicious
Mayday mayday, earth to bitches
Slap these hoes on they ass like we birthing bitches, uh
The queen of rap, slayin with queen Bey
If you ain't on the team, you playin' for team D
'Cause we A-listers, we paid sisters
This watch right here done faced blizzards
I confess, I woke up like this
All this drank in my cup like this
All this ass on that flawless dick
Instagram another flawless pic
Flawless city with these flawless titties
I've got all these hundreds, you've got all them fifties
I'm with some flawless bitches because they be mobbin' pretty
'Cause niggas love bad bitches that be on they grizzly
Throw that ass back I be on my frisbee
Princess cut diamonds on my Disney
He want monster Nicki in Sri Lanka
I told 'em meet me at the trump, Ivanka
I said come here let me show you how this cookie tastes
This that yeah, nigga, eat the cookie face
(Right, Right, Right)
Do, do, do, do, do, do
(Coming down, dripping candy on the ground)
It's that Yoncé, your Yoncé in that lingerie
On that chardonnay, scoring touchdowns on yo runway
I'm Texas forever like Bun B, and I'm redboned yo
Billion Ring like Donjae, I'm camo in here yo
These thots can't clock me nowadays
You wish I was your pound cake
Boy you know I look good as fuck
You wish I was your babymomma
Want me to come around and give you good karma, but no
We escalate, up in this bitch like elevators
Of course sometimes shit go down
When it's a billion dollars on an elevator
Of course sometimes shit go down
When it's a billion dollars on an elevator
(Ha, ha, God damn, God damn, God damn)
Momma taught me good home training
My Daddy taught me how to love my haters
My sister told me I should speak my mind
My man made me feel so God damn fine (I'm flawless!)
You wake up, flawless
Post up, flawless
Ridin' round in it, flawless
Flossin' on that, flawless
This diamond, flawless
My diamond, flawless
This rock, flawless
My Roc, flawless
I woke up like this, I woke up like this
We flawless, ladies tell 'em
I woke up like this, I woke up like this
We flawless, ladies tell 'em
Say "I look so good tonight"
God damn, God damn
Say "I look so good tonight"
God damn, God damn, God damn
I wake up looking this good
And I wouldn't change it if I could
(If I could, if I, if I, could)
And you can say what you want
I'm the shit (what you want I'm the shit)
I'm the shit, I'm the shit, I'm the shit
I want everyone to feel like this, tonight
God damn, God damn, God damn
(Onika)
[Nicki Minaj:]
Looking Trinidadian, Japanese and Indian
Got Malaysian, got that yaki, that wavy Brazilian
[Beyonce:]
(Them bitches thirsty, I'm Hungarian
Nicki, Bey, be eatin' diamond fangs, barbarian, ah)
[Nicki Minaj:]
Yo, like MJ doctor, they killing me
Propofol, I know they hope I fall
But tell 'em winning is my motherfuckin' protocol
'Cause I score before I ever throw the ball
These bitches washed up and ain't no fuckin' soap involved, uh
It's every hood nigga dream, fantasizing about Nicki and Bey
Curvalicious, pussy served delicious
Mayday mayday, earth to bitches
Slap these hoes on they ass like we birthing bitches, uh
The queen of rap, slayin with queen Bey
If you ain't on the team, you playin' for team D
'Cause we A-listers, we paid sisters
This watch right here done faced blizzards
I confess, I woke up like this
All this drank in my cup like this
All this ass on that flawless dick
Instagram another flawless pic
Flawless city with these flawless titties
I've got all these hundreds, you've got all them fifties
I'm with some flawless bitches because they be mobbin' pretty
'Cause niggas love bad bitches that be on they grizzly
Throw that ass back I be on my frisbee
Princess cut diamonds on my Disney
He want monster Nicki in Sri Lanka
I told 'em meet me at the trump, Ivanka
I said come here let me show you how this cookie tastes
This that yeah, nigga, eat the cookie face
(Right, Right, Right)
Here And There (Girl You Bad) lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Ayo Corey, Listen man, If there's one thing I can't stand
It's you know these nondescripts
Acting like they don't know who the hell I am
You know what I mean, So that's why I gotta run down
I'm Nicki Minaj Nicki Lewinski, The black Hannah Montana
When I do it it get done (done done)
You must not know who I am
I don't get the spot 'till 2am
Don't be mad lil mama cause you not in
Everybody wanna roll with the crew I'm in
Look
They wanna know why I'm posted at the bar
I tell them I'm just signing posters at the bar
But really y'all know why I'm posted at the bar
Y'all bitches act up I got the toaster by the bar
I get cake 'cus I always got a hustle
I prompt weight and I ain't talkin' 'bout muscle
Club everyday but that ho ain't me
Cause I be home with the scale like do-ray-me
I mean I walk like Onami, I mean Naomi
I keep the thing on me
And you know it ain't a bitch that's got a thing on me
That's why he wanna go and put a ring on me
He be like, Oh God girl you bad
He be like, Oh God girl you bad
I be like, a million here a million there there
A milli in the air I mean in the lair lair
You must not know who I be
On my way to ti chi of the l.i.e
Don't be mad cause you not a ninja like me
Think she badder than Nicki thats a l.i.e
Bitches know I'm half gone, I got my skii mask on
You bitches is too busy getting T-bagged on
When I do it, it get done, two sticks in my bun
Pull up in the 6hun, They be fixin the run
Corset Louis Vuitton it be up in my boobs
I just left petite Vuitton let me buckle my shoes
Hold on lil daddy let me fix my soup
I got that presidential cooch
When he see it he salute
I am the mistress, Stay with a rasta
If you get at him, I'll turn your brain into pasta
In spaceships yep we came in with NASA
Even out in Mars we the stars, Oh my god
They be like, Oh God girl you bad
They be like, Oh God girl you bad
We be like, a million here a million there there
A milli in the air I mean in the lair lair
You must not know who I are
Sucka sucka mc's call me siyar
I'm the ninja my adlibs say hi-ya
Konichiwa sayonara
Listen, I am the girl, The girl they call Nicki
I am young Nicki and Nicki so picky
And I am like Jada, Halle and Kimora
No I'm not in church but this is Christian Dior
I'm not impressed, I'm not impressed with you
I'mma need alot of cheese and some mustard too
Cause I get more green then the vegetable
They say I'm rude, Yeah I'm rude like huxtable
I mean Rudy, I'm tutti fruity
And I got some good cookies so they blew it and took it
I'm so Marylin Monroe
When the wind blow I'm Marylin Monroe
They be like, Oh God girl you bad
They be like, Oh God girl you bad
We be like a million here a million there there
A milli in the air I mean in the lair lair
It's you know these nondescripts
Acting like they don't know who the hell I am
You know what I mean, So that's why I gotta run down
I'm Nicki Minaj Nicki Lewinski, The black Hannah Montana
When I do it it get done (done done)
You must not know who I am
I don't get the spot 'till 2am
Don't be mad lil mama cause you not in
Everybody wanna roll with the crew I'm in
Look
They wanna know why I'm posted at the bar
I tell them I'm just signing posters at the bar
But really y'all know why I'm posted at the bar
Y'all bitches act up I got the toaster by the bar
I get cake 'cus I always got a hustle
I prompt weight and I ain't talkin' 'bout muscle
Club everyday but that ho ain't me
Cause I be home with the scale like do-ray-me
I mean I walk like Onami, I mean Naomi
I keep the thing on me
And you know it ain't a bitch that's got a thing on me
That's why he wanna go and put a ring on me
He be like, Oh God girl you bad
He be like, Oh God girl you bad
I be like, a million here a million there there
A milli in the air I mean in the lair lair
You must not know who I be
On my way to ti chi of the l.i.e
Don't be mad cause you not a ninja like me
Think she badder than Nicki thats a l.i.e
Bitches know I'm half gone, I got my skii mask on
You bitches is too busy getting T-bagged on
When I do it, it get done, two sticks in my bun
Pull up in the 6hun, They be fixin the run
Corset Louis Vuitton it be up in my boobs
I just left petite Vuitton let me buckle my shoes
Hold on lil daddy let me fix my soup
I got that presidential cooch
When he see it he salute
I am the mistress, Stay with a rasta
If you get at him, I'll turn your brain into pasta
In spaceships yep we came in with NASA
Even out in Mars we the stars, Oh my god
They be like, Oh God girl you bad
They be like, Oh God girl you bad
We be like, a million here a million there there
A milli in the air I mean in the lair lair
You must not know who I are
Sucka sucka mc's call me siyar
I'm the ninja my adlibs say hi-ya
Konichiwa sayonara
Listen, I am the girl, The girl they call Nicki
I am young Nicki and Nicki so picky
And I am like Jada, Halle and Kimora
No I'm not in church but this is Christian Dior
I'm not impressed, I'm not impressed with you
I'mma need alot of cheese and some mustard too
Cause I get more green then the vegetable
They say I'm rude, Yeah I'm rude like huxtable
I mean Rudy, I'm tutti fruity
And I got some good cookies so they blew it and took it
I'm so Marylin Monroe
When the wind blow I'm Marylin Monroe
They be like, Oh God girl you bad
They be like, Oh God girl you bad
We be like a million here a million there there
A milli in the air I mean in the lair lair
I Got Next lyrics - Nicki Minaj
I got next, it's my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next, I'm on my grind
I got next, I'm gonna shine
I got next, it's my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next
And it don't matter what they say
We gon' make it
This is for the little girls that say ,Nicki you pretty
When you come to the city you don't act all sadiddy
You be all on the block or posted up in the drop
And everybody get a band whether you like it or not
But how you girls blow up and don't come to the hood
And how they raise their nose up like they don't come from the hood
Most of them be in sight till it's time for picture
That's why everything they write be a contradiction
I tell 'em I do it for the love I do it for the hugs
I do it for the bus, I do it for the thugs
I do it for the rich I do it for the poor
I do it for the kid that can't do no more
I got next, it's my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next, I'm on my grind
I got next, I'm gonna shine
I got next, it's my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next
And it don't matter what they say
We gon' make it
This is for my lil homies that be asking for kisses
When I'm granting their wishes they be passing their digits
Carry up on the block getting screwed by the cop
Cutting school getting off whether they like it or not
They'll break in your dough might break your jaw
They'll bring back a lot if you bring them an o
But what you really ain't know they airborne for start
With the ball in the gutter they can't turn no dodge
No matter the scauldron lieutenant or sergent
Aitforce the army airforce in army
For tits is on em no heat is on em
'Cause grand mama prayed that he'd leave the corner
I got next, it's my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next, I'm on my grind
I got next, I'm gonna shine
I got next, it's my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next
And it don't matter what they say
We gon' make it
I remember when I was everything in the fire
I know I got fire 23's on my tire
Shout out to my brothers Jelani and Micaiah
Thanks to the Messiah my money getting higher
One time for my niggas that be hugging the block
Two times for my niggas that be ducking the cop
Three times for my girls that pushing their own ride
Still she ain't no ride 'cause bitches they don't like
Sometimes you get mad when I blaze the gun
I see you without a man might erased your sun
But look when you blow up everybody gon' shut up
This goes out to everybody on the coma
I got next, it's my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next, I'm on my grind
I got next, I'm gonna shine
I got next, it's my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next
And it don't matter what they say
We gon' make it
I got next, to get mine
I got next, I'm on my grind
I got next, I'm gonna shine
I got next, it's my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next
And it don't matter what they say
We gon' make it
This is for the little girls that say ,Nicki you pretty
When you come to the city you don't act all sadiddy
You be all on the block or posted up in the drop
And everybody get a band whether you like it or not
But how you girls blow up and don't come to the hood
And how they raise their nose up like they don't come from the hood
Most of them be in sight till it's time for picture
That's why everything they write be a contradiction
I tell 'em I do it for the love I do it for the hugs
I do it for the bus, I do it for the thugs
I do it for the rich I do it for the poor
I do it for the kid that can't do no more
I got next, it's my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next, I'm on my grind
I got next, I'm gonna shine
I got next, it's my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next
And it don't matter what they say
We gon' make it
This is for my lil homies that be asking for kisses
When I'm granting their wishes they be passing their digits
Carry up on the block getting screwed by the cop
Cutting school getting off whether they like it or not
They'll break in your dough might break your jaw
They'll bring back a lot if you bring them an o
But what you really ain't know they airborne for start
With the ball in the gutter they can't turn no dodge
No matter the scauldron lieutenant or sergent
Aitforce the army airforce in army
For tits is on em no heat is on em
'Cause grand mama prayed that he'd leave the corner
I got next, it's my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next, I'm on my grind
I got next, I'm gonna shine
I got next, it's my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next
And it don't matter what they say
We gon' make it
I remember when I was everything in the fire
I know I got fire 23's on my tire
Shout out to my brothers Jelani and Micaiah
Thanks to the Messiah my money getting higher
One time for my niggas that be hugging the block
Two times for my niggas that be ducking the cop
Three times for my girls that pushing their own ride
Still she ain't no ride 'cause bitches they don't like
Sometimes you get mad when I blaze the gun
I see you without a man might erased your sun
But look when you blow up everybody gon' shut up
This goes out to everybody on the coma
I got next, it's my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next, I'm on my grind
I got next, I'm gonna shine
I got next, it's my time
I got next, to get mine
I got next
And it don't matter what they say
We gon' make it
I Love My Range Rover lyrics - Nicki Minaj
She's so pretty
She know they want her but
She's so sididdy
They can't afford her but
All the boys there when she comes around my way
Straight out the driveway head to the highway
Red light, green light, got the best moves
Headlights beam bright got the best boobs
I call her double R my rough rider
We hit a couple malls then I remind her
Cuz on the road of life she is the spokesmodel
Her body tighter than a coke bottle
She super charge cars anything for Minaj
And she could only park in the superstar garage
'Cause she-she-she-she bad if anybody ask
Her bags is boss cuz her leather so soft
If it ain't of been softer tell 'em raise the offer
Used to fuck with a yellow bitch named Porsche
N-n-now it's me and her she say it's you Minaj
Red underneath her shoe, that's Louie Vuitton
La [x28]
I love my, I love my, I love my Range Rover
I love my Range Rover, I-I-I love my Range Rover
I love my, I love my, I love my Range Rover
I love my Range Rover, I-I-I love my Range Rover
Pumps on the gas 140 on the dash
On the dash, on the dash on the d-d-d-d-ash
Pumps on the gas 140 on the dash
On the dash, on the dash on the d-d-d-d-ash
She's so dope
You know she even help me transport the dope
That mama stay around that white like the pope
They get the canine but they can't smell the coke
Now you tell me why is it,
Now you tell me why is it
Don't need the ricker's visit
That is beacause I'm about the colour of the ghecko lizard
She L-Lewinsky hold ya bosses
Come around town 300 horses
Power she devour got them gettin' divorces
I don't stop for officers
And now we hit hydrolics
That's for the left turn
We dive the piece she got more horses than a western
You know she beat weight so she don't eat late
A vegetarian and she sippin' on that V8
They try to gas her they try to put it in her
You can't pass her, she faster than a TV dinner
Her liquors poppin'
We call it armarol
We chuck the deuces up
La [x28]
I love my, I love my, I love my Range Rover
I love my Range Rove, I-I-I love my Range Rover
I love my, I love my, I love my Range Rover
I love my Range Rove, I-I-I love my Range Rover
Pumps on the gas 140 on the dash
On the dash, on the dash on the d-d-d-d-ash
Pumps on the gas 140 on the dash
On the dash, on the dash on the d-d-d-d-ash
She know they want her but
She's so sididdy
They can't afford her but
All the boys there when she comes around my way
Straight out the driveway head to the highway
Red light, green light, got the best moves
Headlights beam bright got the best boobs
I call her double R my rough rider
We hit a couple malls then I remind her
Cuz on the road of life she is the spokesmodel
Her body tighter than a coke bottle
She super charge cars anything for Minaj
And she could only park in the superstar garage
'Cause she-she-she-she bad if anybody ask
Her bags is boss cuz her leather so soft
If it ain't of been softer tell 'em raise the offer
Used to fuck with a yellow bitch named Porsche
N-n-now it's me and her she say it's you Minaj
Red underneath her shoe, that's Louie Vuitton
La [x28]
I love my, I love my, I love my Range Rover
I love my Range Rover, I-I-I love my Range Rover
I love my, I love my, I love my Range Rover
I love my Range Rover, I-I-I love my Range Rover
Pumps on the gas 140 on the dash
On the dash, on the dash on the d-d-d-d-ash
Pumps on the gas 140 on the dash
On the dash, on the dash on the d-d-d-d-ash
She's so dope
You know she even help me transport the dope
That mama stay around that white like the pope
They get the canine but they can't smell the coke
Now you tell me why is it,
Now you tell me why is it
Don't need the ricker's visit
That is beacause I'm about the colour of the ghecko lizard
She L-Lewinsky hold ya bosses
Come around town 300 horses
Power she devour got them gettin' divorces
I don't stop for officers
And now we hit hydrolics
That's for the left turn
We dive the piece she got more horses than a western
You know she beat weight so she don't eat late
A vegetarian and she sippin' on that V8
They try to gas her they try to put it in her
You can't pass her, she faster than a TV dinner
Her liquors poppin'
We call it armarol
We chuck the deuces up
La [x28]
I love my, I love my, I love my Range Rover
I love my Range Rove, I-I-I love my Range Rover
I love my, I love my, I love my Range Rover
I love my Range Rove, I-I-I love my Range Rover
Pumps on the gas 140 on the dash
On the dash, on the dash on the d-d-d-d-ash
Pumps on the gas 140 on the dash
On the dash, on the dash on the d-d-d-d-ash
Letter To Lil Wayne lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Dear Wayne
If this shit ever gets to you
Listen to me, There’s some things
I should have said to you
First of all
Every rapper need to bow to you
As a fan man I really am proud of you
Second of all I gotta say thanks
You really did alot
For my out of state banks
With that being said
Lets get down to the real
I still don’t understand
What went down with the deal
And I been waiting on you
Just to give me the word
You know, A couple nouns
And a couple of verbs
I do it for them girls
That be flippin’ the bird
Tryna get up out the hood
And get into the ‘burbs
But everything you said
Was it just pretend?
