[Lil Wayne]
Hello world
Young Mulla baby!!!
[Nicki Minaj]
Murder dem Murder dem aust one word body a third of them'
Kick kick game can't injure Nicki, that's why they nick nick named me Ninja Nicki,
I'm such a yes, and your a no no,
Live with a dragon, and wear a Kimono,
I'm from the Philliphines, badder than Billy Jean,
Is that why I get more head than a gulliten?
Lookin dumb truck, cause you bumbs suck,
Where da arm, where the fXXk is my nun-Chucks,
I'm in Tokyo with the CokekeyO, somebody sleepin in my bed like Nokio,
I'm gettin illa then, poppin a pill again,
I'm on the Island, and I'm lookin for Gillgan,
And where my timberland, O God I'm trembling,
Can't find my keys, but I know I hear'em jingiling,
Your such a Marilyn, Monroe Manson,
I got some heroin, wanna go dancing?,
You at the door? ok
I'm bout to come now
Gettin numb now
Don't let me come down
Sniffin on sum good blow
It's like I'm sniffin on a temple
And I can't come down now
Cause I'm a higher then, higher then, higher then a kite
[Lil Wayne]
YEAH I do wat I does
I come through this bxxxh wrist blue in cause
I'm so five star suwop to the bloods
And before I had a mirrow I knew who I was
I know where I'm goin I knew where I was
Datt datt dirty dirty south see my shoes from the mud
Who can youu trust? Who can you love?
When love kills like they gave cupid a gun
It go (BLAOW)
Like u shooting for fun and sometimes the solution is execution for some,
Besides, you don't want that intrusion at one AM in the conclusion is that you loosing the sun
Don't induceing my funds, I smoke the fruitiest I mean the stupidest buzz blunts I get stupid as duh
I swear my dubbies Is uhh fat and just like it you can't get lit
Sxxt don't stink when you shitting in a bank
Let a man run an errand I'm a hit him like aye
Look him in the eye and a nxxxa might blink
Aim at his head and I nxxxa might think (listen)
[Nicki Minaj]
Sniffin on sum good blow
It's like I'm sniffin on a temple
And I can't come down now
Cause I'm a higher, than higher than, higher than a kite
[Lil Wayne]
Young Mulla Baby
Yo its the president man and the mistress
Ms. Nicki Minaj A.K.A Nicki Luinsky
And I am the president
Shut your mouth
Grindin lyrics - Nicki Minaj
[Talking:]
Ok, ok, ok... chea, come on, come on, uhuh, listen
[Verse 1:]
Ye' ain't sayin nothin lil mama I got those and I'm bout to bl- blow like snot nose,
(wha) oh no, no homo this is for my niggas, my niggas that don't kno please tell these rap
Bitches to get ready don't get gased unless your gettin getty, don't get jerk. your jerk
Don't get nutty fix up your paper work your sumbody. but you ain't better than the president
I'm just to eliquent. bitch I'm tha president. I be sittin on a elephant coutin all my money
Where stella went... and I don't need my groove back unless tha nigga lookin like 2-pac
Unless he got colors like tu-can... sam, sam I am. diffrent color lambs green eggs and ham
Bet I can bake a gram like the bakers man. stop runnin up on me like who? what? when
I stay around the white ike the klu klux klan. I stay around the sand butter peacan tan
(look) butter peacan tan. I stay around the sand butter peacan tan nigga,
[Talkin':]
Damn, look I'm a bad bitch, I'm a give ya'll a couple more bars. it's nothin listen
I was shotgun when the bentley cruised up. I'm a bad bitch I jus throw my shoes up
I don't say hi I jus throw my 2's up.when I'm in texas I chuck my deuce up. bitches is snake
Sorta like meduca. fly kid on the beats like a new producer (I hate Nicki Minaj) just excuse
Her I'm in a GT she in a PT cruiser. I'm in the PT Bruiser, dang lil mama you is such a loser,
Ok you is such a loser, dang lil mama you is such a loser
[Talkin':]
I mean if I'm not the the badest bitch then who the fuck is I mean... you kno wen I
Do it's done get who you want like I'm a bodie every last bitch in the game, I'm a sit on tha throne
And these bitches gunna have 2 be pickin my fruit out like. I want sum I'll like sum fresh strawberries
And shit tell dem bitches to get ready 2 pick my fruit out... I'm a be sittin on tha throne like Micheal
Jackson and Eddie Murphy it's nothin... ye yeh digg [laughs]
Ok, ok, ok... chea, come on, come on, uhuh, listen
[Verse 1:]
Ye' ain't sayin nothin lil mama I got those and I'm bout to bl- blow like snot nose,
(wha) oh no, no homo this is for my niggas, my niggas that don't kno please tell these rap
Bitches to get ready don't get gased unless your gettin getty, don't get jerk. your jerk
Don't get nutty fix up your paper work your sumbody. but you ain't better than the president
I'm just to eliquent. bitch I'm tha president. I be sittin on a elephant coutin all my money
Where stella went... and I don't need my groove back unless tha nigga lookin like 2-pac
Unless he got colors like tu-can... sam, sam I am. diffrent color lambs green eggs and ham
Bet I can bake a gram like the bakers man. stop runnin up on me like who? what? when
I stay around the white ike the klu klux klan. I stay around the sand butter peacan tan
(look) butter peacan tan. I stay around the sand butter peacan tan nigga,
[Talkin':]
Damn, look I'm a bad bitch, I'm a give ya'll a couple more bars. it's nothin listen
I was shotgun when the bentley cruised up. I'm a bad bitch I jus throw my shoes up
I don't say hi I jus throw my 2's up.when I'm in texas I chuck my deuce up. bitches is snake
Sorta like meduca. fly kid on the beats like a new producer (I hate Nicki Minaj) just excuse
Her I'm in a GT she in a PT cruiser. I'm in the PT Bruiser, dang lil mama you is such a loser,
Ok you is such a loser, dang lil mama you is such a loser
[Talkin':]
I mean if I'm not the the badest bitch then who the fuck is I mean... you kno wen I
Do it's done get who you want like I'm a bodie every last bitch in the game, I'm a sit on tha throne
And these bitches gunna have 2 be pickin my fruit out like. I want sum I'll like sum fresh strawberries
And shit tell dem bitches to get ready 2 pick my fruit out... I'm a be sittin on tha throne like Micheal
Jackson and Eddie Murphy it's nothin... ye yeh digg [laughs]
Curious George lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Yo why dese bitches in the game gettin serious for I was just playin wen I said you
Looked like curious george I mean I was in da SL ice on da bez-el I ain't mad at you
Lil mama you a sketel I'm a winna you dat think dat start with a es L rhyme with a cruzer
End with a r-ra yup your a loser I am a super star-a f.a.b.o I do it like tacara (f.a.b.o) cause
Ya sum dylon hoes try to fuck up ma band I fucks with nylon hoes I got da pumps an
Da bumps da pumps in da trunks incase I gotta spaz an blast you mudda cunts (blaaa)
I had 2 laugh at dat 1 bitch get outta line I'm a slap da fat one (ooh) I'm such a maniac
Where wayne at I'm tryna get sum brianiac (ooh) I gets down like wen niggs is shootin
Mami I style wild like wen niggas is lootin hoes is mad cause hoes is loosin dey do alot
Of walkin I do alot of cruzin put da top in da back of da trunk take off ma shoe slap
A bitch with da back of da pump I ain't neva had a problem givin bitches da business
Pop bitches in da eye like a finish ma spinach all ma newyork broads spend chips in
Da village hopped out da yellow cab oops da yellow jaguar girls don't like me guess
It's da swagger don't talk 2 me bout chicks got skills shes alrite but shes not real listen
Big homey I'm dat deal I say I body bitches means dat bitch got killed ridin da base
Line like I'm quil o'neal now how many bitches do it take 2 knock me down you no
Bitches gone hate but I don't giva fuck who you bodied on tape I'm in to movin weight
Mami in an out of state let's get it now how many bitches do it take 2 knock me down you no
Bitches gone hate but I don't giva fuck who you bodied on tape I'm in to movin weight
Mami in an out of state let's get it now
Looked like curious george I mean I was in da SL ice on da bez-el I ain't mad at you
Lil mama you a sketel I'm a winna you dat think dat start with a es L rhyme with a cruzer
End with a r-ra yup your a loser I am a super star-a f.a.b.o I do it like tacara (f.a.b.o) cause
Ya sum dylon hoes try to fuck up ma band I fucks with nylon hoes I got da pumps an
Da bumps da pumps in da trunks incase I gotta spaz an blast you mudda cunts (blaaa)
I had 2 laugh at dat 1 bitch get outta line I'm a slap da fat one (ooh) I'm such a maniac
Where wayne at I'm tryna get sum brianiac (ooh) I gets down like wen niggs is shootin
Mami I style wild like wen niggas is lootin hoes is mad cause hoes is loosin dey do alot
Of walkin I do alot of cruzin put da top in da back of da trunk take off ma shoe slap
A bitch with da back of da pump I ain't neva had a problem givin bitches da business
Pop bitches in da eye like a finish ma spinach all ma newyork broads spend chips in
Da village hopped out da yellow cab oops da yellow jaguar girls don't like me guess
It's da swagger don't talk 2 me bout chicks got skills shes alrite but shes not real listen
Big homey I'm dat deal I say I body bitches means dat bitch got killed ridin da base
Line like I'm quil o'neal now how many bitches do it take 2 knock me down you no
Bitches gone hate but I don't giva fuck who you bodied on tape I'm in to movin weight
Mami in an out of state let's get it now how many bitches do it take 2 knock me down you no
Bitches gone hate but I don't giva fuck who you bodied on tape I'm in to movin weight
Mami in an out of state let's get it now
Baddest Bitch lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Uh-huh...
[Verse 1:]
Now every club promoter wanna bid like auction
Cause we pack show Cel-tics like Boston
You see me in the lobby taking pics I'm flossin
After every pic gotta fix my corset
I am running this shit I am so exhausted
Batter up bitches but approach with caution
You be talking slick and honestly I can see why
You don't know me and I ain't talking bout TI
Just when they thought I was done for the winter I
Came out stunting I'm such a big spender I
Two of everything but no I'm not a Gemini
My life's a movie, take me to the cinema
Take me out to the ball game, cause you know I only fuck with ballers (yep!)
Them is my type of niggas, shot-callers
I been around the world I'm such a bad, bad girl
I got the Austin Power flow I'm groovy bitches
And no you're no match for my oozie bitches
I dumb my raps down so I don't lose these bitches
Say some sex shit like wetter than jacuzzi bitches
[Chorus:]
Been around the world, I still can't find
Another girl that can steal my shine.