Maybe it was all a game like ESPN
I don’t really care if they hate on you
I be turning down meetings
Just to wait on you
But what I don’t understand is
Why you told them you signed me
If you wasn’t ready
To get totally behind me
I mean honestly, How could you deny me?
You know you’re Harry
And I’ll always be Hermione
I’ve been lonely
I’ve been waiting for you
I’m pretending that’s all I can do
The love I’m sending
Ain’t making it through to your heart
Dear Wayne
I’m writing another letter cause
You never did respond
It’s been a couple months
See when I speak
I say what people wanna hear
So this will be the last thing
That they gonna hear
But this will be the realest shit
That I ever wrote
You see me falling
Why you never sent down a rope?
I woulda climbed up
But now my times up
I swear to God man
I thought you had it lined up
But if the Lord
Had a head of thorns
Who am I but a broad
With some metaphors
Knockin’ on a set of doors
Knockin’ on heavens doors
Let’s play a game, Just for pretend
Could we play a game?
Lets act like you coming to me
Like you laced up your shoes
Started running to me
And you was running out of breath
But you kept going
‘Cause you finally realized what you slept on
You could take your own life
And you’re a sinner, I made you dinner
But you better be a hell of a sprinter
If you’re reading this letter
I done pulled the trigger
I done pulled the trigger
If you’re reading this letter
I done pulled the trigger
I’ve been lonely
I’ve been waiting for you
I’m pretending that’s all I can do
The love I’m sending
Ain’t making it through to your heart
If this shit ever gets to you
Listen to me, There’s some things
I should have said to you
First of all
Every rapper need to bow to you
As a fan man I really am proud of you
Second of all I gotta say thanks
You really did alot
For my out of state banks
With that being said
Lets get down to the real
I still don’t understand
What went down with the deal
And I been waiting on you
Just to give me the word
You know, A couple nouns
And a couple of verbs
I do it for them girls
That be flippin’ the bird
Tryna get up out the hood
And get into the ‘burbs
But everything you said
Was it just pretend?
Maybe it was all a game like ESPN
I don’t really care if they hate on you
I be turning down meetings
Just to wait on you
But what I don’t understand is
Why you told them you signed me
If you wasn’t ready
To get totally behind me
I mean honestly, How could you deny me?
You know you’re Harry
And I’ll always be Hermione
I’ve been lonely
I’ve been waiting for you
I’m pretending that’s all I can do
The love I’m sending
Ain’t making it through to your heart
Dear Wayne
I’m writing another letter cause
You never did respond
It’s been a couple months
See when I speak
I say what people wanna hear
So this will be the last thing
That they gonna hear
But this will be the realest shit
That I ever wrote
You see me falling
Why you never sent down a rope?
I woulda climbed up
But now my times up
I swear to God man
I thought you had it lined up
But if the Lord
Had a head of thorns
Who am I but a broad
With some metaphors
Knockin’ on a set of doors
Knockin’ on heavens doors
Let’s play a game, Just for pretend
Could we play a game?
Lets act like you coming to me
Like you laced up your shoes
Started running to me
And you was running out of breath
But you kept going
‘Cause you finally realized what you slept on
You could take your own life
And you’re a sinner, I made you dinner
But you better be a hell of a sprinter
If you’re reading this letter
I done pulled the trigger
I done pulled the trigger
If you’re reading this letter
I done pulled the trigger
I’ve been lonely
I’ve been waiting for you
I’m pretending that’s all I can do
The love I’m sending
Ain’t making it through to your heart
Lookin Ass lyrics - Nicki Minaj
[Intro:]
Look at y'all niggas
Niggas
Look at y'all niggas
Niggas
[Verse 1:]
Look at y'all smokin' ass niggas
After every pull, niggas start chokin' ass niggas
Nigga-nigga
Look at y'all bitch ass niggas
Stop lyin' on your dick ass niggas
Nigga-nigga
Look at y'all lookin' ass niggas
Stop lookin' at my ass ass niggas
Look at y'all lyin' ass niggas
Talkin' 'bout "It's paid off" but it's financed, lyin' ass nigga
Bunch of non-mogul ass niggas
Frontin' like they got a plan, Boost Mobile ass nigga
Nigga, nigga, look at y'all
Can't get a job so you plottin' how to rob ass niggas
I ain't gotta check for y'all
But if I'ma check for y'all, I'ma need a check from y'all niggas
I 'on't want sex, give a fuck about your ex
I 'on't even want a text from y'all niggas
I'm rapin' you niggas
Look at this pic, look what the fuck I gave to you niggas
Ain't feelin' these niggas
Niggas want my time, call me Clinton, I'm billin' these niggas
[Hook:]
All I, All I know is there should be no reason
All I know is there should be no reason
All I, all I know is there should be
All I know
All I, all I know is there should be no reason
All I know, you know it, and you know it
Look at what, reason
[Verse 2:]
Look at y'all sharin' one bottle in the club
One bottle full of bub' ass niggas
Look at y'all not havin' game ass niggas
Y'all niggas share a chain ass niggas
Same cup in the hand ass nigga
In the club with a credit card scam ass nigga
No dick in the pants ass nigga
I be damned if I fuck a non-man ass nigga
I will, I will, I will, I will never fuck a non-man ass nigga
I would never lie
Even if that nigga flew me and my bitches all the way out to Dubai
Pussy, you tried, pussy ass nigga you lie
Pussy ass nigga, you high
Bitch I'm me, hundred on the wrist, I ski
Art on the wall, Basqui, fuck who see
Look at you fake dope dealers
Know real niggas that be movin' weight in them villas
Talkin' 'bout ki's, say it's ki's in the van
But he really move grams and he split it with his mans
[Hook]
Look at y'all niggas
Niggas
Look at y'all niggas
Niggas
[Verse 1:]
Look at y'all smokin' ass niggas
After every pull, niggas start chokin' ass niggas
Nigga-nigga
Look at y'all bitch ass niggas
Stop lyin' on your dick ass niggas
Nigga-nigga
Look at y'all lookin' ass niggas
Stop lookin' at my ass ass niggas
Look at y'all lyin' ass niggas
Talkin' 'bout "It's paid off" but it's financed, lyin' ass nigga
Bunch of non-mogul ass niggas
Frontin' like they got a plan, Boost Mobile ass nigga
Nigga, nigga, look at y'all
Can't get a job so you plottin' how to rob ass niggas
I ain't gotta check for y'all
But if I'ma check for y'all, I'ma need a check from y'all niggas
I 'on't want sex, give a fuck about your ex
I 'on't even want a text from y'all niggas
I'm rapin' you niggas
Look at this pic, look what the fuck I gave to you niggas
Ain't feelin' these niggas
Niggas want my time, call me Clinton, I'm billin' these niggas
[Hook:]
All I, All I know is there should be no reason
All I know is there should be no reason
All I, all I know is there should be
All I know
All I, all I know is there should be no reason
All I know, you know it, and you know it
Look at what, reason
[Verse 2:]
Look at y'all sharin' one bottle in the club
One bottle full of bub' ass niggas
Look at y'all not havin' game ass niggas
Y'all niggas share a chain ass niggas
Same cup in the hand ass nigga
In the club with a credit card scam ass nigga
No dick in the pants ass nigga
I be damned if I fuck a non-man ass nigga
I will, I will, I will, I will never fuck a non-man ass nigga
I would never lie
Even if that nigga flew me and my bitches all the way out to Dubai
Pussy, you tried, pussy ass nigga you lie
Pussy ass nigga, you high
Bitch I'm me, hundred on the wrist, I ski
Art on the wall, Basqui, fuck who see
Look at you fake dope dealers
Know real niggas that be movin' weight in them villas
Talkin' 'bout ki's, say it's ki's in the van
But he really move grams and he split it with his mans
[Hook]
Love Me lyrics - Nicki Minaj
I like your tint jewels and your gym shoes
Always with your cruise go to drama in the sus
You win, you lose nothing to improve
You on the pedestal hood with no roof
I know that you want it but you're scurred
I know you be, I know you be checking for the girl
You don't understand you should be my man
Baby, baby, baby if you let me
I could make you love me
I could be Trinity you could be Neo
I could be the mistress you the CEO
Keep in doin' the leelow in the Matrix
They be on that fake shit, they be on that spaceship like
Like love me honey all them other girls dumby
I'm a young money bunny
Look, look you the only one for me
When the peeps are out of town we in chummy with dumbies
Listen,listen I'm the one they call
When it's 3 seconds left I'm Chris Powell with the ball
Now, now that's nothing but neck
You know the starbucks getting nothing wet
Now come on
I like your tint jewels and your gym shoes
Always with your cruise go to drama in the sus
You win, you lose nothing to improve
You on the pedestal hood with no roof
I know that you want it but you're scurred
I know you be, I know you be checking for the girl
You don't understand you should be my man
Baby, baby, baby if you let me
I could make you love me
I could be Jada you could be Willy
When you talking shit I say oh you so silly
You could be the wine and I could be Whitley
Make me feel good like Haley and Billy
No it's no the monsters ball but I like to monsterball
Hoppin on the drop then we be shoppin' 'til we cap the mall
Kawasaki then we off for flight
Watch a fight, pussy poppin' on my pepper light
This one's for you, this one's for oh said this one untrue
This one's for the crew, take a swig of the brew this butt's for you
Said I really like it when you come around
Feelings I can't show there's a God I hold it down
I don't mean to be blowing you off
I just gotta make sure when I step I ain't wrong
You be fine as hell I don't wanna play myself
So I act like I really don't care
If you only knew what was really true
Is that I only wanna be with you
I like your tint jewels and your gym shoes
Always with your cruise go to drama in the sus
You win, you lose nothing to improve
You on the pedestal hood with no roof
I know that you want it but you're scurred
I know you be, I know you be checking for the girl
You don't understand you should be my man
Baby, baby, baby if you let me
I could make you love me
Always with your cruise go to drama in the sus
You win, you lose nothing to improve
You on the pedestal hood with no roof
I know that you want it but you're scurred
I know you be, I know you be checking for the girl
You don't understand you should be my man
Baby, baby, baby if you let me
I could make you love me
I could be Trinity you could be Neo
I could be the mistress you the CEO
Keep in doin' the leelow in the Matrix
They be on that fake shit, they be on that spaceship like
Like love me honey all them other girls dumby
I'm a young money bunny
Look, look you the only one for me
When the peeps are out of town we in chummy with dumbies
Listen,listen I'm the one they call
When it's 3 seconds left I'm Chris Powell with the ball
Now, now that's nothing but neck
You know the starbucks getting nothing wet
Now come on
I like your tint jewels and your gym shoes
Always with your cruise go to drama in the sus
You win, you lose nothing to improve
You on the pedestal hood with no roof
I know that you want it but you're scurred
I know you be, I know you be checking for the girl
You don't understand you should be my man
Baby, baby, baby if you let me
I could make you love me
I could be Jada you could be Willy
When you talking shit I say oh you so silly
You could be the wine and I could be Whitley
Make me feel good like Haley and Billy
No it's no the monsters ball but I like to monsterball
Hoppin on the drop then we be shoppin' 'til we cap the mall
Kawasaki then we off for flight
Watch a fight, pussy poppin' on my pepper light
This one's for you, this one's for oh said this one untrue
This one's for the crew, take a swig of the brew this butt's for you
Said I really like it when you come around
Feelings I can't show there's a God I hold it down
I don't mean to be blowing you off
I just gotta make sure when I step I ain't wrong
You be fine as hell I don't wanna play myself
So I act like I really don't care
If you only knew what was really true
Is that I only wanna be with you
I like your tint jewels and your gym shoes
Always with your cruise go to drama in the sus
You win, you lose nothing to improve
You on the pedestal hood with no roof
I know that you want it but you're scurred
I know you be, I know you be checking for the girl
You don't understand you should be my man
Baby, baby, baby if you let me
I could make you love me
Make A Baby lyrics - Nicki Minaj
If you get lost boy
Then I will find you
You'll be my rock boy
and I will climb you
But you don't notice me
It's like I'm not even here
I see you in the A
I see you in the bay
I see you everyday
But I don't know what to say
So I'll be at the ball
Till 12 'o clock ay
I'll be your conderella ella ay
Then maybe you and maybe me
Can maybe we m-m-make a baby
Then maybe you and me and we
Can make a baby let's make a baby
Let's make a baby, l-l-lets make a baby [x4]
I'll be your sun boy
And I will guide you
You'll be my wave
And I'll always ride you
And I'll give anything
To prove that I really care
I see you in the A
I see you in the bay
I see you everyday
But I don't know what to say
So I'll be at the ball
Till 12 'o clock ay
I'll be your conderella ella ay
Then maybe you and maybe me
Can maybe we m-m-make a baby
Then maybe you and me and we
Can make a baby let's make a baby
Let's make a baby, l-l-lets make a baby [x4]
When they seen a girl stuntin'
They thought that I was frontin
I'm not Kanye but you can't tell me nothin
I been around the world from London to Japan
I'm on the l-l-lair, L-l-lookin' for my man
'Cause ohh he's so gudda
He m-m-makes me stutter
The french vanilla trucks
Inside peanut butter
The girls wanna see him
The boys wanna be him
Get paid like perdium, from the am till the pm
So where the fucks the flashlight
Where are my binoculars
Somebody go tell him I get wetter than talapias
And I am bipopulars, Oops I mean bipolar
Search the whole solar
Ain't a bitch colder
Then maybe you and maybe me
Can maybe we m-m-make a baby
Then maybe you and me and we
Can make a baby let's make a baby
Let's make a baby, l-l-lets make a baby [x4]
Then I will find you
You'll be my rock boy
and I will climb you
But you don't notice me
It's like I'm not even here
I see you in the A
I see you in the bay
I see you everyday
But I don't know what to say
So I'll be at the ball
Till 12 'o clock ay
I'll be your conderella ella ay
Then maybe you and maybe me
Can maybe we m-m-make a baby
Then maybe you and me and we
Can make a baby let's make a baby
Let's make a baby, l-l-lets make a baby [x4]
I'll be your sun boy
And I will guide you
You'll be my wave
And I'll always ride you
And I'll give anything
To prove that I really care
I see you in the A
I see you in the bay
I see you everyday
But I don't know what to say
So I'll be at the ball
Till 12 'o clock ay
I'll be your conderella ella ay
Then maybe you and maybe me
Can maybe we m-m-make a baby
Then maybe you and me and we
Can make a baby let's make a baby
Let's make a baby, l-l-lets make a baby [x4]
When they seen a girl stuntin'
They thought that I was frontin
I'm not Kanye but you can't tell me nothin
I been around the world from London to Japan
I'm on the l-l-lair, L-l-lookin' for my man
'Cause ohh he's so gudda
He m-m-makes me stutter
The french vanilla trucks
Inside peanut butter
The girls wanna see him
The boys wanna be him
Get paid like perdium, from the am till the pm
So where the fucks the flashlight
Where are my binoculars
Somebody go tell him I get wetter than talapias
And I am bipopulars, Oops I mean bipolar
Search the whole solar
Ain't a bitch colder
Then maybe you and maybe me
Can maybe we m-m-make a baby
Then maybe you and me and we
Can make a baby let's make a baby
Let's make a baby, l-l-lets make a baby [x4]
Murda Murda lyrics - Nicki Minaj
[Hook:]
This yuh wanna grand murda [x4]
[Verse 1:]
Yo the other day me go a downtown fi shop
Take out card and me take out all guap
Tell security fi meet me round back
In a the alley way by the maybach
As fo' me you know mi love big
Me gold chain and mi love big rock
Level, this yuh one shot, good pussy a go end him, bloodclaat
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2:]
The other day some gyal a call me man
Me say 'hold on where me machine gun'
Gyal a shot, I kill pussyhole fo' fun
Any way, me and him done
As fo' me you know me ice out me watch
And when me dance right under pot crotch
Level, this here the catch, protect the weed leave the what!
[Hook x2 + ad libs:]
(Look how me shape up nice)
(And all the man want wife)
(And the gyal want fight)
(ah what...ah what)
[Bridge:]
Hold on, yes, just sit it down
Cause when I'm in ya town all a them come around
Blazin', plus they sitting clean
Amazin' lemme ge-get the green
Cause all my bitches go, yes them bitches go
And you a no show, that's the way it go
The keys to my Bimmer, you in a dilemma
So could you hit the kitchen and go fix the Queen some dinner, will yuh!?
[Hook x2 + ad libs]
This yuh wanna grand murda [x4]
[Verse 1:]
Yo the other day me go a downtown fi shop
Take out card and me take out all guap
Tell security fi meet me round back
In a the alley way by the maybach
As fo' me you know mi love big
Me gold chain and mi love big rock
Level, this yuh one shot, good pussy a go end him, bloodclaat
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2:]
The other day some gyal a call me man
Me say 'hold on where me machine gun'
Gyal a shot, I kill pussyhole fo' fun
Any way, me and him done
As fo' me you know me ice out me watch
And when me dance right under pot crotch
Level, this here the catch, protect the weed leave the what!
[Hook x2 + ad libs:]
(Look how me shape up nice)
(And all the man want wife)
(And the gyal want fight)
(ah what...ah what)
[Bridge:]
Hold on, yes, just sit it down
Cause when I'm in ya town all a them come around
Blazin', plus they sitting clean
Amazin' lemme ge-get the green
Cause all my bitches go, yes them bitches go
And you a no show, that's the way it go
The keys to my Bimmer, you in a dilemma
So could you hit the kitchen and go fix the Queen some dinner, will yuh!?
[Hook x2 + ad libs]
No Flex Zone (Remix)
(originally by Rae Sremmurd)
No flex zone, no flex zone
They know better, they know better
No flex zone, no flex zone
They know better, they know better
Won a gold medal
And a gold bezel
I treat it so special
Now your ho jealous
Freak Hoes got several
They tens or better
I'm a trendsetter
I'm a go-getter
Hell no you can't use my lip gloss
Pop a perc' now I'm on lift off
Ass still fat, it's on Rick Ross
You bitches, make a nigga dick soft
Bitch ball like I'm at tip off
Get it wet, then I rub the tip on
Rag and bone jeans I can slip off
Bitch I've been hot since flip phones
Running this game for 5 years
Guess that's why my feet hurt
Wonder when they bite me
Do these bitches' teeth hurt?
Yes I am an icon, that's me on your T-shirt
Thought You Knew Better
Do your fucking research
You ain't know this the no rip zone
This the "You can't beat Nick" zone
Madison Square when the Knicks home
I live next door to Brad Pitt's home
I like bad bitches, cause they like bad bitches too
I like hood niggas with a bad attitude
They could never reach Young Nic's magnitude
Even if they had a longitude latitude
Listen up ho this is my territory
You are my son, like an episode of Maury, like an episode of ER
Bitch I'm hotter than the D.R
When it comes to rap skill, ain't nobody wanna see her
Motherfuckers flexin, motherfuckers acting
Bitches is my sons and they causin' contractions
Ain't pushing out I'm a give them to the clinic
Cah wait, we nuh rate dem gyal and dem gimmick
Wack sauce I can hear it in your tone
This nigga keep staring at my phone
But if you're ugly it's a no text zone, it's a no sex zone, it's a no flex zone
Wack sauce I can hear it in your tone
This nigga keep staring at my phone
But if you're ugly it's a no text zone, it's a no sex zone, it's a no flex zone
No flex zone, no flex zone
They know better, they know better
No flex zone, no flex zone
They know better, they know better
Won a gold medal
And a gold bezel
I treat it so special
Now your ho jealous
Freak Hoes got several
They tens or better
I'm a trendsetter
I'm a go-getter
No flex zone, no flex zone
They know better, they know better
No flex zone, no flex zone
They know better, they know better
Won a gold medal
And a gold bezel
I treat it so special
Now your ho jealous
Freak Hoes got several
They tens or better
I'm a trendsetter
I'm a go-getter
Hell no you can't use my lip gloss
Pop a perc' now I'm on lift off
Ass still fat, it's on Rick Ross
You bitches, make a nigga dick soft
Bitch ball like I'm at tip off
Get it wet, then I rub the tip on
Rag and bone jeans I can slip off
Bitch I've been hot since flip phones
Running this game for 5 years
Guess that's why my feet hurt
Wonder when they bite me
Do these bitches' teeth hurt?
Yes I am an icon, that's me on your T-shirt
Thought You Knew Better
Do your fucking research
You ain't know this the no rip zone
This the "You can't beat Nick" zone
Madison Square when the Knicks home
I live next door to Brad Pitt's home
I like bad bitches, cause they like bad bitches too
I like hood niggas with a bad attitude
They could never reach Young Nic's magnitude
Even if they had a longitude latitude
Listen up ho this is my territory
You are my son, like an episode of Maury, like an episode of ER
Bitch I'm hotter than the D.R
When it comes to rap skill, ain't nobody wanna see her
Motherfuckers flexin, motherfuckers acting
Bitches is my sons and they causin' contractions
Ain't pushing out I'm a give them to the clinic
Cah wait, we nuh rate dem gyal and dem gimmick
Wack sauce I can hear it in your tone
This nigga keep staring at my phone
But if you're ugly it's a no text zone, it's a no sex zone, it's a no flex zone
Wack sauce I can hear it in your tone
This nigga keep staring at my phone
But if you're ugly it's a no text zone, it's a no sex zone, it's a no flex zone
No flex zone, no flex zone
They know better, they know better
No flex zone, no flex zone
They know better, they know better
Won a gold medal
And a gold bezel
I treat it so special
Now your ho jealous
Freak Hoes got several
They tens or better
I'm a trendsetter
I'm a go-getter
Put It On Ya lyrics - Nicki Minaj
'Cause I get wetter than umbrellas
And I'm groovier than stella
I'm flyer than a flier could you get me some repeller
I I mean I need repellet t-t-taste like watermellon
I'm buying if you selling if you lying than I'm telling
I supersize fries and the m is for Minaj
Heard you a dopeboy and I stay around your heart
I got some good pay it could get a nigga shot
So I go get more A's than a leather with the dye
Le-le-let me let me stop
Le-le-let me make it pop
You need some good bucks like you playing hopscotch
So let's go and get the chalk my Naomi Campbell walk
'Cause I'm a bad bitch like bark
Uh Shawty I wanna know if you got hang time
And if you think that you could beat it by a landslide
Don't lie you could see it in my eyes
I got some good cookies and I got some good pie
Could you pu-pu-put it on me
Could you pu-pu-put it on me
Pu-pu-put it on me
Could you pu-pu-put it on me
Pu-pu-put it on me
Could you pu-pu-put it on me
Pu-pu-put it on me
Could you pu-pu-put it on me
And I'm groovier than stella
I'm flyer than a flier could you get me some repeller
I I mean I need repellet t-t-taste like watermellon
I'm buying if you selling if you lying than I'm telling
I supersize fries and the m is for Minaj
Heard you a dopeboy and I stay around your heart
I got some good pay it could get a nigga shot
So I go get more A's than a leather with the dye
Le-le-let me let me stop
Le-le-let me make it pop
You need some good bucks like you playing hopscotch
So let's go and get the chalk my Naomi Campbell walk
'Cause I'm a bad bitch like bark
Uh Shawty I wanna know if you got hang time
And if you think that you could beat it by a landslide
Don't lie you could see it in my eyes
I got some good cookies and I got some good pie
Could you pu-pu-put it on me
Could you pu-pu-put it on me
Pu-pu-put it on me
Could you pu-pu-put it on me
Pu-pu-put it on me
Could you pu-pu-put it on me
Pu-pu-put it on me
Could you pu-pu-put it on me
So Special lyrics - Nicki Minaj
I guess I'm wrong for thinking that I could trust you
For never holding all this shit against you
But now I'm strapped with my .45 special
I'm so special, so special, so special
Nigga you softer than a homosexual
And I am so extraterrestrial
So you can keep my things
There's nothing you can bring
And you can have my ring, you can add it to your bling
Cause I'm okay and I'm still a G
Pray for my enemies, my name's still Nicki
In time you'll change, but time don't freeze
You better leave better 'fore you get wetter than Pisces.
For never holding all this shit against you
But now I'm strapped with my .45 special
I'm so special, so special, so special
Nigga you softer than a homosexual
And I am so extraterrestrial
So you can keep my things
There's nothing you can bring
And you can have my ring, you can add it to your bling
Cause I'm okay and I'm still a G
Pray for my enemies, my name's still Nicki
In time you'll change, but time don't freeze
You better leave better 'fore you get wetter than Pisces.
Yasss Bish lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Soulja Boy)
[Hook 1 - Soulja Boy:]
Yasss, Bish, Yasss [x12]
[Verse 1 - Nicki Minaj:]
Me, I'm just me, me, I'm just real
Me, I'm that bitch that be footing the bill
Only a real nigga could cop a feel
Credit Card blacker than that nigga Seal
25 million to broker the deal
Jewish my lawyer, he Kosher, the deal
And I am still poppin' them pills
I don't give a fuck how you bitches feel
Jealousy, jealousy that's how you feel?
I am still living in Beverly Hills
Tell 'em to chill, tell 'em to chill
Tell all them people, my wrist is on chill
Bitches can't beat me, they ain't got the skill
Eye of the tiger they ain't got the kill
Look up to Jada, I love her and Will
Bitches my sons but they not in my will
The fuck be wrong with these bitches?
The fuck be wrong with these niggas?
Hey!
[Hook 2 - Soulja Boy & Nicki Minaj:]
Yasss, Bish, Yasss [x12]
Tell 'em give a bad bitch her proper due
What they say ain't never what they gon' do
It say 250, on that fucking sticker
Pink Print hot, it should be in some slippers
Niggas know me, yeah
[Verse 2 - Nicki Minaj:]
I don't fuck with you niggas, I own the Clippers
I own some homes, I own my own liquor
Bitches is bitter, my titties is bigger
You bitches my sons, I need a babysitter
I am the dream, on the dream team
I am Olajuwon I am Hakeem
Dul Jabbar, I am Kareem
I am the Queen because I'm a machine
You not ready, you not seasoned
Go against me I say, "Fix it Jesus"
Thinking they hot, talk shit a lot
But when they shit drop I say "Fix it Jesus"
Oh, your shit ain't c-old
Word to my bank r-oll
Real niggas, ain't s-old
Dropping my single in two weeks
The Pink Print album a movie
Bitches be thinkin' they hot
But, these bitches be using that term, so loosely
[Hook 2 - Soulja Boy & Nicki Minaj:]
Yasss, Bish, Yasss [x12]
[Verse 1 - Nicki Minaj:]
Me, I'm just me, me, I'm just real
Me, I'm that bitch that be footing the bill
Only a real nigga could cop a feel
Credit Card blacker than that nigga Seal
25 million to broker the deal
Jewish my lawyer, he Kosher, the deal
And I am still poppin' them pills
I don't give a fuck how you bitches feel
Jealousy, jealousy that's how you feel?
I am still living in Beverly Hills
Tell 'em to chill, tell 'em to chill
Tell all them people, my wrist is on chill
Bitches can't beat me, they ain't got the skill
Eye of the tiger they ain't got the kill
Look up to Jada, I love her and Will
Bitches my sons but they not in my will
The fuck be wrong with these bitches?
The fuck be wrong with these niggas?
Hey!