I've had my highs, I've had my lows
But you can't tell me that I am not the baddest bitch.
I'm the baddest bitch
The mistress I'm the baddest bitch.
I'm the baddest bitch
Trick-trick-trick please I'm the baddest bitch.
[Verse 2:]
[laughing]
Half a bar just to laugh at em
High school if he ball throw my math at em
And if he want some pussy that's a no-no
I only fuck with bad bitches no homo
Flow sicker than LL
Chinese and them things go pow-pow
Word to me all them girls better bow down
Nicki Minaj I'm the talk of the town now.
[Chorus]
Baddest, the baddest, my pussy's the phattest I'm bad.
Bad.
Bad, bad.
[Verse 1:]
Now every club promoter wanna bid like auction
Cause we pack show Cel-tics like Boston
You see me in the lobby taking pics I'm flossin
After every pic gotta fix my corset
I am running this shit I am so exhausted
Batter up bitches but approach with caution
You be talking slick and honestly I can see why
You don't know me and I ain't talking bout TI
Just when they thought I was done for the winter I
Came out stunting I'm such a big spender I
Two of everything but no I'm not a Gemini
My life's a movie, take me to the cinema
Take me out to the ball game, cause you know I only fuck with ballers (yep!)
Them is my type of niggas, shot-callers
I been around the world I'm such a bad, bad girl
I got the Austin Power flow I'm groovy bitches
And no you're no match for my oozie bitches
I dumb my raps down so I don't lose these bitches
Say some sex shit like wetter than jacuzzi bitches
[Chorus:]
Been around the world, I still can't find
Another girl that can steal my shine.
I've had my highs, I've had my lows
But you can't tell me that I am not the baddest bitch.
I'm the baddest bitch
The mistress I'm the baddest bitch.
I'm the baddest bitch
Trick-trick-trick please I'm the baddest bitch.
[Verse 2:]
[laughing]
Half a bar just to laugh at em
High school if he ball throw my math at em
And if he want some pussy that's a no-no
I only fuck with bad bitches no homo
Flow sicker than LL
Chinese and them things go pow-pow
Word to me all them girls better bow down
Nicki Minaj I'm the talk of the town now.
[Chorus]
Baddest, the baddest, my pussy's the phattest I'm bad.
Bad.
Bad, bad.
Doin It Well lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Jadakiss)
[Talkin: Jadakiss]
Ay yo yo yo Ay yo WHAT!
Muthafucka you know who it is, ya mean, you boi the muthafuckin everything
I'm everything, (HaHaHaaa) But we neither here nor there this is for ma muthafuckin beotchh
Nicki Minaj, Sucka Free, I love you baby, You know I'm lookin for you, you be dodging
Me, ya mean, you be in miami layin songs and all dat, But umm it's all good, ya'll
Niggas make sure ya'll ch-check this shit out right here, Sucka Free, Nicki Minaj, Spittin that
Shit for ya'll niggas and bitches, Ya dig, stop hidding from me to,
Sucka Free MuthaFucka WHAT!
[Talkin: Nicki Minaj]
Remixxxx
Ay yo Kiss look I mean you know m-my aka sit on ya favorite rapper face and shit you know like I mean you know
The question today is Who's my favorite rapper like everybody wanna know, ya mean
(Hahaha) Guess What? Your My Favorite Rapper.
[Verse:]
I'm a spit on it then I'm gonna sit on it You can fuck my girls to Daddy I'm a kindone it,
I'm a put my lips on ya lips, who's better, nigga you can ask Micheal Jack. who's badder,
You can lick it from the front you can lick it from the back, when I jiggle my ass you can do your lil' laugh,
(hahaha) You so funny Kiss, I wanted to fuck you since, you worked with that yummie bitch,
Anyway I got a tight lil' honey dip, that's why these niggas git tight when honey dip,
Niggas know my pussy taste like mango-tango, so they put a couple karats in my ankle bangle,
When my legs go back you can hear them jangle, wish ya pocket can't stop like a can of pringles,
Let me, grab the mic while I spit ya song (slurp slurp) uh six seconds Jadakiss your on,
Uh Uh On Uh Uh On Uh Uh Uh Uh Onnnnnnn!
[Chorus:]
Doin it and doin it and doin it well
I represent Queens, he was raised down in Yonkers
Doin it and doin it and doin it well [x3]
I represent Queens, he was raised down in Yonkers
Ay yo yo yo Ay yo WHAT!
Muthafucka you know who it is, ya mean, you boi the muthafuckin everything
I'm everything, (HaHaHaaa) But we neither here nor there this is for ma muthafuckin beotchh
Nicki Minaj, Sucka Free, I love you baby, You know I'm lookin for you, you be dodging
Me, ya mean, you be in miami layin songs and all dat, But umm it's all good, ya'll
Niggas make sure ya'll ch-check this shit out right here, Sucka Free, Nicki Minaj, Spittin that
Shit for ya'll niggas and bitches, Ya dig, stop hidding from me to,
Sucka Free MuthaFucka WHAT!
[Talkin: Nicki Minaj]
Remixxxx
Ay yo Kiss look I mean you know m-my aka sit on ya favorite rapper face and shit you know like I mean you know
The question today is Who's my favorite rapper like everybody wanna know, ya mean
(Hahaha) Guess What? Your My Favorite Rapper.
[Verse:]
I'm a spit on it then I'm gonna sit on it You can fuck my girls to Daddy I'm a kindone it,
I'm a put my lips on ya lips, who's better, nigga you can ask Micheal Jack. who's badder,
You can lick it from the front you can lick it from the back, when I jiggle my ass you can do your lil' laugh,
(hahaha) You so funny Kiss, I wanted to fuck you since, you worked with that yummie bitch,
Anyway I got a tight lil' honey dip, that's why these niggas git tight when honey dip,
Niggas know my pussy taste like mango-tango, so they put a couple karats in my ankle bangle,
When my legs go back you can hear them jangle, wish ya pocket can't stop like a can of pringles,
Let me, grab the mic while I spit ya song (slurp slurp) uh six seconds Jadakiss your on,
Uh Uh On Uh Uh On Uh Uh Uh Uh Onnnnnnn!
[Chorus:]
Doin it and doin it and doin it well
I represent Queens, he was raised down in Yonkers
Doin it and doin it and doin it well [x3]
I represent Queens, he was raised down in Yonkers
Cuchi Shop lyrics - Nicki Minaj
[Talking:]
Welcome to Star Box
Yeah shawty I'm tryna get me some thick thighs and some chinky eyes.
I need a real good box
Oh ok
A real good box.
Okay, aye yo Nick!
Yo?
Yeah shawty out here want umm a #3
Oh, alright tell him to come around to my window, I got him it's nuffin.
Oh alright.
And yo you know the slogan right?
Yeah, I know how it go
Pussy by any means.
[Chorus:]
First I take they order at the Cuchi Shop
Then I send 'em a girl that can make her coochie pop
And then I smuggle all my money through the ? spot
(Up in the Phantom, have you wishing you had 'em, I'm the madam.)
And there ain't no returns at the Cuchi Shop
We don't wanna hear it burns at the Cuchi Shop
Just listen and you'll learn at the Cuchi Shop.
(Up in the Phantom, have you wishing you had 'em, I'm the madam.)
[Verse 1:]
What you need thick thighs and some chinky eyes?
Super size all your sides like your biggie fries.
For a better prize you can get some better pie
Strawberry, apple, cherry even lemon lime.
What you want them B cups or them C cups?
For your ice cream, chocolate or butter P cups?
French vanilla threesomes that come in D cups
They eat each other but otherwise they don't eat much.
I'm bout that fast money, money ain't got no patience.
But if them boys come run like you on probation
Listen up, I'm a send ya to the location
Write it down, take a picture, make a notation.
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Relax lil nigga cut the bull (cut it out)
We tax niggas no deductible (get it out)
So what it is? What it ain't? Nigga state ya name.
You know we got them umbrellas if ya make it rain.
So what you want them good girls or them bad ones?
I got them girls make ya wish ya never had none.
Cause you'll be spending beaucoup in my spot shawty.
This nigga acting brand new like he just bout it.
Up and away like Mighty Mouse
You can say I am the rap game Heidi Fleiss
Cause my flow crazy, Hussein like Sadam
You getting it? I got 'em, I'm the rap bitch madam,
I'm the madam!
[Chorus]
Welcome to Star Box
Yeah shawty I'm tryna get me some thick thighs and some chinky eyes.
I need a real good box
Oh ok
A real good box.
Okay, aye yo Nick!
Yo?
Yeah shawty out here want umm a #3
Oh, alright tell him to come around to my window, I got him it's nuffin.
Oh alright.
And yo you know the slogan right?
Yeah, I know how it go
Pussy by any means.
[Chorus:]
First I take they order at the Cuchi Shop
Then I send 'em a girl that can make her coochie pop
And then I smuggle all my money through the ? spot
(Up in the Phantom, have you wishing you had 'em, I'm the madam.)
And there ain't no returns at the Cuchi Shop
We don't wanna hear it burns at the Cuchi Shop
Just listen and you'll learn at the Cuchi Shop.
(Up in the Phantom, have you wishing you had 'em, I'm the madam.)
[Verse 1:]
What you need thick thighs and some chinky eyes?
Super size all your sides like your biggie fries.
For a better prize you can get some better pie
Strawberry, apple, cherry even lemon lime.
What you want them B cups or them C cups?
For your ice cream, chocolate or butter P cups?
French vanilla threesomes that come in D cups
They eat each other but otherwise they don't eat much.
I'm bout that fast money, money ain't got no patience.
But if them boys come run like you on probation
Listen up, I'm a send ya to the location
Write it down, take a picture, make a notation.
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Relax lil nigga cut the bull (cut it out)
We tax niggas no deductible (get it out)
So what it is? What it ain't? Nigga state ya name.
You know we got them umbrellas if ya make it rain.
So what you want them good girls or them bad ones?
I got them girls make ya wish ya never had none.
Cause you'll be spending beaucoup in my spot shawty.
This nigga acting brand new like he just bout it.
Up and away like Mighty Mouse
You can say I am the rap game Heidi Fleiss
Cause my flow crazy, Hussein like Sadam
You getting it? I got 'em, I'm the rap bitch madam,
I'm the madam!