[Hook 2 - Soulja Boy & Nicki Minaj:]
Yasss, Bish, Yasss [x12]
Tell 'em give a bad bitch her proper due
What they say ain't never what they gon' do
It say 250, on that fucking sticker
Pink Print hot, it should be in some slippers
Niggas know me, yeah
[Verse 2 - Nicki Minaj:]
I don't fuck with you niggas, I own the Clippers
I own some homes, I own my own liquor
Bitches is bitter, my titties is bigger
You bitches my sons, I need a babysitter
I am the dream, on the dream team
I am Olajuwon I am Hakeem
Dul Jabbar, I am Kareem
I am the Queen because I'm a machine
You not ready, you not seasoned
Go against me I say, "Fix it Jesus"
Thinking they hot, talk shit a lot
But when they shit drop I say "Fix it Jesus"
Oh, your shit ain't c-old
Word to my bank r-oll
Real niggas, ain't s-old
Dropping my single in two weeks
The Pink Print album a movie
Bitches be thinkin' they hot
But, these bitches be using that term, so loosely
[Hook 2 - Soulja Boy & Nicki Minaj:]
Zonin' lyrics - Nicki Minaj
I used to know this dude
Pretty lou out in LA
Said when I'm in LA
Then hit up his cell-ay
Cause he got something nice
He wanna put in my belly
He wanna bump and grind
Sorta like R. Kelly
See money ain't a thang
'Cause my doe is like woah
Pull out my bank roll on a nigga like yo
Let's make some videos
Get the benny boom crew
I'm hoppin out the rov's
In my jimmy choo shoes
I'm the boss bitch you know
I like to talk shit
I'm heavy in the streets
So you gon' need a forklift
And daddy lemme cum in your mouth
Like the dentist
I'm not the apprentice
Don't finish your sentence
Baby we ain't gotta talk, We could bone
Soon as we all alone
Then baby I'm aget you in the zone
'Cause you think we're all the same
But you're wrong
Just get me some patron
And baby I'ma get you in the zone
Zonin [x6]
Baby I'm about to have you
Zonin [x6]
Z-z-z-z-zone
Have ya zonin
Zonin, I'ma have you zonin
Zonin, yeah
Boom like talibani
I got some real nice pum pum
Nani nani nani
Jut let me take off my
Dolce gabani bani
Than I can be your little
Playboy bunny bunny
See you know what I mean we could sip a lil (weed)
Sweatin, heavy breathin
I can tell that you fiendin
See you're already thinkin that
You must be dreamin
Get them strawberries
Bring another whipped cream in
Lemme get ya cup of patron
I'ma get ya in the zone
I don't let the microphone hypnotize me no more
Listen daddy let me jump on
I'ma keep my pumps on
You know it come wrong
Plus my something dumb long
Baby we ain't gotta talk, We could bone
Soon as we all alone
Then baby I'm aget you in the zone
'Cause you think we're all the same
But you're wrong
Just get me some patron
And baby I'ma get you in the zone
Zonin [x6]
Baby I'm about to have you
Zonin [x6]
Z-z-z-z-zone
Have ya zonin
Zonin, I'ma have you zonin
Zonin, yeah
Pretty lou out in LA
Said when I'm in LA
Then hit up his cell-ay
Cause he got something nice
He wanna put in my belly
He wanna bump and grind
Sorta like R. Kelly
See money ain't a thang
'Cause my doe is like woah
Pull out my bank roll on a nigga like yo
Let's make some videos
Get the benny boom crew
I'm hoppin out the rov's
In my jimmy choo shoes
I'm the boss bitch you know
I like to talk shit
I'm heavy in the streets
So you gon' need a forklift
And daddy lemme cum in your mouth
Like the dentist
I'm not the apprentice
Don't finish your sentence
Baby we ain't gotta talk, We could bone
Soon as we all alone
Then baby I'm aget you in the zone
'Cause you think we're all the same
But you're wrong
Just get me some patron
And baby I'ma get you in the zone
Zonin [x6]
Baby I'm about to have you
Zonin [x6]
Z-z-z-z-zone
Have ya zonin
Zonin, I'ma have you zonin
Zonin, yeah
Boom like talibani
I got some real nice pum pum
Nani nani nani
Jut let me take off my
Dolce gabani bani
Than I can be your little
Playboy bunny bunny
See you know what I mean we could sip a lil (weed)
Sweatin, heavy breathin
I can tell that you fiendin
See you're already thinkin that
You must be dreamin
Get them strawberries
Bring another whipped cream in
Lemme get ya cup of patron
I'ma get ya in the zone
I don't let the microphone hypnotize me no more
Listen daddy let me jump on
I'ma keep my pumps on
You know it come wrong
Plus my something dumb long
Baby we ain't gotta talk, We could bone
Soon as we all alone
Then baby I'm aget you in the zone
'Cause you think we're all the same
But you're wrong
Just get me some patron
And baby I'ma get you in the zone
Zonin [x6]
Baby I'm about to have you
Zonin [x6]
Z-z-z-z-zone
Have ya zonin
Zonin, I'ma have you zonin
Zonin, yeah
Roman Holiday lyrics - Nicki Minaj
[Hook: Nicki Minaj as Martha Zolanski]
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You'll be okay
(Stop it mother please)
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
(Get me out of here, mother)
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (Roman holiday)
A Roman holiday
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj as Roman Zolanski]
You done, you tight?
You suck at life?
You don't want a round three
You'll suffer twice.
Worship the queen and you might could pass
Keep it real, these bitches couldn't wipe my ass
Anyway, stylist, go get Bvlgari
I am the ultimate Svengali
You, You bitches can't even spell that
You, you hoes buggin'
Repel that
Let me tell you this, sister
I am, I am colder than a blister
Cause my flow's so sick
And I'm a lunatic
And this can't be cured with no Elixir
'Cause y'all know who the fuck, what the fuck I do
I done put the pressure to every thug I knew
Quack quack to a duck and a chicken too
Put the hyena in a freaking zoo
[Nicki Minaj as Martha Zolanski:]
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You'll be ok
(Mother stop it please)
You need to know your station, Roman (I cant take it)
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (leave me alone mother)
Roman holiday (I hate you)
A Roman holiday
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj as Roman Zolanski]
Witch, twitch, bitch!
Motherfucking right, this is World War 6
This right here might make a bitch die
And this right here is gonna make a bitch cry
And if you being honest, I am such a great guy
And this what I do when a bitch breaks flock
I'mma put her in a dungeon under, under
No them bitches ain't eating
They dying of hunger
Motherfucker I need, who the fuck is this whore
And yes maybe just a touch of tourettes
Get my wigs Terrance go and get my beret
[Nicki Minaj as Martha Zolanski:]
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman (Mother your a psychotic lady)
You'll be ok
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
(Get me out of her mother)
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (Roman holiday)
A Roman holiday
[Nicki Minaj as Roman Zolanski]
Come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
I am Roman Zolanski
Come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
I am Roman Zolanski
Come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
I am Roman Zolanski
Talking about me, you talking about me?
I dare a motherfucker, to be talking about me
Them bitches must be smokin' a couple of OC
They want the outline, I give them a goatee
God damn, motherfucker, you talking about me?
I dare a motherfucker, to be talking about me
Them bitches must be smoking a couple of OC
Ha Ba Ba Ba Ga Gum the goatee
[Nicki Minaj as Martha Zolanski:]
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You'll be ok
(Mother stop it please)
You need to know your station, Roman (I cant take it)
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (leave me alone mother)
Roman holiday (I hate you)
A Roman holiday
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You'll be okay
(Stop it mother please)
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
(Get me out of here, mother)
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (Roman holiday)
A Roman holiday
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj as Roman Zolanski]
You done, you tight?
You suck at life?
You don't want a round three
You'll suffer twice.
Worship the queen and you might could pass
Keep it real, these bitches couldn't wipe my ass
Anyway, stylist, go get Bvlgari
I am the ultimate Svengali
You, You bitches can't even spell that
You, you hoes buggin'
Repel that
Let me tell you this, sister
I am, I am colder than a blister
Cause my flow's so sick
And I'm a lunatic
And this can't be cured with no Elixir
'Cause y'all know who the fuck, what the fuck I do
I done put the pressure to every thug I knew
Quack quack to a duck and a chicken too
Put the hyena in a freaking zoo
[Nicki Minaj as Martha Zolanski:]
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You'll be ok
(Mother stop it please)
You need to know your station, Roman (I cant take it)
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (leave me alone mother)
Roman holiday (I hate you)
A Roman holiday
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj as Roman Zolanski]
Witch, twitch, bitch!
Motherfucking right, this is World War 6
This right here might make a bitch die
And this right here is gonna make a bitch cry
And if you being honest, I am such a great guy
And this what I do when a bitch breaks flock
I'mma put her in a dungeon under, under
No them bitches ain't eating
They dying of hunger
Motherfucker I need, who the fuck is this whore
And yes maybe just a touch of tourettes
Get my wigs Terrance go and get my beret
[Nicki Minaj as Martha Zolanski:]
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman (Mother your a psychotic lady)
You'll be ok
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
(Get me out of her mother)
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (Roman holiday)
A Roman holiday
[Nicki Minaj as Roman Zolanski]
Come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
I am Roman Zolanski
Come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
I am Roman Zolanski
Come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
I am Roman Zolanski
Talking about me, you talking about me?
I dare a motherfucker, to be talking about me
Them bitches must be smokin' a couple of OC
They want the outline, I give them a goatee
God damn, motherfucker, you talking about me?
I dare a motherfucker, to be talking about me
Them bitches must be smoking a couple of OC
Ha Ba Ba Ba Ga Gum the goatee
[Nicki Minaj as Martha Zolanski:]
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You'll be ok
(Mother stop it please)
You need to know your station, Roman (I cant take it)
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (leave me alone mother)
Roman holiday (I hate you)
A Roman holiday
Come On A Cone lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Uhh! Unghh!
Bitches ain't serious, man these bitches delirious
All these bitches inferiors, I just pimp my interiors
I just pick up and go, might pick up a hoe
Might give conversation, if you kick up the dough
Never mind my money; never mind my stacks
Every bitch wanna be me, you can find 'em in Saks
"Pink Friday" two milli, "Super Bass" triple plat
When you see me on Ellen, just admit that I'm winning
Do a show for Versace, they request me by name
And if they don't get Nicki, it just won't be the same
When I'm sitting with Anna, I'm really sitting with Anna
Ain't a metaphor punchline, I'm really sitting with Anna!!
Front row at Oscar de la Renta posture
Ain't a bitch that could do it, not even my impostor
Put these bitches on lockout, where the fuck is your roster?
I pull up in that new new, marinara and pasta
[Chorus:]
Shake my head yo I'm mad, ain't a bitch in my zone
In the middle of nowhere, I just feel so alone
Got the certification, cause it come with the stone
But this ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, It should come on a cone
And my ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, It should come on a cone
Cause my ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
7-Up went and gave, my commercial to Cee-Lo
But don't tell them I said it, let's keep it on the d-low
If you need you a look, just put me on your song
But you know it'll cost, about six figures long
But you bitches ain't got it, where the fuck is your budgets?
Flying spurs for hers; me I'm fucking above it
And I just got the ghost, and I'm calling it (Casper)
But this shit is so cold, it belong in Alaska
Why the fuck am I styling? I competes with myself
When you win against Nicki, you depleted your wealth
And I'm not masturbating, but I'm feeling myself
Paparazzi is waiting, cause them pictures'll sell
Now don't you feel a-stupid, yeah that's egg on your face
If you wasn't so ugly, I'd put my dick in yo' face!
[Singing] Dick in your face; put my dick in your face, yeah!
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Ooohh-ooh, dick in your face [3x]
Put my dick in your face
Put my dick in your face, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah (YUH!)
Bitches ain't serious, man these bitches delirious
All these bitches inferiors, I just pimp my interiors
I just pick up and go, might pick up a hoe
Might give conversation, if you kick up the dough
Never mind my money; never mind my stacks
Every bitch wanna be me, you can find 'em in Saks
"Pink Friday" two milli, "Super Bass" triple plat
When you see me on Ellen, just admit that I'm winning
Do a show for Versace, they request me by name
And if they don't get Nicki, it just won't be the same
When I'm sitting with Anna, I'm really sitting with Anna
Ain't a metaphor punchline, I'm really sitting with Anna!!
Front row at Oscar de la Renta posture
Ain't a bitch that could do it, not even my impostor
Put these bitches on lockout, where the fuck is your roster?
I pull up in that new new, marinara and pasta
[Chorus:]
Shake my head yo I'm mad, ain't a bitch in my zone
In the middle of nowhere, I just feel so alone
Got the certification, cause it come with the stone
But this ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, It should come on a cone
And my ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, It should come on a cone
Cause my ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
7-Up went and gave, my commercial to Cee-Lo
But don't tell them I said it, let's keep it on the d-low
If you need you a look, just put me on your song
But you know it'll cost, about six figures long
But you bitches ain't got it, where the fuck is your budgets?
Flying spurs for hers; me I'm fucking above it
And I just got the ghost, and I'm calling it (Casper)
But this shit is so cold, it belong in Alaska
Why the fuck am I styling? I competes with myself
When you win against Nicki, you depleted your wealth
And I'm not masturbating, but I'm feeling myself
Paparazzi is waiting, cause them pictures'll sell
Now don't you feel a-stupid, yeah that's egg on your face
If you wasn't so ugly, I'd put my dick in yo' face!
[Singing] Dick in your face; put my dick in your face, yeah!
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Ooohh-ooh, dick in your face [3x]
Put my dick in your face
Put my dick in your face, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah (YUH!)
I Am Your Leader lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Cam’ron and Rick Ross)
Look sucker, this my gun butter
Street fighter bitches, this the up cutter
Nunchucka', no time to ducka'
Sign of the cross, cause this is her last suppa'
Play with me, check who came with me
I bought a couple 9′s, plus the k's with me
I breeze through queens to check some bad bitches
I stunt so hard, assess the damages
Cause this that aw, this is that aw
And yes I body bitches go get the bandages
Young yummy, fuck you got from me
I hate a phony bitch that front that chunk chummy
I'm me top shotta' drop the top toppa'
Big fat pussy with a icy watch
I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick
When I fly, it's one letter and one number
You wack hoes could get hot for one summer
After that the queen will still reign here,
I'm Santa Claus to these hoes without a reindeer
St. nick. ross, hey rick. I just got a toy, cost eight fifty
Now I'm in the hood, niggas is getting woodies
Hit the hot topic, nicki minaj hoodies
I'm a brand bitch I'm a brand
Go to harlem, and get Cam
It's dipset, get your dick wet
Boarded the big jet, and got a big check
Now you tell me, who the fuck is winning
I'm on my russel simmon, nicki denim nicki linen
I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick
[Rick Ross:]
Jealous niggas is gossipin, watch me tie up my laces
Bitches be jocking, tell by the look on they faces
8 digits I'm clocking, a lot of gold in my bracelet
7 figures on watches, I told my mama I made it
Made a deal for my project, just give me 10 mill I'm gravy
I went back to the projects, and 2 mill in mercedes
I get hit from your lady, have her bill me later
I'm on school with the hustle, just gave rihanna my pager
Heart break hotel, I'm in the 8 rise suite
Rolls royce wood, I'm talking play off seat
Know that boy busy balling I like to play all week
Monday night with the raw, I'm Vince McMahon with a beat
Power slamming them hammers I get you handled for free
So where the fuck is her manners, she gives brain while I tweet
DM, in the BM, you see 'em, the bucket, you love it
Motherfuckers on my dick, suck it
I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick [x2]
[Verse 4: Cam'ron]
See the car is european but got imported from tokyo
Looking like a shark, the nose call it pinocchio
Well off, wealthy, L.V. logo
Middle of july but the wrist on snowflow
Only do the aspens, y'all got a Poconos
I'm sunny and you must sun
Ride the whip, 5 on the hip, live with the pies got 9 for the flip
High with a bitch, she cry for the dick, oh my know why? I'm fly as it gets
Now I need an aspirin
She said, "You're only cam'ron",
Girlfriend you don't know cam'ron from nowhere
So don't go tampering, you're just a nail I hammer
Never girl that's on my camera
My name you cannot slander at all girl watch your manners
She run and tell her mother, "I think I love him nana"
Because you sat up on my lap? nah, I ain't santa.
They call me pot piper, OJ no glove, I knife her.