[Chorus]
Sweetest Girl lyrics - Nicki Minaj
[Intro:]
[Niia]
ah ah ah ah
[Wyclef Jean (Lil Wayne)]
Some live for the bill
Some kill for the bill
She whine for the bill
Grind for the bill
(and she used to be the sweetest girl)
Some steal for the bill, if they got to pay they bill
(and she used to be the sweetest girl)
Tonight Wyclef, Akon, Weezy on the bill
[Verse 1: (Wyclef Jean)]
High school she was that girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she's a 10)
High school she was
That girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she's a 10)
Never thought that she would come and work for the president
Mr. George Washington (where my money at?)
She thought he'd call (where my money at?)
She had a good day, bad day, sunny day, rainy day
All he wanna know is is (where my money at?)
Closed legs don't get fed, go out there and make my bread
All he wanna know is (where my money at?)
She ended up in a road car, bruised up, scarred hard
All he wanna know is (where my money at?)
She thought he'd call (where my money at?)
[Chorus: Akon (x2)]
See I'mma tell you like you told me
Cash rules everything around me
Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all)
Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all)
[Bridge: (Wyclef Jean)]
Money, money-money-money
Money, money-money-money
It drives the world crazy
[Niia] She used to be
[Weezy] She used to be the sweetest girl
[Nicki Minaj]
but when a good girl gone she gone forever
and you cant make it rain without the stormy wheather
and its funny when it rains, when it rains it pours
would've never happened if I would've stayed in doors
would've never happened if I never traded in my textbooks
cause now I'm hot but the credits say I'm just looks
they say I'm too sexy, they say I'm selling out
cuz when I cum out niggas get their umbrellas out
I take the l cuz I don't wont to see my brother loose
been through it all but i can never fill my mothers shoes
and I don't want a hand out
I just want my ad lipes to get paned out
and I just wanna tell the girl that could feel me
that I just play the card a nigga deal me
see everything I been through could've killed me
that's why there really nothing you could tell me
you see I live for the bill, I die for the bill
but I make sure I read the bi to the bill
and everytime I write I'm persise in my skill.
its more out of life then just ice in your grill
you wanna fuck me blame me
fuck you pay me
this is what you made me (where my money at)
say you want to drape me turn around and rape me
nawl you ain't mistake me (where my money at)
[Hook - Nicki]
where my girls at,
where my girls at
if they be fronting
then tell them yo where my money at
where my money at
where my-where my money at
whe-whe-whe-whe-where my money at
where my girls at (hey)
where my girls at (yea)
if they be fronting
then tell them yo where my money at (where my money)
where my money at
where my-where my money at
whe-whe-whe-whe-where my money at
[Niia]
ah ah ah ah
[Wyclef Jean (Lil Wayne)]
Some live for the bill
Some kill for the bill
She whine for the bill
Grind for the bill
(and she used to be the sweetest girl)
Some steal for the bill, if they got to pay they bill
(and she used to be the sweetest girl)
Tonight Wyclef, Akon, Weezy on the bill
[Verse 1: (Wyclef Jean)]
High school she was that girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she's a 10)
High school she was
That girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she's a 10)
Never thought that she would come and work for the president
Mr. George Washington (where my money at?)
She thought he'd call (where my money at?)
She had a good day, bad day, sunny day, rainy day
All he wanna know is is (where my money at?)
Closed legs don't get fed, go out there and make my bread
All he wanna know is (where my money at?)
She ended up in a road car, bruised up, scarred hard
All he wanna know is (where my money at?)
She thought he'd call (where my money at?)
[Chorus: Akon (x2)]
See I'mma tell you like you told me
Cash rules everything around me
Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all)
Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all)
[Bridge: (Wyclef Jean)]
Money, money-money-money
Money, money-money-money
It drives the world crazy
[Niia] She used to be
[Weezy] She used to be the sweetest girl
[Nicki Minaj]
but when a good girl gone she gone forever
and you cant make it rain without the stormy wheather
and its funny when it rains, when it rains it pours
would've never happened if I would've stayed in doors
would've never happened if I never traded in my textbooks
cause now I'm hot but the credits say I'm just looks
they say I'm too sexy, they say I'm selling out
cuz when I cum out niggas get their umbrellas out
I take the l cuz I don't wont to see my brother loose
been through it all but i can never fill my mothers shoes
and I don't want a hand out
I just want my ad lipes to get paned out
and I just wanna tell the girl that could feel me
that I just play the card a nigga deal me
see everything I been through could've killed me
that's why there really nothing you could tell me
you see I live for the bill, I die for the bill
but I make sure I read the bi to the bill
and everytime I write I'm persise in my skill.
its more out of life then just ice in your grill
you wanna fuck me blame me
fuck you pay me
this is what you made me (where my money at)
say you want to drape me turn around and rape me
nawl you ain't mistake me (where my money at)
[Hook - Nicki]
where my girls at,
where my girls at
if they be fronting
then tell them yo where my money at
where my money at
where my-where my money at
whe-whe-whe-whe-where my money at
where my girls at (hey)
where my girls at (yea)
if they be fronting
then tell them yo where my money at (where my money)
where my money at
where my-where my money at
whe-whe-whe-whe-where my money at
Dead Wrong lyrics - Nicki Minaj
You be yellin boom boom
when yah really pum pum
See my flow hotter then noon in june june
If Biggie was alive he sign me
Im the New Edition like Bobby & Ronnie
Just give me the beat & a bottle of Dasani
& I dont need Clyde
Im a boss Fuck a Bonnie
Yah digg?
Religious like the preachers
Came here to warn yah
Listen bitches I'm the teacher
Go sit in the corner
How many Times I gotta spit
Till they noe that I'm the bitch
Im flyer Den a maget
Im on sum shit
1st they love you then they switch
Yea they switch like fagets
Thats why I keep the lama
In Gabana Fabric
Im the shit
Should be in pampers
Like Markie Bizz
Give anybody the business
Like hers or his's
Cuz my flow tighter then them virgin bitches
you noe them asalamlakum dem Persian bitches
& if you miss me I'm swervin 6's
Got damn aint even pregnant but I'm birthin bitches
Cuz I got Flavor like that girl
Delicious
Stop actin Like you a killa with them girly disses bitches
I aint johnny but my my my
she want it with me tell her fi bloodclot try
you aint through I'm the truth you a lie
My whole borough yellin out boom bye bye
cuz when I seen her she was shakin in her boots
When Nicki came thru she was throwin up her duce
Slap her then I asked her wats my name
She said N.I.C
The president of the NYC
Yah dead wrong
These bitches is buns
You got it going on
Aye Yung Nic yah dead wrong
Okay.
Chea!
Dirty money nigga wha?
When I do it it's done & goddid it I won nigga - I'm dead wrong
My nigga patty to the dupe, nigga catty to the coupe nigga chea ya dead wrong
My nigga diggs on the board, Oh lordy on the board nigga ya dead wrong..
when yah really pum pum
See my flow hotter then noon in june june
If Biggie was alive he sign me
Im the New Edition like Bobby & Ronnie
Just give me the beat & a bottle of Dasani
& I dont need Clyde
Im a boss Fuck a Bonnie
Yah digg?
Religious like the preachers
Came here to warn yah
Listen bitches I'm the teacher
Go sit in the corner
How many Times I gotta spit
Till they noe that I'm the bitch
Im flyer Den a maget
Im on sum shit
1st they love you then they switch
Yea they switch like fagets
Thats why I keep the lama
In Gabana Fabric
Im the shit
Should be in pampers
Like Markie Bizz
Give anybody the business
Like hers or his's
Cuz my flow tighter then them virgin bitches
you noe them asalamlakum dem Persian bitches
& if you miss me I'm swervin 6's
Got damn aint even pregnant but I'm birthin bitches
Cuz I got Flavor like that girl
Delicious
Stop actin Like you a killa with them girly disses bitches
I aint johnny but my my my
she want it with me tell her fi bloodclot try
you aint through I'm the truth you a lie
My whole borough yellin out boom bye bye
cuz when I seen her she was shakin in her boots
When Nicki came thru she was throwin up her duce
Slap her then I asked her wats my name
She said N.I.C
The president of the NYC
Yah dead wrong
These bitches is buns
You got it going on
Aye Yung Nic yah dead wrong
Okay.
Chea!
Dirty money nigga wha?
When I do it it's done & goddid it I won nigga - I'm dead wrong
My nigga patty to the dupe, nigga catty to the coupe nigga chea ya dead wrong
My nigga diggs on the board, Oh lordy on the board nigga ya dead wrong..
Womp Womp lyrics - Nicki Minaj
How you gon tel me I'm not the best that came out the west um I mean the east I'm the president
but I don't live in dc I rep the ny fyi I said I rep the ny fyi I get them pies to the guys that say ayyyaya
I'm the head honcho get work from papi and dead poncho put in the roncho
I mean the range ro where we let them things go I onli fucc with dudes that could let they chain show
I'm such a 80s bay thing you could beat me then you azycra?
bitches having pushing out abybay won't you be my dj like lazy k
I'm such a psycho niggas call me micko nicki been hot since you was on your tricycle
bitches romans country men used to salute the president with your country friend bitch
you ain't writing shyt you get 10% and you softer than dem dudes witthey wristes bent it's nickelodeon
I am the president where my podium why these girls salty why they sodium is it
because my flow slicker than petroleum see I'm the yellow bus girl say nicki you the best
and I tell em urr duhh you tell me wat I know
I guess I must concur I'm the reason why these bitches yellin fucc her
cause everybody hate when your great and your caking and wen I say caking
I ain't talkin bout bacon but they gon get it all wring fuccing with dem fake thugs
and dem fake don juans say he got workers lik the kids in hong kong
but he ain't getting chips unless you count them bon tons tell that nigga womp womp
cause he ain't getting chips unless you count them bon tons
but I don't live in dc I rep the ny fyi I said I rep the ny fyi I get them pies to the guys that say ayyyaya
I'm the head honcho get work from papi and dead poncho put in the roncho
I mean the range ro where we let them things go I onli fucc with dudes that could let they chain show
I'm such a 80s bay thing you could beat me then you azycra?