Never be a lifer, even do right cause
Why would I fight her? don't even like her
I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick [x2]
Street fighter bitches, this the up cutter
Nunchucka', no time to ducka'
Sign of the cross, cause this is her last suppa'
Play with me, check who came with me
I bought a couple 9′s, plus the k's with me
I breeze through queens to check some bad bitches
I stunt so hard, assess the damages
Cause this that aw, this is that aw
And yes I body bitches go get the bandages
Young yummy, fuck you got from me
I hate a phony bitch that front that chunk chummy
I'm me top shotta' drop the top toppa'
Big fat pussy with a icy watch
I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick
When I fly, it's one letter and one number
You wack hoes could get hot for one summer
After that the queen will still reign here,
I'm Santa Claus to these hoes without a reindeer
St. nick. ross, hey rick. I just got a toy, cost eight fifty
Now I'm in the hood, niggas is getting woodies
Hit the hot topic, nicki minaj hoodies
I'm a brand bitch I'm a brand
Go to harlem, and get Cam
It's dipset, get your dick wet
Boarded the big jet, and got a big check
Now you tell me, who the fuck is winning
I'm on my russel simmon, nicki denim nicki linen
I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick
[Rick Ross:]
Jealous niggas is gossipin, watch me tie up my laces
Bitches be jocking, tell by the look on they faces
8 digits I'm clocking, a lot of gold in my bracelet
7 figures on watches, I told my mama I made it
Made a deal for my project, just give me 10 mill I'm gravy
I went back to the projects, and 2 mill in mercedes
I get hit from your lady, have her bill me later
I'm on school with the hustle, just gave rihanna my pager
Heart break hotel, I'm in the 8 rise suite
Rolls royce wood, I'm talking play off seat
Know that boy busy balling I like to play all week
Monday night with the raw, I'm Vince McMahon with a beat
Power slamming them hammers I get you handled for free
So where the fuck is her manners, she gives brain while I tweet
DM, in the BM, you see 'em, the bucket, you love it
Motherfuckers on my dick, suck it
I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick [x2]
[Verse 4: Cam'ron]
See the car is european but got imported from tokyo
Looking like a shark, the nose call it pinocchio
Well off, wealthy, L.V. logo
Middle of july but the wrist on snowflow
Only do the aspens, y'all got a Poconos
I'm sunny and you must sun
Ride the whip, 5 on the hip, live with the pies got 9 for the flip
High with a bitch, she cry for the dick, oh my know why? I'm fly as it gets
Now I need an aspirin
She said, "You're only cam'ron",
Girlfriend you don't know cam'ron from nowhere
So don't go tampering, you're just a nail I hammer
Never girl that's on my camera
My name you cannot slander at all girl watch your manners
She run and tell her mother, "I think I love him nana"
Because you sat up on my lap? nah, I ain't santa.
They call me pot piper, OJ no glove, I knife her.
Never be a lifer, even do right cause
Why would I fight her? don't even like her
I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick [x2]
Beez In The Trap lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. 2 Chainz)
[Hook]
Bitches ain't shit, and they ain't sayin' nuthin'
A hundred muthafuckas can't tell me nuthin'
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
[x2]
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Man, I been did that
Man, I been popped off
And if she ain't tryna give it up, she get dropped off
Let me bust that U-ie
Bitch, bust that open
Might spend a couple thou' just to bust that open
Rip it off, no jokin'
Like your name Hulk Hogan
Niggas move weight in the South, but live in Hoboken
Bitch, I spit that crack
Like I'm in that trap
So if you need a hit, then I'm with that bat
[Hook]
Bitches ain't shit, and they ain't sayin' nuthin'
A hundred muthafuckas can't tell me nuthin'
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
[x2]
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Okay now Nicki Nicki Nicki, put it in your kidney
Got a new LS 450, ain't no keys in this do-hicky
If I weren't rappin' I be trappin'
If I weren't trappin' I be pimpin'
If weren't pimpin' I be gettin' it, period
I don't smoke no bobby, but my denim be from Ricky
Got your girl on molly and we smokin' loud and drinkin'
Got my top back so you can see what I been thinkin'
If you know me then you know I've been thinking Franklin
Money, thousands, True Religion trousers
Got a private home, started from the public houses
Hair weave killer, causing her arousal
Audi A8, told them Audi 5000, uh
[Hook]
Bitches ain't shit, and they ain't sayin' nuthin'
A hundred muthafuckas can't tell me nuthin'
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
[x2]
[Bridge]
Damn, damn what they say about me?
I don't know man, fuck is on your biscuit?
If I get hits, swinging on a big bitch
I don't know man, I'm shittin' on your whole life
[x2]
[Hook]
Bitches ain't shit, and they ain't sayin' nuthin'
A hundred muthafuckas can't tell me nuthin'
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Man I'm out in Texas, man I'm out in A-town
Then I'm up in Chi-town or Miami shuttin' it down
It's that New Orleans, it's LA or The Bay
It's New York, Philly, and the whole DMV
I'm a Detroit Player, man it's North/South Cats
Ohio, Pittsburgh, got St. Louis on deck
It's Delaware, Connecticut, it's New Jersey got hella bricks
It's Queens Brooklyn and yea they're wildin'
The Bronx Harlem and Staten Island
[Hook]
Bitches ain't shit, and they ain't sayin' nuthin'
A hundred muthafuckas can't tell me nuthin'
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
[Bridge]
Damn, damn what they say about me?
I don't know man, fuck is on your biscuit?
If I get hits, swinging on a big bitch
I don't know man, I'm shittin' on your whole life
[x2]
Bitches ain't shit, and they ain't sayin' nuthin'
A hundred muthafuckas can't tell me nuthin'
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
[x2]
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Man, I been did that
Man, I been popped off
And if she ain't tryna give it up, she get dropped off
Let me bust that U-ie
Bitch, bust that open
Might spend a couple thou' just to bust that open
Rip it off, no jokin'
Like your name Hulk Hogan
Niggas move weight in the South, but live in Hoboken
Bitch, I spit that crack
Like I'm in that trap
So if you need a hit, then I'm with that bat
[Hook]
Bitches ain't shit, and they ain't sayin' nuthin'
A hundred muthafuckas can't tell me nuthin'
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
[x2]
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Okay now Nicki Nicki Nicki, put it in your kidney
Got a new LS 450, ain't no keys in this do-hicky
If I weren't rappin' I be trappin'
If I weren't trappin' I be pimpin'
If weren't pimpin' I be gettin' it, period
I don't smoke no bobby, but my denim be from Ricky
Got your girl on molly and we smokin' loud and drinkin'
Got my top back so you can see what I been thinkin'
If you know me then you know I've been thinking Franklin
Money, thousands, True Religion trousers
Got a private home, started from the public houses
Hair weave killer, causing her arousal
Audi A8, told them Audi 5000, uh
[Hook]
Bitches ain't shit, and they ain't sayin' nuthin'
A hundred muthafuckas can't tell me nuthin'
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
[x2]
[Bridge]
Damn, damn what they say about me?
I don't know man, fuck is on your biscuit?
If I get hits, swinging on a big bitch
I don't know man, I'm shittin' on your whole life
[x2]
[Hook]
Bitches ain't shit, and they ain't sayin' nuthin'
A hundred muthafuckas can't tell me nuthin'
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Man I'm out in Texas, man I'm out in A-town
Then I'm up in Chi-town or Miami shuttin' it down
It's that New Orleans, it's LA or The Bay
It's New York, Philly, and the whole DMV
I'm a Detroit Player, man it's North/South Cats
Ohio, Pittsburgh, got St. Louis on deck
It's Delaware, Connecticut, it's New Jersey got hella bricks
It's Queens Brooklyn and yea they're wildin'
The Bronx Harlem and Staten Island
[Hook]
Bitches ain't shit, and they ain't sayin' nuthin'
A hundred muthafuckas can't tell me nuthin'
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
[Bridge]
Damn, damn what they say about me?
I don't know man, fuck is on your biscuit?
If I get hits, swinging on a big bitch
I don't know man, I'm shittin' on your whole life
[x2]
HOV Lane lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Zippin, I'm zippin, I'm zippin
Soon as they come out I'm dippin
Big ass closet, I'm trippin
Big booty strippers, I'm tippin
Big ass chain, I'm heavy
And it didn't cost me a penny
They pay me to rock it
Damn, I got niggaz in pocket
Superbowl; Grammys
What a hell of a jammie!
All these bitches my sons
I'ma get 'em a nanny
Argentina for Pepsi; Orlando All-Star
Fuck you said bitch?; Fuck you, porn star
I don't do shotgun, I be driving my own car
I don't do shots neither, I'm buyin the whole bar
Holy moley, G copped me a Rolly
I ain't catchin the puck
But iced out like a goalie nigga
[Chorus: repeat 4X]
I'm in the HOV lane, I'm in the HOV lane
And you, y-you-you, y-you-you Soul Train
I travel more than you walkin with a basketball
I'm out in Spain, runnin game to the matador
I'm in my own lane, you ain't in my category
You like a Rav 4, I'm like the Aventador
Birkin bags, man I merc them ads
When I re-up on "Reloaded" I'ma 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-niggaz on Banshees is speedin
Dirt bikes is out for the season
Back break wheelie and leanin
Damn, a bitch late for a meetin
N-N-NYPD comin
Bellbock way, we gunnin
Double our engine hummin
Actin a fool, we dumbin
[Chorus]
[Interlude: repeat 2X]
N-N-Nintendo and we in the end-zone
I don't give a fuck hoe, like we in the friend zone
What the fuck it look like? What the fuck it's hittin fo'?
Tell them bitches "Y-y-y-y-you ain't about that life!"
[Sounds of motorcycles speeding by]
[Chorus]
Soon as they come out I'm dippin
Big ass closet, I'm trippin
Big booty strippers, I'm tippin
Big ass chain, I'm heavy
And it didn't cost me a penny
They pay me to rock it
Damn, I got niggaz in pocket
Superbowl; Grammys
What a hell of a jammie!
All these bitches my sons
I'ma get 'em a nanny
Argentina for Pepsi; Orlando All-Star
Fuck you said bitch?; Fuck you, porn star
I don't do shotgun, I be driving my own car
I don't do shots neither, I'm buyin the whole bar
Holy moley, G copped me a Rolly
I ain't catchin the puck
But iced out like a goalie nigga
[Chorus: repeat 4X]
I'm in the HOV lane, I'm in the HOV lane
And you, y-you-you, y-you-you Soul Train
I travel more than you walkin with a basketball
I'm out in Spain, runnin game to the matador
I'm in my own lane, you ain't in my category
You like a Rav 4, I'm like the Aventador
Birkin bags, man I merc them ads
When I re-up on "Reloaded" I'ma 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-niggaz on Banshees is speedin
Dirt bikes is out for the season
Back break wheelie and leanin
Damn, a bitch late for a meetin
N-N-NYPD comin
Bellbock way, we gunnin
Double our engine hummin
Actin a fool, we dumbin
[Chorus]
[Interlude: repeat 2X]
N-N-Nintendo and we in the end-zone
I don't give a fuck hoe, like we in the friend zone
What the fuck it look like? What the fuck it's hittin fo'?
Tell them bitches "Y-y-y-y-you ain't about that life!"
[Sounds of motorcycles speeding by]
[Chorus]
Roman Reloaded lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Lil Wayne)
[Hook - Nicki Minaj]
Bang, my shit bang, it bang bang
B-b-bang, my shit bang it bang bang
[Verse 1 - Nicki Minaj]
I guess I went commercial
Just shot a commercial
When I flew to the set though
I ain’t fly commercial
And the ad is global, yep
Your ad was local
Where we shot it was a lot of different agriculture’s
So I laugh at hopefuls
Nicki pop, only thing that’s pop is my endorsement
I, fuck around I have to go and reinforce the glock
[Hook - Nicki Minaj]
Bang, my shit bang, it bang bang
B-b-bang, my shit bang it bang bang
[Verse 2 - Nicki Minaj]
Is it me or did I just put these rap bitches on the map again
You mad cause I’m at the Grammys with the Vatican
You in the booth, but I’m who you be channeling
Why they never bring your name up at the panel then?
Hottest MC’s, top five!
You need money, I got mine
More knots than Eric from Basketball wives (ya dig?)
[Hook - Nicki Minaj]
Bang, my shit bang, it bang bang
B-b-bang, my shit bang it bang bang
[Verse 3 - Nicki Minaj]
I couldn’t do your TV show I needed ten more mill
Not 10 on the back, I need 10 on signing
Give that shit to a washed up, bitch I’m winning
If I had a label I would never sign you hoes
Take bitches to school then I columbine these hoes
I hear the slick shit, bitch you washed
All you hoes cryin’: Christopher Bosh
[Hook - Nicki Minaj]
Bang, my shit bang, it bang bang
B-b-bang, my shit bang it bang bang
[Verse 4 - Nicki Minaj]
Ayo, now when I tell ‘em it’s Barbie bitch
Yes I really do mean that it’s Barbie bitch
Ask Mattel, they auction my Barbie bitch
Raggedy Ann, could never be a Barbie bitch
You at the bottom of the barrel scraping
I’m out in LA, at the Ice Age taping
I’m chillin’ at the top I got ample time
Bite me, apple sign
[Hook - Nicki Minaj]
Bang, my shit bang, it bang bang
B-b-bang, my shit bang it bang bang
[Verse 5 - Lil Wayne]
Kush on my breath, cocaine on my tongue
Eat that pussy make it numb
She can’t feel herself cum
Got a body on my gun
Fuck the world with my thumb
Pop a molly smoke a blunt
That mean I’m a high roller
My ex wanna work it out, bitch try Yoga
Two hoes in the bed, tell ‘em hoe slide over
Excuse my French, two bitches and moi
That’s a Nicki Ménage à Trois
Ha
[Hook - Nicki Minaj]
Bang, my shit bang, it bang bang
B-b-bang, my shit bang it bang bang
[Verse 6 - Lil Wayne]
My shit so cold man, it don’t even stink
Destructive ass nigga, watch me break the bank
Weezy F, and the F is for Fill in the blanks
And I say shout out Mack Maine
Back yard bully
And the weed purple like a black girl pussy
Word, middle finger on the trigger
Uh, so that it mean, fuck a nigga
[Hook - Nicki Minaj]
Bang, my shit bang, it bang bang
B-b-bang, my shit bang it bang bang
[Hook - Lil Wayne]
Bang bang-bang, my bitch bang
She bang bang
Well that’s cause my bitch is Nina Ross and
She bang b-bang bang
Bang bang, she go bang, bang
(Bang-bang, bang, bang-bang)
We bang, bang-bang
Bang, b-b-b-bang, bang we blood gang
Bang, my shit bang, it bang bang
B-b-bang, my shit bang it bang bang
[Verse 1 - Nicki Minaj]
I guess I went commercial
Just shot a commercial
When I flew to the set though
I ain’t fly commercial
And the ad is global, yep
Your ad was local
Where we shot it was a lot of different agriculture’s
So I laugh at hopefuls
Nicki pop, only thing that’s pop is my endorsement
I, fuck around I have to go and reinforce the glock
[Hook - Nicki Minaj]
Bang, my shit bang, it bang bang
B-b-bang, my shit bang it bang bang
[Verse 2 - Nicki Minaj]
Is it me or did I just put these rap bitches on the map again
You mad cause I’m at the Grammys with the Vatican
You in the booth, but I’m who you be channeling
Why they never bring your name up at the panel then?
Hottest MC’s, top five!
You need money, I got mine
More knots than Eric from Basketball wives (ya dig?)
[Hook - Nicki Minaj]
Bang, my shit bang, it bang bang
B-b-bang, my shit bang it bang bang
[Verse 3 - Nicki Minaj]
I couldn’t do your TV show I needed ten more mill
Not 10 on the back, I need 10 on signing
Give that shit to a washed up, bitch I’m winning
If I had a label I would never sign you hoes
Take bitches to school then I columbine these hoes
I hear the slick shit, bitch you washed
All you hoes cryin’: Christopher Bosh
[Hook - Nicki Minaj]
Bang, my shit bang, it bang bang
B-b-bang, my shit bang it bang bang
[Verse 4 - Nicki Minaj]
Ayo, now when I tell ‘em it’s Barbie bitch
Yes I really do mean that it’s Barbie bitch
Ask Mattel, they auction my Barbie bitch
Raggedy Ann, could never be a Barbie bitch
You at the bottom of the barrel scraping
I’m out in LA, at the Ice Age taping
I’m chillin’ at the top I got ample time
Bite me, apple sign
[Hook - Nicki Minaj]
Bang, my shit bang, it bang bang
B-b-bang, my shit bang it bang bang
[Verse 5 - Lil Wayne]
Kush on my breath, cocaine on my tongue
Eat that pussy make it numb
She can’t feel herself cum
Got a body on my gun
Fuck the world with my thumb
Pop a molly smoke a blunt
That mean I’m a high roller
My ex wanna work it out, bitch try Yoga
Two hoes in the bed, tell ‘em hoe slide over
Excuse my French, two bitches and moi
That’s a Nicki Ménage à Trois
Ha
[Hook - Nicki Minaj]
Bang, my shit bang, it bang bang
B-b-bang, my shit bang it bang bang
[Verse 6 - Lil Wayne]
My shit so cold man, it don’t even stink
Destructive ass nigga, watch me break the bank
Weezy F, and the F is for Fill in the blanks
And I say shout out Mack Maine
Back yard bully
And the weed purple like a black girl pussy
Word, middle finger on the trigger
Uh, so that it mean, fuck a nigga
[Hook - Nicki Minaj]
Bang, my shit bang, it bang bang
B-b-bang, my shit bang it bang bang
[Hook - Lil Wayne]
Bang bang-bang, my bitch bang
She bang bang
Well that’s cause my bitch is Nina Ross and
She bang b-bang bang
Bang bang, she go bang, bang
(Bang-bang, bang, bang-bang)
We bang, bang-bang
Bang, b-b-b-bang, bang we blood gang
Champion lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Nas, Drake, Young Jeezy)
Mmm.
This is celebration, this is levitation
Look at how you winning now, this took dedication
This is meditation, higher education
This the official competitor elimination
I was taking trips with Web to move weight,
Came back to queens then hit up a new state
Bitches don't know the half like they flunked at math
Bitches ain't have cut up crack up in the stash
50 cent Italian, icy flow
It's that run and get a dollar for a ice cream cone
'Cause they killed my little cousin Nicholas
But my memory's only happy images
This is for the hood, this is for the kids
This is for the single mothers, niggas doing biz
This one is for TT, Tweety, Viola, Sharika
Candice, Timby, Lauren, Iesha.
It's a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It's time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)
[Drake:]
Yeah, okay, we made it to America
I remember when I used to stay with Erica
Label transferred 20 million to comerica
Fucking terrabus got me acting out of character
Young TO nigga, either riding' range
The Ferrari top down, screaming money ain't a thang
Tell me when I changed, girl, but only when I change
'Cause I live this shit for real, niggas know me in the game, they know
Makin' hits in 3 acre cribs
Cookin' up tryna eat nigga steak and ribs
I made a couple stars outta basic chicks
Nowadays blow the candles out, don't even make a wish
Having good times, making good money
Lot of bad bitches but they good to me
I make her do the splits for a rack
Wish you niggas good luck tryna get where I'm at
Straight like that
It's a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It's time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)
[Young Jeezy:]
Straight balling in this bitch, Jeremy Lin, mello.
Tell me one thing you won't do? settle.
Gimme one word for ya chain? yellow
Pocket full of money, black card, ghetto
Critics say I ain't in the game, A I?
So how you deal with the fame? STAY HIGH
Stay putting down for the town, may I
What you call a crib in the sky? play high
Half a mil in 3 weeks, yall did it like a champ
Mama taught me pride, yeah, she did it with the stamps
Wait a minute, everybody pause for the photo
Somebody tell these local hating niggas, I'm global
Tell me what I gotta do to get this champagne going
What I gotta do to get this coconut flowing
Don't let me in son, hundred bottles of the ace
Lemme in son, go money cases in my place let's celebrate
It's a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It's time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)
[Nas:]
What up Nicki? it's nasty. yeah. yeah yeah.
I sold my first 2 million dollars, I was 23.
I'm barely a man yet I had some killers under me
This ain't rated PG, this rated PJ.
'Cause that's where a nigga fuck, murder on replay
My 24th bday, I'm sailing to Bimini
You can see me on a yacht blasting Pac, little nah, I ain't greedy
I'm back to thugging bitches that can make it and kiss other bitches,
My man sister like me, I don't fuck my brother's sister
I just aspire your desire to be different
My 10 year old plan just one year til finish
My list went like this: first thing to sever,
The difference in pussy white black Latin or other
Here's a man who clearly isn't basic,
Waiting list just to hear me or witness the greatness
Loud laughter while writing my next chapter
Fast cash life, happily ever after
Champions
It's a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It's time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)
This is celebration, this is levitation
Look at how you winning now, this took dedication
This is meditation, higher education
This the official competitor elimination
I was taking trips with Web to move weight,
Came back to queens then hit up a new state
Bitches don't know the half like they flunked at math
Bitches ain't have cut up crack up in the stash
50 cent Italian, icy flow
It's that run and get a dollar for a ice cream cone
'Cause they killed my little cousin Nicholas
But my memory's only happy images
This is for the hood, this is for the kids
This is for the single mothers, niggas doing biz
This one is for TT, Tweety, Viola, Sharika
Candice, Timby, Lauren, Iesha.
It's a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It's time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)
[Drake:]
Yeah, okay, we made it to America
I remember when I used to stay with Erica
Label transferred 20 million to comerica
Fucking terrabus got me acting out of character
Young TO nigga, either riding' range
The Ferrari top down, screaming money ain't a thang
Tell me when I changed, girl, but only when I change
'Cause I live this shit for real, niggas know me in the game, they know
Makin' hits in 3 acre cribs
Cookin' up tryna eat nigga steak and ribs
I made a couple stars outta basic chicks
Nowadays blow the candles out, don't even make a wish
Having good times, making good money
Lot of bad bitches but they good to me
I make her do the splits for a rack
Wish you niggas good luck tryna get where I'm at
Straight like that
It's a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It's time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)
[Young Jeezy:]
Straight balling in this bitch, Jeremy Lin, mello.
Tell me one thing you won't do? settle.
Gimme one word for ya chain? yellow
Pocket full of money, black card, ghetto
Critics say I ain't in the game, A I?
So how you deal with the fame? STAY HIGH
Stay putting down for the town, may I
What you call a crib in the sky? play high
Half a mil in 3 weeks, yall did it like a champ
Mama taught me pride, yeah, she did it with the stamps
Wait a minute, everybody pause for the photo
Somebody tell these local hating niggas, I'm global
Tell me what I gotta do to get this champagne going
What I gotta do to get this coconut flowing
Don't let me in son, hundred bottles of the ace
Lemme in son, go money cases in my place let's celebrate
It's a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It's time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)
[Nas:]
What up Nicki? it's nasty. yeah. yeah yeah.
I sold my first 2 million dollars, I was 23.
I'm barely a man yet I had some killers under me
This ain't rated PG, this rated PJ.
'Cause that's where a nigga fuck, murder on replay
My 24th bday, I'm sailing to Bimini
You can see me on a yacht blasting Pac, little nah, I ain't greedy
I'm back to thugging bitches that can make it and kiss other bitches,
My man sister like me, I don't fuck my brother's sister
I just aspire your desire to be different
My 10 year old plan just one year til finish
My list went like this: first thing to sever,
The difference in pussy white black Latin or other
Here's a man who clearly isn't basic,
Waiting list just to hear me or witness the greatness
Loud laughter while writing my next chapter
Fast cash life, happily ever after
Champions
It's a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It's time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)
Right By My Side lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Chris Brown)
It all comes down to this
I miss your morning kiss
I won’t lie, I’m feeling it
You don’t know, I’m missing it
I’m so dumb, I must admit
It’s too much to hold it in
I can’t say no more than this
I just hope your heart hear me now
Gotta let you know how I’m feeling
You own my heart, he just renting
Don’t turn away, pay attention
I’m pouring out my heart oh, boy
[Chorus:]
I-I, I’m not living life
I’m not living right
I’m not living if you’re not by my side
Oooh-ohhh
I-I, I’m not living life
I’m not living right
I’m not living if you’re not by my side
Oooh-ohhh
[Chris Brown]
Let's meet at our favourite spot
You know the one, right around the block
From the nice place, that you love to shop
Can you get away?
Care to sit down? Let's talk it out
One on one, without a crowd
I wanna hold your hand
Make you laugh again, I need to be near you
Gotta let you know how I’m feeling
You own my heart, and she just renting
Don't turn away, pay attention
I’m pouring out my heart girl
[Chorus (Nicki Minaj + Chris Brown)]
[Bridge:]
I can’t eat I-I-I-I
I can’t sleep I-I-I
What I need I-I-I
Is you right by my side
I can’t eat I-I-I-I
I can’t sleep I-I-I-I
What I need I-I-I-I
Is you right by my side
It ain't your spit game, it’s your dick game
That got me walking ’round ready to wear your big chain
I only argue wit’ ‘em when the Lakers on
Other than that I’m getting my Marc Jacob’s on
When my pussy game so cold that he always seem to come back
Cause he know that it’d be a wrap
When I’m riding it from the back
Wait, oh, let me see your phone
Cause all them bitches is ratchet
And now let me get in my truck
Cause all them bitches’ll catch it
Wait wait wait, damn there I go again
I be trippin’, I be flippin, I be so belligerent
Man this shit that we be fighting over so irrelevant
I don’t even remember though I was probably hella bent (Let's go)
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
I miss your morning kiss
I won’t lie, I’m feeling it
You don’t know, I’m missing it
I’m so dumb, I must admit
It’s too much to hold it in
I can’t say no more than this
I just hope your heart hear me now
Gotta let you know how I’m feeling
You own my heart, he just renting
Don’t turn away, pay attention
I’m pouring out my heart oh, boy
[Chorus:]
I-I, I’m not living life
I’m not living right
I’m not living if you’re not by my side
Oooh-ohhh
I-I, I’m not living life
I’m not living right
I’m not living if you’re not by my side
Oooh-ohhh
[Chris Brown]
Let's meet at our favourite spot
You know the one, right around the block
From the nice place, that you love to shop
Can you get away?
Care to sit down? Let's talk it out
One on one, without a crowd
I wanna hold your hand
Make you laugh again, I need to be near you
Gotta let you know how I’m feeling
You own my heart, and she just renting
Don't turn away, pay attention
I’m pouring out my heart girl
[Chorus (Nicki Minaj + Chris Brown)]
[Bridge:]
I can’t eat I-I-I-I
I can’t sleep I-I-I
What I need I-I-I
Is you right by my side
I can’t eat I-I-I-I
I can’t sleep I-I-I-I
What I need I-I-I-I
Is you right by my side
It ain't your spit game, it’s your dick game
That got me walking ’round ready to wear your big chain
I only argue wit’ ‘em when the Lakers on
Other than that I’m getting my Marc Jacob’s on
When my pussy game so cold that he always seem to come back
Cause he know that it’d be a wrap
When I’m riding it from the back
Wait, oh, let me see your phone
Cause all them bitches is ratchet
And now let me get in my truck
Cause all them bitches’ll catch it
Wait wait wait, damn there I go again
I be trippin’, I be flippin, I be so belligerent
Man this shit that we be fighting over so irrelevant
I don’t even remember though I was probably hella bent (Let's go)
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Sex In The Lounge lyrics - Nciki Minaj (feat. Lil Wayne and Bobby V)
Yeah. Bobby V.
DJ turn me up,
Don't you turn this down no no.
Uhh.
I think I gave him a discreet name,
He replied wit a street name
PR at the heat game
No ball but pete game
He addicted to hustle,
I'm addicted to fame
Though we packin that muscle,
I'm addicted to brain
I'm addicted to chillin,
Make a hell of a killin
Don't I stunt on these bitches?
Man I'm bad as a villain,
Get the gun Ima hunt em
When I'm done Ima done em
When we leavin the lounge, Ima keep it a hunnit
It went down. nuff said.
Pull off in that thang n it's blush red
Sex in the lounge, girl I'm gon take you down
I'm gon have you screamin girl, they gon hear the sound of our
Sex in the lounge. I can't believe this is happenin to me girl, happenin to me girl
[Bobby V:]
So caught up in this girl
Shawty got me lovedrunk, I'm
Keepin to my self cuz I'm so into her
Cuz we doin it like nobody's around
And when we do it I can hear her make a sound
Shawty was singin like me
Had that girl singing singing like me
She be like oh oh oh oh oh oh oh.
Ohh I, IIII
Oh oh ohhhh.
She lookin at me like she want it
Come over here, she climbin on top of me,
Ima make her scream like..
Sex in the lounge, girl I'm gon take you down
I'm gon have you screamin girl, they gon hear the sound of our
Sex in the lounge. I can't believe this is happenin to me girl, happenin to me girl
[Weezy:]
Sit that pussy on my bottom lip, then after that you know we gotta switch
My house so big that bitch came with a lobby
We didn't use a rubber, but I came on her body
I lay her down and kiss her neck and talk dirty to her
Like I get that pussy wetter than a dirty sewer
Fuck you mean? turn around and bust it open for me
Get on that dick and get that money, go oprah for me
All you girls don't like me cuz they know you love me
But if you scared, go to church. it's open sunday.
I I dig I I dig in that pussy, guess what I find?
Tunechi layin naked, sex in the lounge.
Sex in the lounge, girl I'm gon take you down
I'm gon have you screamin girl, they gon hear the sound of our
Sex in the lounge. I can't believe this is happenin to me girl, happenin to me girl
DJ turn me up,
Don't you turn this down no no.
Uhh.
I think I gave him a discreet name,
He replied wit a street name
PR at the heat game
No ball but pete game
He addicted to hustle,
I'm addicted to fame
Though we packin that muscle,
I'm addicted to brain
I'm addicted to chillin,
Make a hell of a killin
Don't I stunt on these bitches?
Man I'm bad as a villain,
Get the gun Ima hunt em
When I'm done Ima done em
When we leavin the lounge, Ima keep it a hunnit
It went down. nuff said.
Pull off in that thang n it's blush red
Sex in the lounge, girl I'm gon take you down
I'm gon have you screamin girl, they gon hear the sound of our
Sex in the lounge. I can't believe this is happenin to me girl, happenin to me girl
[Bobby V:]
So caught up in this girl
Shawty got me lovedrunk, I'm
Keepin to my self cuz I'm so into her
Cuz we doin it like nobody's around
And when we do it I can hear her make a sound
Shawty was singin like me
Had that girl singing singing like me
She be like oh oh oh oh oh oh oh.
Ohh I, IIII
Oh oh ohhhh.
She lookin at me like she want it
Come over here, she climbin on top of me,
Ima make her scream like..