bitches having pushing out abybay won't you be my dj like lazy k
I'm such a psycho niggas call me micko nicki been hot since you was on your tricycle
bitches romans country men used to salute the president with your country friend bitch
you ain't writing shyt you get 10% and you softer than dem dudes witthey wristes bent it's nickelodeon
I am the president where my podium why these girls salty why they sodium is it
because my flow slicker than petroleum see I'm the yellow bus girl say nicki you the best
and I tell em urr duhh you tell me wat I know
I guess I must concur I'm the reason why these bitches yellin fucc her
cause everybody hate when your great and your caking and wen I say caking
I ain't talkin bout bacon but they gon get it all wring fuccing with dem fake thugs
and dem fake don juans say he got workers lik the kids in hong kong
but he ain't getting chips unless you count them bon tons tell that nigga womp womp
cause he ain't getting chips unless you count them bon tons
Whos Ya Best MC? lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Ya kno dey say Nicki spit crazi
Get it poppin like
M 80's or twin tre 80's
Yunq money first lady
Ya kno
Baby qirl of dha qroup
I'm also known as
Baby qirl in dha coupe
Neva qet mi confused as
Baby qirl in dha hoop
Ckuz Nicki stai fly
Like dat cash money dude
I'm stuntin on dese hoes
Like marilyn monroe
I qot a s curl flow
I spit slick ya kno
Need I don't jus spit raps
Need chit chat
Nicki could qet it in
Nicki could spit gats
Ya qirl qot hustle
Nicki could pitch crack
But Nicki rather chill
Need stack a mill
While dese hoes
Stai in hoods like rats 4 real
Ma voice stai on dha track
Like a mac
4 real
Rotten dha baseline like
Quille o neal
Gassed ya baby father
4 dha keys 2 dha escalade
Not a baby momma
But I'm drama like kay slate
Wat can I sai
Dhatsz how ya qirl do
Ya qirl stai fresh down
2 dha cuticles
Ma people smoke dutches
We don't fuck with bamboo
I'm a winner mommi
Ya career's a gamble
Old ass broad
Off track
Like bad weaves
Nicki stai on her toes
On point like ballerines
Lemme remind u I'm qettin a tan 2
Ya caramel dream
Ya qirl from queens
Dey say I'm 2 pretti
2 b spittin 16
I should b on dha screen
Posin 4 maybelline
Or b a baby phat qirl
Kitten on ma jean
Hood star broad
Black barbie doll
Pardon mi if dha cockiness
Botherin ya'll
I'm jus bein Nicki Minaj ya kno
Girl from around wai
Widout dha l cool j
Ma u spit koolaid
I spit acid out
Doin dis since
U was reebok classic doubt
Need dis hoe wanna qet at nick
Y
Cause I baqqed her baby daddy
She ain't seen him since
Nick so gudda
Lil white tee
Need sum air max on
Sum dolce gaban
Pretty panties on
Like wait
Till dha summer catch me
Up in dha hummer
On ma wai 2 555 front
Run with dha rucka
And every baller wanna
Neva give out ma number
Onli dha email
Cherry thonq.com holla
Name a qirl as real as her
No not dem
Who's ya best MC
Nick Fox & Kim
Cnt 4 qet rem
Nick up in dha porsche
Box or dha benz
Get it poppin like
M 80's or twin tre 80's
Yunq money first lady
Ya kno
Baby qirl of dha qroup
I'm also known as
Baby qirl in dha coupe
Neva qet mi confused as
Baby qirl in dha hoop
Ckuz Nicki stai fly
Like dat cash money dude
I'm stuntin on dese hoes
Like marilyn monroe
I qot a s curl flow
I spit slick ya kno
Need I don't jus spit raps
Need chit chat
Nicki could qet it in
Nicki could spit gats
Ya qirl qot hustle
Nicki could pitch crack
But Nicki rather chill
Need stack a mill
While dese hoes
Stai in hoods like rats 4 real
Ma voice stai on dha track
Like a mac
4 real
Rotten dha baseline like
Quille o neal
Gassed ya baby father
4 dha keys 2 dha escalade
Not a baby momma
But I'm drama like kay slate
Wat can I sai
Dhatsz how ya qirl do
Ya qirl stai fresh down
2 dha cuticles
Ma people smoke dutches
We don't fuck with bamboo
I'm a winner mommi
Ya career's a gamble
Old ass broad
Off track
Like bad weaves
Nicki stai on her toes
On point like ballerines
Lemme remind u I'm qettin a tan 2
Ya caramel dream
Ya qirl from queens
Dey say I'm 2 pretti
2 b spittin 16
I should b on dha screen
Posin 4 maybelline
Or b a baby phat qirl
Kitten on ma jean
Hood star broad
Black barbie doll
Pardon mi if dha cockiness
Botherin ya'll
I'm jus bein Nicki Minaj ya kno
Girl from around wai
Widout dha l cool j
Ma u spit koolaid
I spit acid out
Doin dis since
U was reebok classic doubt
Need dis hoe wanna qet at nick
Y
Cause I baqqed her baby daddy
She ain't seen him since
Nick so gudda
Lil white tee
Need sum air max on
Sum dolce gaban
Pretty panties on
Like wait
Till dha summer catch me
Up in dha hummer
On ma wai 2 555 front
Run with dha rucka
And every baller wanna
Neva give out ma number
Onli dha email
Cherry thonq.com holla
Name a qirl as real as her
No not dem
Who's ya best MC
Nick Fox & Kim
Cnt 4 qet rem
Nick up in dha porsche
Box or dha benz
Autobiography lyrics - NIcki Minaj
[Chorus:]
May the lord protect me as the world gets hectic
My voice projected my life reflected
Daddy was a crack feind 2 in the morning had us running down the street like a track team
[Verse 1:]
When he burnt the house down n my mother was in it
How could I forget it the, pain infinite
Shes my queen and I ain't even british
Shes the only reason that I went to school and I finished
She told me that I had talent
Got on her knees and prayed for me when I started being violent
She saw something in me that, until this day I don't know if I could be dat
But I'm a die tryin and when I'm done cryin
Grab the iron
And black out like I'm retiring
Nightmares of you killing my mother
The reason that I sleep with my head under the covers
N shoulda thrown a book at, ch'you cause I hate you so much that it burn when I look at ch'you
[Chorus: x2]
May the lord protect me as the world gets hectic my voice projected my life reflected
[Verse 2:]
Damn I wanna run to you
Hold you n kiss you tell you how I miss you
Thought I would have a son for you
But now it's official it's over and I can't let you go
But I gotta let you know all the shit I did make it feel like I'm dyin real slow,
cause no one understands me they don't know what to do when I'm hurt when I'm angry
You was my friend and my man and my daddy,
You was there when that bitch tried to stab me anything I ever needed knew you had me
Cause of you all them chicks could'ntstand me
So why hurt you that's the question
It took this long for me to learn my lesson
Cause now all I want is peace and get drama
I finally understand the true meaning of karma
[Chorus: x2]
May the lord protect me as the world gets hectic my voice projected my life reflected
Please baby forgive me, mommy was young, mommy was to busy tryna have fun
now I pat myself on the back for sending you back
cause god knows I was better than that to conceive then leave you the concept alone seems evil I'm trapped in my concience
I adhear to the nonsense listened to people who told me I wasn't ready for you
But how the fuck would they know wat I was ready to do
And of course it wasn't your fault
It's like I feel it in the air, I hear you sayin mommy don't cry
can't you see I'm right here I gotta let you know what you mean to me
when I'm sleeping I see you in my dreams with me wish I could touch your little face
or just hold your little hand if it's part of gods plan, maybe we can met again
May the lord protect me as the world gets hectic
My voice projected my life reflected
Daddy was a crack feind 2 in the morning had us running down the street like a track team
[Verse 1:]
When he burnt the house down n my mother was in it
How could I forget it the, pain infinite
Shes my queen and I ain't even british
Shes the only reason that I went to school and I finished
She told me that I had talent
Got on her knees and prayed for me when I started being violent
She saw something in me that, until this day I don't know if I could be dat
But I'm a die tryin and when I'm done cryin
Grab the iron
And black out like I'm retiring
Nightmares of you killing my mother
The reason that I sleep with my head under the covers
N shoulda thrown a book at, ch'you cause I hate you so much that it burn when I look at ch'you
[Chorus: x2]
May the lord protect me as the world gets hectic my voice projected my life reflected
[Verse 2:]
Damn I wanna run to you
Hold you n kiss you tell you how I miss you
Thought I would have a son for you
But now it's official it's over and I can't let you go
But I gotta let you know all the shit I did make it feel like I'm dyin real slow,
cause no one understands me they don't know what to do when I'm hurt when I'm angry
You was my friend and my man and my daddy,
You was there when that bitch tried to stab me anything I ever needed knew you had me
Cause of you all them chicks could'ntstand me
So why hurt you that's the question
It took this long for me to learn my lesson
Cause now all I want is peace and get drama
I finally understand the true meaning of karma
[Chorus: x2]
May the lord protect me as the world gets hectic my voice projected my life reflected
Please baby forgive me, mommy was young, mommy was to busy tryna have fun
now I pat myself on the back for sending you back
cause god knows I was better than that to conceive then leave you the concept alone seems evil I'm trapped in my concience
I adhear to the nonsense listened to people who told me I wasn't ready for you
But how the fuck would they know wat I was ready to do
And of course it wasn't your fault
It's like I feel it in the air, I hear you sayin mommy don't cry
can't you see I'm right here I gotta let you know what you mean to me
when I'm sleeping I see you in my dreams with me wish I could touch your little face
or just hold your little hand if it's part of gods plan, maybe we can met again
Lollipop (Remix) lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Lil Wayne, Static Major)
[Intro:]
Ow, Uh huh
No Homo
I said he so sweet make her wanna lick the wrapper
So I let her lick the Rapper
She She She lick me like a lollipop
She She lick me like a lollipop
She She She She lick me like a lollipop
She She lick me like a lollipop
[Chorus:]
Shorty wanna thug (yeh)
Bottles in the club (yeh)
Shorty wanna hump (yeh)
You know I like to touch (yeh)
Those lovely lady lumps (yeh)
(she lick me like a lollipop)
Shorty wanna thug (I like that)
Bottles in the club (I like that)
Shorty wanna hump (yeh)
You know I like to touch (yeh)
Those lovely lady lumps (yeh)
Come on
Yeah
[Verse: Lil Wayne]
Ok, lil mama had a sawgg like mine
She even wear her hair down her back like mine
I make her feel right when it's wrong like lyin
And man she ain't never had a love like man
But man I ain't ever seen a ass like hers