Sex in the lounge, girl I'm gon take you down
I'm gon have you screamin girl, they gon hear the sound of our
Sex in the lounge. I can't believe this is happenin to me girl, happenin to me girl
[Weezy:]
Sit that pussy on my bottom lip, then after that you know we gotta switch
My house so big that bitch came with a lobby
We didn't use a rubber, but I came on her body
I lay her down and kiss her neck and talk dirty to her
Like I get that pussy wetter than a dirty sewer
Fuck you mean? turn around and bust it open for me
Get on that dick and get that money, go oprah for me
All you girls don't like me cuz they know you love me
But if you scared, go to church. it's open sunday.
I I dig I I dig in that pussy, guess what I find?
Tunechi layin naked, sex in the lounge.
Sex in the lounge, girl I'm gon take you down
I'm gon have you screamin girl, they gon hear the sound of our
Sex in the lounge. I can't believe this is happenin to me girl, happenin to me girl
Starships lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Red one
Let’s go to the beach, each
Let’s go get away
They say, what they gonna say?
Have a drink, clink, found the Bud Light
Bad bitches like me, is hard to come by
The Patrón, own, let’s go get it on
The zone, own, yes I’m in the zone
Is it two, three, leave a good tip
I’ma blow all my money and don’t give two shits
I’m on the floor, floor
I love to dance
So give me more, more, ‘til I can’t stand
Get on the floor, floor
Like it’s your last chance
If you want more, more
Then here I am
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Can’t stop ‘cause we’re so high
Let’s do this one more time
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Let’s do this one last time
Can't stop...
(We’re higher than a motherfucker) [x3]
Jump in my hooptie hooptie hoop
I own that
And I ain’t paying my rent this month
I owe that
But fuck who you want, and fuck who you like
That's our life, there’s no end in sight
Twinkle, twinkle little star
Now everybody let me hear you say ray ray ray
Now spend all your money cause today's pay day
And if you’re a G, you a G, G, G
My name is Onika, you can call me Nicki
Get on the floor, floor
Like it’s your last chance
If you want more, more
Then here I am
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Can’t stop ‘cause we’re so high
Let’s do this one more time
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Let’s do this one last time
Can't stop...
(We’re higher than a motherfucker) [x3]
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Can’t stop ‘cause we’re so high
Let’s do this one more time
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Let’s do this one last time
Can't stop...
(We’re higher than a motherfucker) [x3]
Let’s go to the beach, each
Let’s go get away
They say, what they gonna say?
Have a drink, clink, found the Bud Light
Bad bitches like me, is hard to come by
The Patrón, own, let’s go get it on
The zone, own, yes I’m in the zone
Is it two, three, leave a good tip
I’ma blow all my money and don’t give two shits
I’m on the floor, floor
I love to dance
So give me more, more, ‘til I can’t stand
Get on the floor, floor
Like it’s your last chance
If you want more, more
Then here I am
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Can’t stop ‘cause we’re so high
Let’s do this one more time
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Let’s do this one last time
Can't stop...
(We’re higher than a motherfucker) [x3]
Jump in my hooptie hooptie hoop
I own that
And I ain’t paying my rent this month
I owe that
But fuck who you want, and fuck who you like
That's our life, there’s no end in sight
Twinkle, twinkle little star
Now everybody let me hear you say ray ray ray
Now spend all your money cause today's pay day
And if you’re a G, you a G, G, G
My name is Onika, you can call me Nicki
Get on the floor, floor
Like it’s your last chance
If you want more, more
Then here I am
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Can’t stop ‘cause we’re so high
Let’s do this one more time
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Let’s do this one last time
Can't stop...
(We’re higher than a motherfucker) [x3]
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Can’t stop ‘cause we’re so high
Let’s do this one more time
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Let’s do this one last time
Can't stop...
(We’re higher than a motherfucker) [x3]
Pound The Alarm lyrics Nicki Minaj
Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter, and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Yo, what I gotta do to show these girls that I own them
Some call me nicki, and some call me roman
Skeeza, pleeza, I'm in Ibiza.
Giuseppe Zannotti my own sneaker
Sexy, sexy that's all I do
If you need a bad bitch
Let me call a few
Pumps on and them little mini skirts is out
I see some good girls, I'mma turn 'em out
Ok bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, hey?
Bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, let's go.
Music, makes me, high
Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter, and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
I wanna do it for the night, night
So get me now, and knock this over
I wanna do it like you like, like
Come get me, baby we're not getting younger
I just want you tonight, night
Baby we won't do it for life, life
Music, makes me, high
Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter, and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
Alarm!
Alarm!
Alarm!
Alarm!
Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter, and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter, and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Yo, what I gotta do to show these girls that I own them
Some call me nicki, and some call me roman
Skeeza, pleeza, I'm in Ibiza.
Giuseppe Zannotti my own sneaker
Sexy, sexy that's all I do
If you need a bad bitch
Let me call a few
Pumps on and them little mini skirts is out
I see some good girls, I'mma turn 'em out
Ok bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, hey?
Bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, let's go.
Music, makes me, high
Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter, and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
I wanna do it for the night, night
So get me now, and knock this over
I wanna do it like you like, like
Come get me, baby we're not getting younger
I just want you tonight, night
Baby we won't do it for life, life
Music, makes me, high
Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter, and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
Alarm!
Alarm!
Alarm!
Alarm!
Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter, and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!
Whip It lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Hey, you, jump in this ride
It's real nice, and slippery inside
Rise, guy, come get this pie
Ri ri ri ride it in style
Said it a minute ago, I did it a minute ago
I drop it, I pick it up slow, I want it, I kick in the door
Cause they know that I got that good shit
Said I'm bad, but I could be a good bitch
Squeeze my body, rock my body,
Boy, you make me go
Na na na na na me go
Please my body, heal my body
Boy, you make me go
Na na na na na me go
We gon'...
Hey stranger over there
I'm really liking that way
You whip it whip it
Yeah, I want you everyday
You're so right, you're so tight
You got my world spinning
You got my world spinning
My head goes round and around, round and around
Now I'm thinking
If we could be, stranger what you say?
I'm really liking that way
You whip it whip it whip it whip it
Na na na na na we go
Na na na na na we go
Woah.
Is that my cue? I'm looking for some brain to boost my IQ
I'm like 5'2, my SAT scores was high too.
But I don't mean to brag I louis vuitton bag em
Hopped out the jag proceeded to sha shag em.
Slim, trim, oh so light skin
So pe pe peter put the pipe in
Squeeze my body, rock my body,
Boy, you make me go
Na na na na na me go
Please my body, heal my body
Boy, you make me go
Na na na na na me go
We gon'...
Hey stranger over there
I'm really liking that way
You whip it whip it
Yeah, I want you everyday
You're so right, you're so tight
You got my world spinning
You got my world spinning
My head goes round and around, round and around
Now I'm thinking
If we could be, stranger what you say?
I'm really liking that way
You whip it whip it whip it whip it
Na na na na na me go
Na na na na na me go
It's real nice, and slippery inside
Rise, guy, come get this pie
Ri ri ri ride it in style
Said it a minute ago, I did it a minute ago
I drop it, I pick it up slow, I want it, I kick in the door
Cause they know that I got that good shit
Said I'm bad, but I could be a good bitch
Squeeze my body, rock my body,
Boy, you make me go
Na na na na na me go
Please my body, heal my body
Boy, you make me go
Na na na na na me go
We gon'...
Hey stranger over there
I'm really liking that way
You whip it whip it
Yeah, I want you everyday
You're so right, you're so tight
You got my world spinning
You got my world spinning
My head goes round and around, round and around
Now I'm thinking
If we could be, stranger what you say?
I'm really liking that way
You whip it whip it whip it whip it
Na na na na na we go
Na na na na na we go
Woah.
Is that my cue? I'm looking for some brain to boost my IQ
I'm like 5'2, my SAT scores was high too.
But I don't mean to brag I louis vuitton bag em
Hopped out the jag proceeded to sha shag em.
Slim, trim, oh so light skin
So pe pe peter put the pipe in
Squeeze my body, rock my body,
Boy, you make me go
Na na na na na me go
Please my body, heal my body
Boy, you make me go
Na na na na na me go
We gon'...
Hey stranger over there
I'm really liking that way
You whip it whip it
Yeah, I want you everyday
You're so right, you're so tight
You got my world spinning
You got my world spinning
My head goes round and around, round and around
Now I'm thinking
If we could be, stranger what you say?
I'm really liking that way
You whip it whip it whip it whip it
Na na na na na me go
Na na na na na me go
Automatic lyrics - Nicki Minaj
I can't control the way I'm moving hips
Bet you never ever seen 'em like this
I'm a monster on the floor I can't quit
No no it's automatic, it's automatic
It's automatic I'm a runaway train
And it's like me that I tear up this place
When I go, I go hard
I'mma show best how tonight
It's automatic my condition's on load
There's no remedy, and no antidotes
It's just the way that I am
Nicki, Nicki, so bad tonight, ah ah ah ah
I can't control the way I'm moving hips
Bet you never ever seen 'em like this
I'm a monster on the floor I can't quit
No no it's automatic, it's automatic
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It's automatic
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It's automatic
It's automatic some may call it insane
I assure you I'd be stuck in your brain
You be falling for me boy
Yeah just like a domino tonight
It's automatic when I'm rockin the beats
Systematically I'm dropping your heat
It's just the way that I am
Nicki, Nicki, so bad tonight, ah ah ah ah
I can't control the way I'm moving hips
Bet you never ever seen 'em like this
I'm a monster on the floor I can't quit
No no it's automatic, it's automatic
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It's automatic
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It's automatic
Press rewind, press rewind
Einstein, I'm looking for that Einstein
Wales, London, Ireland, Scotland, I get idol in, South Africa, and Brazil
Shut the club down, bring the bill
Bring the bill, bring the bill
Shut the club down, and bring the bill
I can't control the way I'm moving hips
Bet you never ever seen me like this
I'm a monster on the floor I can't quit
No no it's automatic, it's automatic
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It's automatic
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It's automatic
Bet you never ever seen 'em like this
I'm a monster on the floor I can't quit
No no it's automatic, it's automatic
It's automatic I'm a runaway train
And it's like me that I tear up this place
When I go, I go hard
I'mma show best how tonight
It's automatic my condition's on load
There's no remedy, and no antidotes
It's just the way that I am
Nicki, Nicki, so bad tonight, ah ah ah ah
I can't control the way I'm moving hips
Bet you never ever seen 'em like this
I'm a monster on the floor I can't quit
No no it's automatic, it's automatic
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It's automatic
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It's automatic
It's automatic some may call it insane
I assure you I'd be stuck in your brain
You be falling for me boy
Yeah just like a domino tonight
It's automatic when I'm rockin the beats
Systematically I'm dropping your heat
It's just the way that I am
Nicki, Nicki, so bad tonight, ah ah ah ah
I can't control the way I'm moving hips
Bet you never ever seen 'em like this
I'm a monster on the floor I can't quit
No no it's automatic, it's automatic
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It's automatic
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It's automatic
Press rewind, press rewind
Einstein, I'm looking for that Einstein
Wales, London, Ireland, Scotland, I get idol in, South Africa, and Brazil
Shut the club down, bring the bill
Bring the bill, bring the bill
Shut the club down, and bring the bill
I can't control the way I'm moving hips
Bet you never ever seen me like this
I'm a monster on the floor I can't quit
No no it's automatic, it's automatic
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It's automatic
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
It's automatic
Beautiful Sinner lyrics - Nicki Minaj
South Africa is where I come from
Get me my banjo, get me my drum
Kidnap career and don't take ransom
Don't let me come out of my dungeon
Chu wan me to leave then take it d-down
You see me come out of England at dawn
You say the pattern come from Kingston
Trinidad Trinidad, my island
I see you in here dancin'
Your preview is quite romantic
I envy your perfect kind of life
Who knew you'd be so sexy
I think you're quite fantastic
Screw your flaws
You're prefect in my eyes
And maybe I'm naive for loving you
You're a cheat and a liar
But tonight you're everything I desire
You beautiful sinner
I love your wicked heart
Beautiful sinner
It's such a work of art
I didn't know that bad could love so good
You are the type of bad that feels so good
Beautiful sinner
I bet you're heart of stone
Living in your world alone
I hope you let me in tonight
They want me to beware
Dangerous I don't care
I can't wait to have you in my arms
And maybe I'm naive for loving you
You're a cheat and a liar
But tonight you're everything I desire
You beautiful sinner
I love your wicked heart
Beautiful sinner
It's such a work of art
I didn't know that bad could love so good
You are the type of bad that feels so good
Beautiful sinner
Maybe you're the master of disguise and you are..
Putting on and you're really the saint, the good one.
Are you here to save me from the crowd?
If you are, then baby take me now
Beautiful sinner
I love your wicked heart
Beautiful sinner
It's such a work of art
I didn't know that bad could love so good
You are the type of bad that feels so good
Beautiful sinner
Get me my banjo, get me my drum
Kidnap career and don't take ransom
Don't let me come out of my dungeon
Chu wan me to leave then take it d-down
You see me come out of England at dawn
You say the pattern come from Kingston
Trinidad Trinidad, my island
I see you in here dancin'
Your preview is quite romantic
I envy your perfect kind of life
Who knew you'd be so sexy
I think you're quite fantastic
Screw your flaws
You're prefect in my eyes
And maybe I'm naive for loving you
You're a cheat and a liar
But tonight you're everything I desire
You beautiful sinner
I love your wicked heart
Beautiful sinner
It's such a work of art
I didn't know that bad could love so good
You are the type of bad that feels so good
Beautiful sinner
I bet you're heart of stone
Living in your world alone
I hope you let me in tonight
They want me to beware
Dangerous I don't care
I can't wait to have you in my arms
And maybe I'm naive for loving you
You're a cheat and a liar
But tonight you're everything I desire
You beautiful sinner
I love your wicked heart
Beautiful sinner
It's such a work of art
I didn't know that bad could love so good
You are the type of bad that feels so good
Beautiful sinner
Maybe you're the master of disguise and you are..
Putting on and you're really the saint, the good one.
Are you here to save me from the crowd?
If you are, then baby take me now
Beautiful sinner
I love your wicked heart
Beautiful sinner
It's such a work of art
I didn't know that bad could love so good
You are the type of bad that feels so good
Beautiful sinner
Marilyn Monroe lyrics - Nicki Minaj
I can be selfish
Yeah, so impatient
Sometimes I feel like Marilyn Monroe
I’m insecure yeah I make mistakes
Sometimes I feel like I’m at the end of the road
I can get low I can get low
Don’t know which way is up
Yeah I can get high, I can get high
Like I could never come down
Call it a curse
Or just call me blessed
If you can’t handle my worst
You ain’t getting my best
Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt felt felt felt?
Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt felt felt felt
Its like all the good things
They fall apart like…
Like Marilyn Monroe
Truth is we mess up
Till we get it right
I don't want to end up losing my soul
I can get low, I can get low
Don’t know which way is up
Yea I can get high, I can get high
Like I could never come down
Call it a curse
Or just call me blessed
If you can’t handle my worst
You ain’t getting my best
Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt felt felt felt?
Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt felt felt felt
Take me or leave me
I’ll never be perfect
Believe me I’m worth it
So take me or leave me
(So take me or leave me)
So take me or leave me
(So take me or leave me)
Call it a curse or just call
Me blessed if you can't handle
My worst you ain't getting my best
Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt, felt
Felt, felt? Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt,
Felt, felt, felt
Is this how Marilyn Monroe
Felt, felt, felt, felt must be how
Marilyn Monroe felt, felt, felt, felt?