That pussy in my mouth had me lost for words
I told her back it up like urp urp
Make that ass jump like jurp jurp
And that's when she
[Lil Wayne]
She she she lick me like a lollipop (o yeh I like that)
She she lick me like a lollipop (yeh I like that)
She she she lick me like a lollipop (yeh I like that)
She she lick me like a lollipop (yeh)
[Chorus:]
Shorty wanna thug (shorty wanna thug)
Bottles in the club (bottles in the club)
Shorty wanna hump (wanna hump)
You know I like to touch (like to touch)
Those lovely lady lumps (lovely lady lumps)
Shorty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shorty wanna hump
You know I like to touch
Those lovely lady lumps
[Static Major]
Ok After you back it up then stop
Drop it shorty
Drop it like it's hot
Ooooo drop it like it's hot
Don't stop
[Nicki Minaj while Static sings]
Ay um
You know
They noe I got the fattest pussy in the business
Like I don't even know why ya
Ya know wat I mean
Like come on
I'm Nicki Minaj
Ya know how the fuck I do
Nicki-lewinski
President Cater
Young Money
[Verse: Nicki Minaj]
Shorty wanna li li li li lick me like a lollipop
Shorty said he li li like the way I make punany pop
Shorty wanna li li lick me in the candy apple drop
I got that presidential cooch
When he see it he salute
Cause ain't no nappy pubes
Just alot of juice
A little mohawk
Posing for the Photog
He get me so
He get me so
He get me so smart
He make my pussy sing Ahhhhh
Like it's Mozart
He say the pussy pretty
It look like show art
He say who pussy is it
And I say yours
And when he spank this
I make that pussy fart
I'm such an actress
Melissa Joan Hart
[Verse: Lil Wayne]
Shorty said the nigga that she with ain't shit
Shorty said the nigga that she with ain't this
Shorty said the nigga that she with can't hit
But shorty I'm a hit it hit it like I can't miss
And he can't do this
And he don't do that
Shorty need a refund
Need to bring that nigga back
Just like a refund
I make her bring that ass back
And she bring that ass back
Because I like that
[Chorus:]
Shorty wanna thug (yeah I like that)
Bottles in the club (yeah I like that)
Shorty wanna hump (yea)
You know I like to touch (I like that)
Those lovely lady lumps (ya)
Shorty wanna li li li li lick me like a lollipop
Shorty wanna li li li li lick me like a lollipop
Shorty wanna like me (like a lollipop)
So I let her lick the rapper (she she lick me like a lollipop)
Shorty wanna thug (shorty wanna thug)
Bottles in the club (bottles in the club)
Shorty wanna hump (wanna hump)
You know I like to touch (like to touch)
Those lovely lady lumps (lovely lady lumps)
[Lil Wayne]
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
[Chorus:]
Shorty wanna thug (yeah I like that)
Bottles in the club (yeah I like that)
Shorty wanna hump (yea)
You know I like to touch (I like that)
Those lovely lady lumps (I said)
Shorty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shorty wanna hump
You know I like to touch
Those lovely lady lumps
[Verse: Lil Wayne]
I get her on top
She drop it like it's hot
And when I'm at the bottom
She Hilary, ride em
The middle of the bed
Giving, getting head
Giving, getting head
Giving, getting head
[Breakdown:]
I said mmmmmm (I like that)
Said mmm mmm mm (yeh I like that)
I said mmmmm mmm mmm (yeh I like that)
Mm mmmmm
[Lil Wayne]
Call me so I can come and do it for ya
Call me so I can come and prove it for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Shorty wanna li li li li lick me like a lollipop (lick me like a lollipop)
She She She lick me like a lollipop (lick me like a lollipop)
I said he so sweet make her wanna lick the wrapper
So I let her lick the Rapper
Ow, Uh huh
No Homo
I said he so sweet make her wanna lick the wrapper
So I let her lick the Rapper
She She She lick me like a lollipop
She She lick me like a lollipop
She She She She lick me like a lollipop
She She lick me like a lollipop
[Chorus:]
Shorty wanna thug (yeh)
Bottles in the club (yeh)
Shorty wanna hump (yeh)
You know I like to touch (yeh)
Those lovely lady lumps (yeh)
(she lick me like a lollipop)
Shorty wanna thug (I like that)
Bottles in the club (I like that)
Shorty wanna hump (yeh)
You know I like to touch (yeh)
Those lovely lady lumps (yeh)
Come on
Yeah
[Verse: Lil Wayne]
Ok, lil mama had a sawgg like mine
She even wear her hair down her back like mine
I make her feel right when it's wrong like lyin
And man she ain't never had a love like man
But man I ain't ever seen a ass like hers
That pussy in my mouth had me lost for words
I told her back it up like urp urp
Make that ass jump like jurp jurp
And that's when she
[Lil Wayne]
She she she lick me like a lollipop (o yeh I like that)
She she lick me like a lollipop (yeh I like that)
She she she lick me like a lollipop (yeh I like that)
She she lick me like a lollipop (yeh)
[Chorus:]
Shorty wanna thug (shorty wanna thug)
Bottles in the club (bottles in the club)
Shorty wanna hump (wanna hump)
You know I like to touch (like to touch)
Those lovely lady lumps (lovely lady lumps)
Shorty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shorty wanna hump
You know I like to touch
Those lovely lady lumps
[Static Major]
Ok After you back it up then stop
Drop it shorty
Drop it like it's hot
Ooooo drop it like it's hot
Don't stop
[Nicki Minaj while Static sings]
Ay um
You know
They noe I got the fattest pussy in the business
Like I don't even know why ya
Ya know wat I mean
Like come on
I'm Nicki Minaj
Ya know how the fuck I do
Nicki-lewinski
President Cater
Young Money
[Verse: Nicki Minaj]
Shorty wanna li li li li lick me like a lollipop
Shorty said he li li like the way I make punany pop
Shorty wanna li li lick me in the candy apple drop
I got that presidential cooch
When he see it he salute
Cause ain't no nappy pubes
Just alot of juice
A little mohawk
Posing for the Photog
He get me so
He get me so
He get me so smart
He make my pussy sing Ahhhhh
Like it's Mozart
He say the pussy pretty
It look like show art
He say who pussy is it
And I say yours
And when he spank this
I make that pussy fart
I'm such an actress
Melissa Joan Hart
[Verse: Lil Wayne]
Shorty said the nigga that she with ain't shit
Shorty said the nigga that she with ain't this
Shorty said the nigga that she with can't hit
But shorty I'm a hit it hit it like I can't miss
And he can't do this
And he don't do that
Shorty need a refund
Need to bring that nigga back
Just like a refund
I make her bring that ass back
And she bring that ass back
Because I like that
[Chorus:]
Shorty wanna thug (yeah I like that)
Bottles in the club (yeah I like that)
Shorty wanna hump (yea)
You know I like to touch (I like that)
Those lovely lady lumps (ya)
Shorty wanna li li li li lick me like a lollipop
Shorty wanna li li li li lick me like a lollipop
Shorty wanna like me (like a lollipop)
So I let her lick the rapper (she she lick me like a lollipop)
Shorty wanna thug (shorty wanna thug)
Bottles in the club (bottles in the club)
Shorty wanna hump (wanna hump)
You know I like to touch (like to touch)
Those lovely lady lumps (lovely lady lumps)
[Lil Wayne]
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
[Chorus:]
Shorty wanna thug (yeah I like that)
Bottles in the club (yeah I like that)
Shorty wanna hump (yea)
You know I like to touch (I like that)
Those lovely lady lumps (I said)
Shorty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shorty wanna hump
You know I like to touch
Those lovely lady lumps
[Verse: Lil Wayne]
I get her on top
She drop it like it's hot
And when I'm at the bottom
She Hilary, ride em
The middle of the bed
Giving, getting head
Giving, getting head
Giving, getting head
[Breakdown:]
I said mmmmmm (I like that)
Said mmm mmm mm (yeh I like that)
I said mmmmm mmm mmm (yeh I like that)
Mm mmmmm
[Lil Wayne]
Call me so I can come and do it for ya
Call me so I can come and prove it for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Shorty wanna li li li li lick me like a lollipop (lick me like a lollipop)
She She She lick me like a lollipop (lick me like a lollipop)
I said he so sweet make her wanna lick the wrapper
So I let her lick the Rapper
"Playtime Is Over" (2007)
- 1-900-Ms-Minaj lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Hell Rell, Red Café, Murda Mook, Ransom & Gravy)
- Dreams 07 lyrics - Nicki Minaj
- Wuchoo Know lyrics - Nicki Minaj
- Can't Stop Won't Stop lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Lil Wayne)
- Jump Off 07 lyrics - Nicki Minaj
- Click Clack lyrics - Nicki Minaj
- 40 Bars lyrics - Nicki Minaj
- Dilly Dally lyrics - Nicki Minaj
- Warning lyrics - Nicki Minaj
- N.I.G.G.A.S. lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Angel De-Mar)
- Sunshine lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Gravy)
- Letcha Go lyrics - Nicki Minaj
- Sticks In My Bun lyrics - Nicki Minaj
- Im Cumin lyrics - Nicki Minaj
- Hood Story lyrics - Nicki Minaj
- Ease Up lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Ru Spits)
- Encore '07 lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Dreams 07 lyrics - Nicki Minaj
As I sit back, relax, crack jokes for minute.
I think about the up and comers that could prolly get it.
I might go to jail for fucking with Hell Rell.
If he get I'll and pull on my ponytails.
I heard Maino life was like a movie
Set up the cameras, fuck him in the jacuzzi.
Freaky Zeeky that should be easy.
He just came home, I know he wanna bone. (I know he wanna bone)
(But what about J.R Writer) I'm a skill 'em
And when I wr-wr-write 'em, I'm a grill em.
The nigga Pap he might could fuck me. (Fuck me)
But I ain't tryna be dr-drippin' in Gino Green. (No Gino Green)
Tell Stack to bring the black card up.
But if I fuck him, would he, would he yell SQUAD UP!
Tell Rich Boy to send me a pink toy.
Throw sum d's on it and I might breath on it.
And when I'm in Philly, I gotta fuck Gilly.
Snatch his big mac and slap a bitch silly.
Dreams of fuckin' a rap rap dude. (I'm just playin'. But I'm sayin'.)
Dreams of fuckin' a rap rap dude. (I'm just playin'. But I'm sayin'.)
Dreams of fuckin' a rap rap dude. (I'm just playin'. But I'm sayin'.)
Dreams of fuckin' a rap rap dude.
Put it in half way, Red Cafe.
Put the pussy on his record. (mhm, that tickles)
Uncle Murda can bring the handcuffs. (Why is that?)
I gotta watch out. Gotta get a rough neck. (Oh, I get it)
As for Gravy, he might could be. (He might could be)
You know them fat niggas love to eat. (He love to eat)
And when I wanna Nicki Minaj, who could it be?
It's them Yung Gunnaz, Chris and Lil' Nefee.
(Well Nicki, what about Fendi. He made you pop)
Tell 'em to kick rocks or give me some top.
I'm on my way to Jerz break ransom off.