Yeah, so impatient
Sometimes I feel like Marilyn Monroe
I’m insecure yeah I make mistakes
Sometimes I feel like I’m at the end of the road
I can get low I can get low
Don’t know which way is up
Yeah I can get high, I can get high
Like I could never come down
Call it a curse
Or just call me blessed
If you can’t handle my worst
You ain’t getting my best
Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt felt felt felt?
Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt felt felt felt
Its like all the good things
They fall apart like…
Like Marilyn Monroe
Truth is we mess up
Till we get it right
I don't want to end up losing my soul
I can get low, I can get low
Don’t know which way is up
Yea I can get high, I can get high
Like I could never come down
Call it a curse
Or just call me blessed
If you can’t handle my worst
You ain’t getting my best
Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt felt felt felt?
Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt felt felt felt
Take me or leave me
I’ll never be perfect
Believe me I’m worth it
So take me or leave me
(So take me or leave me)
So take me or leave me
(So take me or leave me)
Call it a curse or just call
Me blessed if you can't handle
My worst you ain't getting my best
Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt, felt
Felt, felt? Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt,
Felt, felt, felt
Is this how Marilyn Monroe
Felt, felt, felt, felt must be how
Marilyn Monroe felt, felt, felt, felt?
Young Forever lyrics - Nicki Minaj
I used to think that we’d run away
One lovely, pretty summer day
I remember when you would say
We'd be OK, come with me
I never knew you would lie to me
Take everything from inside of me
Your silhouette in the doorway
But before you walk away
Don't say goodbye, look in my eyes
So that I always will remember
Frozen in time, always be mine
Baby boy you’ll be young forever
I’ll be over here, you’ll be over there
I’ma shed a tear but I really don’t care
Frozen in time, always be mine
Baby boy you’ll be young forever
I used to think that we’d reunite
I’d be your wife, in the real life
I thought that you’d come back for me
And you would take me away
I never knew only as a teen
You’d reappear, only in my dream
Your silhouette in the doorway
But before you walk away
Don't say goodbye, look in my eyes
So that I always will remember
Frozen in time, always be mine
Baby boy you’ll be young forever
I’ll be over here, you’ll be over there
I’ma shed a tear but I really don’t care
Frozen in time, always be mine
Baby boy you’ll be young forever
This is my last cry
Is this the only way?
This is my own prison
I’m frozen in time, in time, in time
Don’t say goodbye, look in my eyes
So that I always will remember
Frozen in time, always be mine
Baby boy you’ll be young forever
I’ll be over here, you’ll be over there
I’ma shed a tear but I really don’t care
Frozen in time, always be mine
Baby boy you’ll be young forever
You’ll always be mine, frozen in time
Young forever (young forever)
One lovely, pretty summer day
I remember when you would say
We'd be OK, come with me
I never knew you would lie to me
Take everything from inside of me
Your silhouette in the doorway
But before you walk away
Don't say goodbye, look in my eyes
So that I always will remember
Frozen in time, always be mine
Baby boy you’ll be young forever
I’ll be over here, you’ll be over there
I’ma shed a tear but I really don’t care
Frozen in time, always be mine
Baby boy you’ll be young forever
I used to think that we’d reunite
I’d be your wife, in the real life
I thought that you’d come back for me
And you would take me away
I never knew only as a teen
You’d reappear, only in my dream
Your silhouette in the doorway
But before you walk away
Don't say goodbye, look in my eyes
So that I always will remember
Frozen in time, always be mine
Baby boy you’ll be young forever
I’ll be over here, you’ll be over there
I’ma shed a tear but I really don’t care
Frozen in time, always be mine
Baby boy you’ll be young forever
This is my last cry
Is this the only way?
This is my own prison
I’m frozen in time, in time, in time
Don’t say goodbye, look in my eyes
So that I always will remember
Frozen in time, always be mine
Baby boy you’ll be young forever
I’ll be over here, you’ll be over there
I’ma shed a tear but I really don’t care
Frozen in time, always be mine
Baby boy you’ll be young forever
You’ll always be mine, frozen in time
Young forever (young forever)
Fire Burns lyrics - Nicki Minaj
You shoulda left, the other day
You let me beg, for you to stay
This is a sickening joke that you play with my emotions
And so I pray you burn in hell and you never find the ocean
I hope your fire, fire burns baby
I hope your fire, fire burns baby
I hope you lay down in your sleep and you choke on every lie you told
And when you're reaching out for me you'll see you reap everything you sow
You piece of shit, you broke me down
Thought you said you, would hold me down
But I can see it in your eyes that your blinded by the flashing lights
And you's a stupid muthafucker for letting this thing pass you by
I hope your fire, fire burns baby
I hope your fire, fire burns baby
I hope you lay down in your sleep and you choke on every lie you told
And when you're reaching out for me you'll see you reap everything you sow
You let me beg, for you to stay
This is a sickening joke that you play with my emotions
And so I pray you burn in hell and you never find the ocean
I hope your fire, fire burns baby
I hope your fire, fire burns baby
I hope you lay down in your sleep and you choke on every lie you told
And when you're reaching out for me you'll see you reap everything you sow
You piece of shit, you broke me down
Thought you said you, would hold me down
But I can see it in your eyes that your blinded by the flashing lights
And you's a stupid muthafucker for letting this thing pass you by
I hope your fire, fire burns baby
I hope your fire, fire burns baby
I hope you lay down in your sleep and you choke on every lie you told
And when you're reaching out for me you'll see you reap everything you sow
Gun Shot lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Beenie Man)
[Nicki Minaj]
Mi man, mi say
Nuff gyal a road a chase you lately
Mi know, the truth
But that don't bother me
So tell dem gyal dem, oooh
And tell ya friend dem, oooh
[Chorus 1: Nicki Minaj]
My gun a go gun shot, in a dem blood claat
Anywhere dem which part, any way dem go
So tell dem gyal deh Yoooo, tell dem gyal say YOLO
My gun a go shot, in a dem blood claat
Anywhere dem which part, any way dem go
So tell dem gyal dem yooo, mek dem gyal dem know
[Nick Minaj]
Mi man, he say
I'm crazy over you ba-bayy
No matter what
They can't get in between us
So tell dem gyal dem, oooh
And tell ya friend dem, oooh
[Chorus 1]
[Beenie Man]
Zagga! I am de girls dem sugar
Sometimes mi girlfriend wonder, hehehehe
Lemme tell you somethin
Beenie Man, zagga dem!
I'm a G (na na na na)
The girls them provide the lock for my key
You alone, me ah pree
You fulfill all my desires for me
So go go tell a gyal, oooh
And her friend dem, ooohhh
[Chorus 2: Beenie Man]
I love it when you're on top
worst when you go backshot
None ah dem nah have that
Some of dem running we a go tell dem gal yoolo
We a go tell dem gal yoolo
'cause I love it when you're on top
worst when you go backshot
None ah dem nah have that
Some of dem running we a go tell dem gal yoolo
We a go tell dem gal yoolo
[Beenie Man]
Hey hey, hey pretty Nicki! Meet Admiral Dickie
Friend dem a tell mi say you have the sticky sticky
Gyal how yuh hot, and yuh sexy and pretty
Me, yuh cherry mi want picky
But it's not every girl in my life I've introduced to my momma
But you are the girl I man choose to give honor
So when some careless gyal a come with them silly drama
Tell dem pause like a sentence, mi using the comma
Mek we visit Marc Jacobs and call the weddin planner
For a romantic settin in the middle of di savanna
Cause love is in di air and ah wave like a banner
Now the heart inna mi chest is like a hammer!!
[Chorus 2]
Mi man, mi say
Nuff gyal a road a chase you lately
Mi know, the truth
But that don't bother me
So tell dem gyal dem, oooh
And tell ya friend dem, oooh
[Chorus 1: Nicki Minaj]
My gun a go gun shot, in a dem blood claat
Anywhere dem which part, any way dem go
So tell dem gyal deh Yoooo, tell dem gyal say YOLO
My gun a go shot, in a dem blood claat
Anywhere dem which part, any way dem go
So tell dem gyal dem yooo, mek dem gyal dem know
[Nick Minaj]
Mi man, he say
I'm crazy over you ba-bayy
No matter what
They can't get in between us
So tell dem gyal dem, oooh
And tell ya friend dem, oooh
[Chorus 1]
[Beenie Man]
Zagga! I am de girls dem sugar
Sometimes mi girlfriend wonder, hehehehe
Lemme tell you somethin
Beenie Man, zagga dem!
I'm a G (na na na na)
The girls them provide the lock for my key
You alone, me ah pree
You fulfill all my desires for me
So go go tell a gyal, oooh
And her friend dem, ooohhh
[Chorus 2: Beenie Man]
I love it when you're on top
worst when you go backshot
None ah dem nah have that
Some of dem running we a go tell dem gal yoolo
We a go tell dem gal yoolo
'cause I love it when you're on top
worst when you go backshot
None ah dem nah have that
Some of dem running we a go tell dem gal yoolo
We a go tell dem gal yoolo
[Beenie Man]
Hey hey, hey pretty Nicki! Meet Admiral Dickie
Friend dem a tell mi say you have the sticky sticky
Gyal how yuh hot, and yuh sexy and pretty
Me, yuh cherry mi want picky
But it's not every girl in my life I've introduced to my momma
But you are the girl I man choose to give honor
So when some careless gyal a come with them silly drama
Tell dem pause like a sentence, mi using the comma
Mek we visit Marc Jacobs and call the weddin planner
For a romantic settin in the middle of di savanna
Cause love is in di air and ah wave like a banner
Now the heart inna mi chest is like a hammer!!
[Chorus 2]
Stupid Hoe lyrics - Nicki Minaj
I get it cracking like a bad back.
Bitch talkin she the queen, when she looking like a lab rat
I'm Angelina, you Jennifer
Come on bitch, you see where Brad at
Ice my wrists and I piss on bitches
You can suck my diznik if you take this jizzes
You don't like them disses, give my ass some kisses
Yeah they know what this is, givin this the business
Cause I pull up and I'm stuntin' but I ain't a stuntman
Yes I'm rockin' Jordans but I ain't a jumpman
Bitches play the back cause they know I'm the front man
Put me on the dollar cause I'm who they trust in
Ayo SB, what's the fucks good?
We ship platinum, them bitches are shipping wood
Them nappy headed hoes but my kitchen good
I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish
A bitch would
[Hook:]
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe [x3]
You a stupid hoe, (yeah) you a, you a stupid hoe
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe (stupid, stupid)
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe (you stupid, stupid)
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe (you stupid, stupid)
You a stupid hoe, (yeah) you a, you a stupid hoe (you stupid, stupid)
Look bubbles go back to your habitat
MJ gone and I ain't having that
How you gon' be the stunt double to the nigga monkey
Top of that I'm in the Phantom looking hella chonky
Ice my wrists and I piss on bitches
You can suck my diznik if you take this jizzes
You don't like them disses, give my ass some kisses
Yeah they know what this is, givin this the business
Cause I pull up in that Porsche but it ain't De Rossi
Pretty bitches only can get in my posse
Yes, My name is Roman, last name is Zolanski
But no relation to Roman Polanski
Hey yo, baby bop, fuck you and your EP
Who's gassin' this hoe? BP?
Hmm thinks, 1, 2, 3, to the Nicki Minaj blink
Cause these hoes so busted
Hoes is so crusty, these bitches is my sons
And I don't want custody
Hoes so busted
Hoes is so crusty, these bitches is my sons
And I don't want custody
[Hook:]
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe [x3]
You a stupid hoe, (yeah) you a, you a stupid hoe
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe (stupid, stupid)
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe (you stupid, stupid)
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe (you stupid, stupid)
You a stupid hoe, (yeah) you a, you a stupid hoe (you stupid, stupid)
If you cute then the crew can roll
If you sexy eat my cooca raw
Put ya cape on, you a super hoe
2012, I'm at the superbowl
Stupid hoes is my enemy
Stupid hoes is so whack
Stupid hoe shoulda befriended me
Then she coulda probably came back
Stupid hoes is my enemy
Stupid hoes is so whack
Stupid hoe shoulda befriended me
Then she coulda probably came back
You're a stupid hoe
You're a stupid hoe
You're a stupid hoe
And I ain't hit that note,
But, fuck you stupid hoe
Yeah, fuck you stupid hoe
I said fuck a stupid hoe,
Yeah, fuck a stupid hoe
I said fuck a stupid hoe,
Yeah, fuck a stupid hoe
I said fuck a stupid hoe
Yeah, fuck a stupid hoe
I am the female Weezy...
Bitch talkin she the queen, when she looking like a lab rat
I'm Angelina, you Jennifer
Come on bitch, you see where Brad at
Ice my wrists and I piss on bitches
You can suck my diznik if you take this jizzes
You don't like them disses, give my ass some kisses
Yeah they know what this is, givin this the business
Cause I pull up and I'm stuntin' but I ain't a stuntman
Yes I'm rockin' Jordans but I ain't a jumpman
Bitches play the back cause they know I'm the front man
Put me on the dollar cause I'm who they trust in
Ayo SB, what's the fucks good?
We ship platinum, them bitches are shipping wood
Them nappy headed hoes but my kitchen good
I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish
A bitch would
[Hook:]
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe [x3]
You a stupid hoe, (yeah) you a, you a stupid hoe
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe (stupid, stupid)
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe (you stupid, stupid)
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe (you stupid, stupid)
You a stupid hoe, (yeah) you a, you a stupid hoe (you stupid, stupid)
Look bubbles go back to your habitat
MJ gone and I ain't having that
How you gon' be the stunt double to the nigga monkey
Top of that I'm in the Phantom looking hella chonky
Ice my wrists and I piss on bitches
You can suck my diznik if you take this jizzes
You don't like them disses, give my ass some kisses
Yeah they know what this is, givin this the business
Cause I pull up in that Porsche but it ain't De Rossi
Pretty bitches only can get in my posse
Yes, My name is Roman, last name is Zolanski
But no relation to Roman Polanski
Hey yo, baby bop, fuck you and your EP
Who's gassin' this hoe? BP?
Hmm thinks, 1, 2, 3, to the Nicki Minaj blink
Cause these hoes so busted
Hoes is so crusty, these bitches is my sons
And I don't want custody
Hoes so busted
Hoes is so crusty, these bitches is my sons
And I don't want custody
[Hook:]
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe [x3]
You a stupid hoe, (yeah) you a, you a stupid hoe
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe (stupid, stupid)
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe (you stupid, stupid)
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe (you stupid, stupid)
You a stupid hoe, (yeah) you a, you a stupid hoe (you stupid, stupid)
If you cute then the crew can roll
If you sexy eat my cooca raw
Put ya cape on, you a super hoe
2012, I'm at the superbowl
Stupid hoes is my enemy
Stupid hoes is so whack
Stupid hoe shoulda befriended me
Then she coulda probably came back
Stupid hoes is my enemy
Stupid hoes is so whack
Stupid hoe shoulda befriended me
Then she coulda probably came back
You're a stupid hoe
You're a stupid hoe
You're a stupid hoe
And I ain't hit that note,
But, fuck you stupid hoe
Yeah, fuck you stupid hoe
I said fuck a stupid hoe,
Yeah, fuck a stupid hoe
I said fuck a stupid hoe,
Yeah, fuck a stupid hoe
I said fuck a stupid hoe
Yeah, fuck a stupid hoe
I am the female Weezy...
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