(Slurp) Quench his thirst when my pants come off.
Murda Mook and Milz gon' have to battle.
Scoop who ever win and tell 'em to ski-daddle.
Run up on Mims, he could give me back shots.
(Come here) Dis is why
(mhm) Dis is why
(mhm) Dis is why I'm hot, nigga.
Dreams of fuckin' a rap rap dude. (I'm just playin'. But I'm sayin'.)
Dreams of fuckin' a rap rap dude. (I'm just playin'. But I'm sayin'.)
Dreams of fuckin' a rap rap dude. (I'm just playin'. But I'm sayin'.)
Dreams of fuckin' a rap rap dude.
I think about the up and comers that could prolly get it.
I might go to jail for fucking with Hell Rell.
If he get I'll and pull on my ponytails.
I heard Maino life was like a movie
Set up the cameras, fuck him in the jacuzzi.
Freaky Zeeky that should be easy.
He just came home, I know he wanna bone. (I know he wanna bone)
(But what about J.R Writer) I'm a skill 'em
And when I wr-wr-write 'em, I'm a grill em.
The nigga Pap he might could fuck me. (Fuck me)
But I ain't tryna be dr-drippin' in Gino Green. (No Gino Green)
Tell Stack to bring the black card up.
But if I fuck him, would he, would he yell SQUAD UP!
Tell Rich Boy to send me a pink toy.
Throw sum d's on it and I might breath on it.
And when I'm in Philly, I gotta fuck Gilly.
Snatch his big mac and slap a bitch silly.
Dreams of fuckin' a rap rap dude. (I'm just playin'. But I'm sayin'.)
Dreams of fuckin' a rap rap dude. (I'm just playin'. But I'm sayin'.)
Dreams of fuckin' a rap rap dude. (I'm just playin'. But I'm sayin'.)
Dreams of fuckin' a rap rap dude.
Put it in half way, Red Cafe.
Put the pussy on his record. (mhm, that tickles)
Uncle Murda can bring the handcuffs. (Why is that?)
I gotta watch out. Gotta get a rough neck. (Oh, I get it)
As for Gravy, he might could be. (He might could be)
You know them fat niggas love to eat. (He love to eat)
And when I wanna Nicki Minaj, who could it be?
It's them Yung Gunnaz, Chris and Lil' Nefee.
(Well Nicki, what about Fendi. He made you pop)
Tell 'em to kick rocks or give me some top.
I'm on my way to Jerz break ransom off.
(Slurp) Quench his thirst when my pants come off.
Murda Mook and Milz gon' have to battle.
Scoop who ever win and tell 'em to ski-daddle.
Run up on Mims, he could give me back shots.
(Come here) Dis is why
(mhm) Dis is why
(mhm) Dis is why I'm hot, nigga.
Dreams of fuckin' a rap rap dude. (I'm just playin'. But I'm sayin'.)
Dreams of fuckin' a rap rap dude. (I'm just playin'. But I'm sayin'.)
Dreams of fuckin' a rap rap dude. (I'm just playin'. But I'm sayin'.)
Dreams of fuckin' a rap rap dude.
Wuchoo Know lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Chin checker I'm da chin checker
[Verse 1:]
It was a quarter passed 3 when I ran into rell
Didn't forget my keys cause my name ring bells
A lil white tee some addidas with the shells
Tun in the coup oh! shoot broke a nail
Let me let me think what I gotta gotta do
Should I get the black or the chrome 22
And if a bird try to get out of the cage
I bitch down new york times front page
I went to starbucks I wanted to get a frapo
Then had a snapple apple with the capo
That's fendi but that's irrelivent
Threw him a couple benjies now I'm da president
And I'm nicki and nicki so picky
Slick like ricky flow be so icky
Class is finished you'll be home bout 3
So all ya rap bitches what ya'll know bout me
[Chorus:]
What ya know bout me
Whatchu whatchu know bout me
What ya know bout me
Watchau watchu know
They say the girl is a fool the girl get it boppin'
The girl get them crills and the girl get it poppin'
What ya know bout me
Whatchu whatchu know bout me
The girl gettin money alot of dirty money
I'll show you how to do it if you gettin somethin from me
[Verse 2:]
Got some nice titties yes they are pretty
That's how I got the s the 550
That's cause I gets I gets I gets busy
That's why I don't need you to come get me
I'm badder than the dude at the neverland
In a money green coup with a leprechaun
Holla at'em get a four leaf clover
Go go against me guaranteed ya over
Now all the kids sweat nick like a mexican
Cause I got more kicks than a temper tan-trum trum trum
Ya slow poke betta run run run my lil coke
And s-m-I-the l-e and ain't one thing they could tell me
Cause I write write write my own shit
I'm the one like I'm the culprit
[Chorus]
Playtime Is Over lyrics - Nicki MInaj
[Big Mike:]
Big mike, the new baddest bxtch in the game
She go by the name of Nicki Minaj
Let's get this shit poppin, playtime is ova motha fucka
[Nicki Minaj:]
This the one they was waitin on baby
I had to do it
Just when they thought it was safe to play I
Hit'em with the N.I.C the K.I
I'm tinkerbell he's peter pay-a
To these rap bitches I'm mother may-a
I wanna kno why you waste your yime
On these rap hoes that don't write they rhymes
Get a can of a sprite with a twist of lime
Money money money always on my mind
Coupe color purple no I'm not celie
We run new york like we play relay
My flight took off yours has been delayed
Give it to them early bitches so don't be late
Play time is ova when I spit bars
My mixtape bring
All the boys to the yard
All the boys want Nicki
All the boys want mine
All the boys say they love me, yea they love me long time
Yes I'm the girl that you heard of
I commit murda
I body bitches I don't need a burna
Queens, oh yes I rep queens
Little white T, plus sum tight jeans
I make it heard for these chicks to breath
Wrist on freeze I freeze up my sleeves
We gettin money like it grow on trees
Stay on my a Q'z I stay on my P'z
After I'm done the you will acknowledge
I'm the president never went to college
I'm a bad bitch I don't need no stylist
Tell a bitch holla when she get my dollas
Bitches talk shit, but what is you sayin
Got the illest dude in the game speakin my name
I'm the one, I'm the one you heard me
Same number they stiched on mcGrady jersey
If I show you how to do it will you reimburse me
Let me put on my pumps let me grab my skirt see,
I am such a lil ladys let me do my curtsi
Fuck a dry pussy bitch cause I know she thirsty.
Big mike, the new baddest bxtch in the game
She go by the name of Nicki Minaj
Let's get this shit poppin, playtime is ova motha fucka
[Nicki Minaj:]
This the one they was waitin on baby
I had to do it
Just when they thought it was safe to play I
Hit'em with the N.I.C the K.I
I'm tinkerbell he's peter pay-a
To these rap bitches I'm mother may-a
I wanna kno why you waste your yime
On these rap hoes that don't write they rhymes
Get a can of a sprite with a twist of lime
Money money money always on my mind
Coupe color purple no I'm not celie
We run new york like we play relay
My flight took off yours has been delayed
Give it to them early bitches so don't be late
Play time is ova when I spit bars
My mixtape bring
All the boys to the yard
All the boys want Nicki
All the boys want mine
All the boys say they love me, yea they love me long time
Yes I'm the girl that you heard of
I commit murda
I body bitches I don't need a burna
Queens, oh yes I rep queens
Little white T, plus sum tight jeans
I make it heard for these chicks to breath
Wrist on freeze I freeze up my sleeves
We gettin money like it grow on trees
Stay on my a Q'z I stay on my P'z
After I'm done the you will acknowledge
I'm the president never went to college
I'm a bad bitch I don't need no stylist
Tell a bitch holla when she get my dollas
Bitches talk shit, but what is you sayin
Got the illest dude in the game speakin my name
I'm the one, I'm the one you heard me
Same number they stiched on mcGrady jersey
If I show you how to do it will you reimburse me
Let me put on my pumps let me grab my skirt see,
I am such a lil ladys let me do my curtsi
Fuck a dry pussy bitch cause I know she thirsty.
Jump Off 07 lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Queens, Queens
Ayo Fendi this the jump off right here man
Ms. Minaj little mama get a taste of the hot sauce
Itty bitty real pretty but I'm not soft
I beat bitches with the heat like I'm Scott Storch
In the ocean is where they gettin' dropped off
All I wanna do is party, rock some Ed Hardy and 40/40
You arrive when it just get started
I come through at 2 and I don't get carded
Excuse me I had to beg ya pardon
Mami ya flow sick, my flows retarded
Cause you can say something and you won't be sick
But um, I can't help my retarded chick
Cause my flow stupid, wheelchair bound
Take the small bus all year round
That bitch pop out with a helmet on her head
Bottle of new meds, a good pair of Keds
[Chorus:]
Where my chicks
All my girls that'll transport bricks
Got some MAC lip gloss on ya lips
Keep a real good jean on ya hips
You can get it
And to my dudes
If you keep a good bitch in ya crew
And you rock a good hood, fuck a suit
And you got a little tree on ya boot
You can get it
Nicki and Dirty Money nigga, shit ya draws
When I count to three, hit the floor
Dang little mama, pick up ya jaw
That there's the Chevy, 64
You that bitch, I'm the boss
I'm a have my bodyguard, dust me off
Cause I think I might have some dirt on my shoulder
Call my nigga Light with the money green Rover
I'm the boss bitch pink links and the brinks
Rockin the corset, sip drinks in my minks
Call my nigga Gravy, that's the big baby
Tell him I said maybe he should bring the trey p
Already know these lames is gonna hate me
But um lately, it only motivate me
Want it with the squad, gotta come through me
I hit the dance floor, nigga 1-2-3
[Chorus]
Ayo Fendi this the jump off right here man
Ms. Minaj little mama get a taste of the hot sauce
Itty bitty real pretty but I'm not soft
I beat bitches with the heat like I'm Scott Storch
In the ocean is where they gettin' dropped off
All I wanna do is party, rock some Ed Hardy and 40/40
You arrive when it just get started
I come through at 2 and I don't get carded
Excuse me I had to beg ya pardon
Mami ya flow sick, my flows retarded
Cause you can say something and you won't be sick
But um, I can't help my retarded chick
Cause my flow stupid, wheelchair bound
Take the small bus all year round
That bitch pop out with a helmet on her head
Bottle of new meds, a good pair of Keds
[Chorus:]
Where my chicks
All my girls that'll transport bricks
Got some MAC lip gloss on ya lips
Keep a real good jean on ya hips
You can get it
And to my dudes
If you keep a good bitch in ya crew
And you rock a good hood, fuck a suit
And you got a little tree on ya boot
You can get it
Nicki and Dirty Money nigga, shit ya draws
When I count to three, hit the floor
Dang little mama, pick up ya jaw
That there's the Chevy, 64
You that bitch, I'm the boss
I'm a have my bodyguard, dust me off
Cause I think I might have some dirt on my shoulder
Call my nigga Light with the money green Rover
I'm the boss bitch pink links and the brinks
Rockin the corset, sip drinks in my minks
Call my nigga Gravy, that's the big baby
Tell him I said maybe he should bring the trey p
Already know these lames is gonna hate me
But um lately, it only motivate me
Want it with the squad, gotta come through me
I hit the dance floor, nigga 1-2-3
[Chorus]
Click Clack lyrics - Nicki Minaj
[Chorus:]
Alot of rap niggas be trynna play hard
I was tought to only reach
When I lift da shirt dats da end of discussion
Click Clack mutha fuckaz, I ain't trynna hear dat
[Verse 1:]
They call me Nicholas, style defined as ridiculous
I beg your pardon, meet me at da garden
#1 draft, I'm New York's pick & I don't lose like dem dudes on da new york knicks... (check it)
I'm over seas rockin hella capris, in da west indies eatin delacasies... I tel em
Dey want cain like erica... please
Brotha your money young like goverment cheese
Dese broke rappers always rappin bout a pink truck, I'm only happy wen I hopin out da brincks truck
And I don't need a 16, I got a sentence... I goes on a fucka like an entrance
Dese old bitches betta change dey denture, wen I get in da game dey gon play da benches
Fuck your friendship, pay attention
Bitch get at me, I'm a pay my henchmen
[Chorus:]
Alot of rap niggas be trynna paly hard
I was tought ?
When I lift da shirt dats da end of discussion
Click Clcak mutha fuckaz, I ain't trynna hear nuthin
[Verse 2:]
Dey call me Maraj, Fuck u & fuck your squad
Head bitch in charge, I ain't talkin bout da tod
I'm on da other line & I ain't talkin bout call waitin
I'm VIP lil mama I jus walk str8 in
Lil Dolce & Gabanna got dis bul hatin, dats I pop up in da porch with da top vacant
Mami stop fakin, talkin bout wat u got, u ain't got NATHIN & your not caking
Your not my taste, get outta my face, I play da top like eight friendz on your myspace
Stay in a childs place... Check da timin
I roc bitches like dey throwin up da diamond (ITS THE ROC)
U on a flight, I be bakin on islands
Mami your accent sound faker den Dylan
MURDA DEM, MURDA DEM, fuck a competition, Already murda dem
[Chorus:]
Alot of rap niggas be trynna paly hard
I was tought ?
When I lift da shirt dats da end of discussion
Click Clcak mutha fuckaz, I ain't trynna hear nuthin
[Verse 3:]
Dey call me Nicki M., hard to find me in a sticky gin
I play da club, with a thug & sum pretty friendz
And if dey ain't got da gat, dey got da knife on
Your too wack to get up on one of y song
U gotta deal, cause u was givn up da coochie prolly, but I'll arrange one hit like oochie wallie
And u'll be gon to November like Wyclef, I hold wieght & I ain't talkin bout Biceps
I rep Queens like da crown, wen I'm in da town, ask Yung Joc... it's goin down
Kisses to my bitches and my niggas, getta pound
June, turn me up... mic check... ?
Bitches don't kno da half, like dey flucked at math, give a fuck about a bitch & da clique she with
Unless u doin dem numbaz like arithmetic, young nic.holla bac & turn up my shyt
[Chorus:]
Alot of rap niggas be trynna paly hard
I was tought ?
When I lift da shirt dats da end of discussion
Click Clcak mutha fuckaz, I ain't trynna hear nuthin
40 Bars lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Fitted down and I'm reddii 2 play
When yo album gon' drop bitches neva could say
Say fuk I look like givin birds dae props
Bitches act like dae hot but I heard dae not
How the fuk you in the game like 10 yrs strong
Ya'll bitches still can't write cha own damn song
You see me on the stoop man these birds just aloop me
Wetha I'm in the coop or dat hoopty doopsy
I'm alwayz witta dude dat will louf yah coofy
Let'em eat mah coochy and cop mii poochy
House in the boonies rock the dooby
Cop the 22 den spark ah lucy
He tell em I'm the one he prolly right
He pressin me like button downs
On a friday night yah girl
Get it poppin like dynamite,
Dynamite the coke albino white
Name one bitch in the game
That I can't murdah
Chicken noodle bitch on the side witta soda
Give it 2 ae'boddii liek a cop witah quotah
Stop play polka hop inside amolka
I eat bitches no knife no folka
Bitch want it with me livin the life loca
O0o I get it you ah joka
I leave ah dot on yah head and I ain't talkin bout polka
Cause you the type that b runnin your mouf
See you on the block wanna run in yah house
I'm with the nigga fendi neva fucks witta slouch
I fuck with dirty money like watz undah the couch cause
Ain't a bitch could fuk with my flow
Wen it comes 2 drugs mommy just say no
Eatha you on sumthin or yah S-L-O
Had tah switch up the flow let these sketals know
I come come hard I don't come with garbage
Just one phone call they goin' come regardless
I alwayz got the ball mah I roll with starters
Write my own barz and my flows the hardess nigga
When yo album gon' drop bitches neva could say
Say fuk I look like givin birds dae props
Bitches act like dae hot but I heard dae not
How the fuk you in the game like 10 yrs strong
Ya'll bitches still can't write cha own damn song
You see me on the stoop man these birds just aloop me
Wetha I'm in the coop or dat hoopty doopsy
I'm alwayz witta dude dat will louf yah coofy
Let'em eat mah coochy and cop mii poochy
House in the boonies rock the dooby
Cop the 22 den spark ah lucy
He tell em I'm the one he prolly right
He pressin me like button downs
On a friday night yah girl
Get it poppin like dynamite,
Dynamite the coke albino white
Name one bitch in the game
That I can't murdah
Chicken noodle bitch on the side witta soda
Give it 2 ae'boddii liek a cop witah quotah
Stop play polka hop inside amolka
I eat bitches no knife no folka
Bitch want it with me livin the life loca
O0o I get it you ah joka
I leave ah dot on yah head and I ain't talkin bout polka
Cause you the type that b runnin your mouf
See you on the block wanna run in yah house
I'm with the nigga fendi neva fucks witta slouch
I fuck with dirty money like watz undah the couch cause
Ain't a bitch could fuk with my flow
Wen it comes 2 drugs mommy just say no
Eatha you on sumthin or yah S-L-O
Had tah switch up the flow let these sketals know
I come come hard I don't come with garbage
Just one phone call they goin' come regardless
I alwayz got the ball mah I roll with starters
Write my own barz and my flows the hardess nigga
Dilly Dally lyrics - Nicki Minaj
[Talking:]
Nicki minaj, dirty money, I don't think ya'll understand what I'm about to do, I'm about to master these bitches man
[Verse:]
I used to dilly dally, now I dilly to calli
Used to push a pink dinali, now it's chevi impalis
I used to be broker than them niggas in alleys, now I get my work it out like biggidy bally
I sed to go hard, used cop the brim
Used to take the dolla car, used to shop at vim
Now I take it real easy, the hood believe me
I don't mean cover girl wen I say "easy breezy"
Jimeny cricket, let the master in, when it come to bad bitches I'm the last at kin
I'm bringin S.E.X.Y. B.A.C.K. if nicki ain't the best suck a D.I.C.K.
I'm young nicolas, my style rediculous
I herd your money funny, well mommy I'm ticklish
I gotta laugh. I gotta laugh at it
I always got crack I guess I'm a crack addict
[Talking:]
I don't know man, I think these bitches is real scared right now, like dam I got these bitches shaking in they boots man,
Dirty money, ayo pri, bring the next verse in my nigga
[Verse:]
I used to make a dollar stretch like a pilati, now I gotta play the potty n it's up in ginadi
Gotta push the masserati, candy paint on the body
Making money off the hobby, taking flicks in the lobby
I'm in the future, I'm ahead of my time
And you can't duplicate me I'm like one of a kind
They think I'm making fun of them when I b like nahh nahh nah nah
Thas the track lil mama look nahh nahh nah nah
Do wat I do it, like I do it for the tv
Bitches must be blind cause these bitches can see me
Do it all for gp, tell em to suck a pee pee
Monday LA tuesday I'm in DC
Get a ticket or u only get a snippet
If you write your lyrics lil mama I can dig it
I show u how I do it
What do s really magic
Abra cadab tricks are for kids silly rabbit
Nicki minaj, dirty money, I don't think ya'll understand what I'm about to do, I'm about to master these bitches man
[Verse:]
I used to dilly dally, now I dilly to calli
Used to push a pink dinali, now it's chevi impalis
I used to be broker than them niggas in alleys, now I get my work it out like biggidy bally
I sed to go hard, used cop the brim
Used to take the dolla car, used to shop at vim
Now I take it real easy, the hood believe me
I don't mean cover girl wen I say "easy breezy"
Jimeny cricket, let the master in, when it come to bad bitches I'm the last at kin
I'm bringin S.E.X.Y. B.A.C.K. if nicki ain't the best suck a D.I.C.K.
I'm young nicolas, my style rediculous
I herd your money funny, well mommy I'm ticklish
I gotta laugh. I gotta laugh at it
I always got crack I guess I'm a crack addict
[Talking:]
I don't know man, I think these bitches is real scared right now, like dam I got these bitches shaking in they boots man,
Dirty money, ayo pri, bring the next verse in my nigga
[Verse:]
I used to make a dollar stretch like a pilati, now I gotta play the potty n it's up in ginadi
Gotta push the masserati, candy paint on the body
Making money off the hobby, taking flicks in the lobby
I'm in the future, I'm ahead of my time
And you can't duplicate me I'm like one of a kind
They think I'm making fun of them when I b like nahh nahh nah nah
Thas the track lil mama look nahh nahh nah nah
Do wat I do it, like I do it for the tv
Bitches must be blind cause these bitches can see me
Do it all for gp, tell em to suck a pee pee
Monday LA tuesday I'm in DC
Get a ticket or u only get a snippet
If you write your lyrics lil mama I can dig it
I show u how I do it
What do s really magic
Abra cadab tricks are for kids silly rabbit
Warning lyrics - Nicki Minaj
[Verse 1: Nicki]
Who da hell is this?
Callin me at 12:47 in the night
While I'm watchin the fight.
Lookin at the phone it's no name in sight
Blocked ID, knew somethin just wasn't right
It's my girl Kandi from out in Miami
Tellin me that my man with some bitch in a Camry
Car seat in the back like he started a family
Yo Kan stop playin what the fuck are you sayin?
Remember them chicks from da Brick 'round nine six
That we seen when we hit a lick by the projects?
Oh, you mean Leah, little sister Maria
I use to go see her in front of the Pizzeria
I didn't say them, they schooled to some bitch that you knew from back when some bitch named Kim
Light skinned flim use to rock a low rim.
Followed them to the crib, but the lights real dim
They hit me on the chirp warning me now I'm warning you
What's it gonna be?
Nicki tell me what you wanna do
[Chorus:]
Damn I'm a have to send her to her maker [x3]
I'm a send her to her maker [x2]
[Verse 2: Nicki]
They heard about his good sex and long erections
Nice complexion, Magnums for protection
They even heard about his tongue game
How the nigga gave brain ain't stopped 'til the cum came
But that's words of Hip Hop ?
I popped the bitch top, like a corona
CALL A CORINA, it's gonna be a lot of black dresses and chest vest's if I find out he got a next Mrs.
What you think all the goons is for
Two by the door a few more out in New York
And I feel 'em curry chicken, I'm all about my green NAW MEAN? Got some fat bitches in the kitchen
I got a spot like OX and we cook OX tail got a scale for what's in the mail
I got whatever on my nigga Pail, But if the nigga bail
I'll have 'em sleepin with some killa whales
Damn bitches wanna fuck with my man on the other hand things ain't always what you plan
It's the ones up in ya Prom picture
So long with'cha
Now they wanna creep in ya mans jeep
I bet you Nicki won't sleep
Cause I'm a put the heat to ya beak, you'll bird like TWEET TWEET
And watch you smoke like a cigarette
Shoulda left the bitch a pack of Nicorette
Leave all them foul bitches wet
I give a fuck about you and ya bum crew
Mami I'm the truth they salute when I come threw
I'm not runnin bitch I bust my gun and hold on I hear somebody comin
[Three Knocks]
POLICE OPEN UP!
[Nicki:]
Shit, that bitch Kandi set me up yo
Pass the A.R. lemme let these cowards have it
Who da hell is this?
Callin me at 12:47 in the night
While I'm watchin the fight.
Lookin at the phone it's no name in sight
Blocked ID, knew somethin just wasn't right
It's my girl Kandi from out in Miami
Tellin me that my man with some bitch in a Camry
Car seat in the back like he started a family
Yo Kan stop playin what the fuck are you sayin?
Remember them chicks from da Brick 'round nine six
That we seen when we hit a lick by the projects?
Oh, you mean Leah, little sister Maria
I use to go see her in front of the Pizzeria
I didn't say them, they schooled to some bitch that you knew from back when some bitch named Kim
Light skinned flim use to rock a low rim.
Followed them to the crib, but the lights real dim
They hit me on the chirp warning me now I'm warning you
What's it gonna be?
Nicki tell me what you wanna do
[Chorus:]
Damn I'm a have to send her to her maker [x3]
I'm a send her to her maker [x2]
[Verse 2: Nicki]
They heard about his good sex and long erections
Nice complexion, Magnums for protection
They even heard about his tongue game
How the nigga gave brain ain't stopped 'til the cum came
But that's words of Hip Hop ?
I popped the bitch top, like a corona
CALL A CORINA, it's gonna be a lot of black dresses and chest vest's if I find out he got a next Mrs.
What you think all the goons is for
Two by the door a few more out in New York
And I feel 'em curry chicken, I'm all about my green NAW MEAN? Got some fat bitches in the kitchen
I got a spot like OX and we cook OX tail got a scale for what's in the mail
I got whatever on my nigga Pail, But if the nigga bail
I'll have 'em sleepin with some killa whales
Damn bitches wanna fuck with my man on the other hand things ain't always what you plan
It's the ones up in ya Prom picture
So long with'cha
Now they wanna creep in ya mans jeep
I bet you Nicki won't sleep
Cause I'm a put the heat to ya beak, you'll bird like TWEET TWEET
And watch you smoke like a cigarette
Shoulda left the bitch a pack of Nicorette
Leave all them foul bitches wet
I give a fuck about you and ya bum crew
Mami I'm the truth they salute when I come threw
I'm not runnin bitch I bust my gun and hold on I hear somebody comin
[Three Knocks]
POLICE OPEN UP!
[Nicki:]
Shit, that bitch Kandi set me up yo
Pass the A.R. lemme let these cowards have it
N.I.G.G.A.S. lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Angel De-Mar)
[Nicki Minaj:]
This is for my niggas that did bids
All uh my niggas that's doin time, for some shit that they ain't did
This is for my niggas that wild out
All uh my niggas that ride out, All my niggas that hide out
This is for my niggas that buy weight
Niggas that leave on Monday, come back on a Friday
This is for my niggas that get high
All uh my niggas that get by, All my niggas that get fly
This is for my niggas that cop dutches
All uh my niggas throwin it up on them bikes n pop clutches
This is for my niggas that don't snitch
All uh my niggas that don't bitch, All my niggas that tore fifths
This is for my niggas that don't cry
All uh my niggas that don't smile, All my niggas that don't lie
This is for my niggas that take care
All uh dey kids order some bids, N take em to daycare
This is for my niggas that don't settle
All uh my niggas that push pedals, All my niggas with gold medals
This is for my niggas that play ball
Niggas that wanna get in the game so they niggas can cake off
This is for my niggas that gave up
All uh my niggas that's laid up And ya mind is made up
This is for the borough of Sean Bell (Rest In Peace)
All uh my niggas with strong will, All my niggas that gone kill
This is for my niggas than stand up
All uh my niggas that's gon fight All my niggas that man up (C'mon)
This is for my niggas with big dreams
All uh my niggas in sick jeans, That be spittin they sixteens
This is for the Tims n, This is for the Brims n
This is for the Trims n, This is for the rims n
This is for the kings n, This is for the bosses
This is for the blings n, Niggas in the Porches
This one's for Malcolm, This one's for Martin
Wish I coulda thanks them, Look what they started
This is cause I'm tired uh losin (Tired of losing)
Even though my music is crack, Guess I'm tired of using
It's like I'm tired of rappin it & I ain't even rapped yet
I'm Tired n I'm askin am I Ready for the rapture see
I'm just a little girl, Caught in a mixed up world
Shoutout my girls that be callin me sista girl
All of you silence
For all of this violence
For all of my mens that's locked in the pens
And trapped in the silence
[Angel De-Mar:]
I aee you, I see you, I see you, I see you, I seee youu
I see you, I see you, I see you, I see you, I seeee youuu
[Nicki Minaj & Anel De-Mar:]
Hold On (I See You) Hold On Hold On
Hold On Hold On Hold On Hold On Hold On
Keep trying
Kee-eep tryy-yinnn'
This is for my niggas that did bids
All uh my niggas that's doin time, for some shit that they ain't did
This is for my niggas that wild out
All uh my niggas that ride out, All my niggas that hide out
This is for my niggas that buy weight
Niggas that leave on Monday, come back on a Friday
This is for my niggas that get high
All uh my niggas that get by, All my niggas that get fly
This is for my niggas that cop dutches
All uh my niggas throwin it up on them bikes n pop clutches
This is for my niggas that don't snitch
All uh my niggas that don't bitch, All my niggas that tore fifths
This is for my niggas that don't cry
All uh my niggas that don't smile, All my niggas that don't lie
This is for my niggas that take care
All uh dey kids order some bids, N take em to daycare
This is for my niggas that don't settle
All uh my niggas that push pedals, All my niggas with gold medals
This is for my niggas that play ball
Niggas that wanna get in the game so they niggas can cake off
This is for my niggas that gave up
All uh my niggas that's laid up And ya mind is made up
This is for the borough of Sean Bell (Rest In Peace)
All uh my niggas with strong will, All my niggas that gone kill
This is for my niggas than stand up
All uh my niggas that's gon fight All my niggas that man up (C'mon)
This is for my niggas with big dreams
All uh my niggas in sick jeans, That be spittin they sixteens
This is for the Tims n, This is for the Brims n
This is for the Trims n, This is for the rims n
This is for the kings n, This is for the bosses
This is for the blings n, Niggas in the Porches
This one's for Malcolm, This one's for Martin
Wish I coulda thanks them, Look what they started
This is cause I'm tired uh losin (Tired of losing)
Even though my music is crack, Guess I'm tired of using
It's like I'm tired of rappin it & I ain't even rapped yet
I'm Tired n I'm askin am I Ready for the rapture see
I'm just a little girl, Caught in a mixed up world
Shoutout my girls that be callin me sista girl
All of you silence
For all of this violence
For all of my mens that's locked in the pens
And trapped in the silence
[Angel De-Mar:]
I aee you, I see you, I see you, I see you, I seee youu
I see you, I see you, I see you, I see you, I seeee youuu
[Nicki Minaj & Anel De-Mar:]
Hold On (I See You) Hold On Hold On
Hold On Hold On Hold On Hold On Hold On
Keep trying
Kee-eep tryy-yinnn'
Letcha Go lyrics - Nicki Minaj
[VERSE 1:]
Babe boy you must got nicki twisted
I would've left before but you insisted
Said that I was your all and I believed you
That's why it hurts to the core I gotta leave you
How could you love me and humiliate me
You ain't my man don't affiliate me
With all your plans cause you really made me
A lil bitch when that really ain't me
Mondays was the fun days
From the slum to the runway
Runs in the hyundai
Niggas didn't have your money it was gun play
Used to tell me to listen to what a thug say
At night I would sleep on you
And I guess I did sleep on you
Cause when they said it I said creep on who
No not my boo
Ain't what he gon do
[CHORUS:]
Oh now you wanna be with me
But you can't be with me
Boy leave me alone
You know you did me wrong
So I gotta letcha go
If you wanted me in your life
You shoulda treated me right
Boy leave me alone
You know you did me wrong
So I gotta letcha go
[VERSE 2:]
Why you saying you ain't feel her
You was in the villa
She was in the white chinchilla
You was sippin on a miller
My bitch pam had the hidden cam like killa
Funny how ya win some
Ya lose some
Never worry where your income would come from
Cause no matter where you was I held you down
Up north to uptown
So how you sound
Now you all up in my face bout you make mistakes
If I'da known you was fake I'da laced your steak
Strick nine one time in your welchs grape
Quit lying
Why you lying
I watched the tape
Now get up out my dressing room
Give me some f'ing room
Go get your mind right and take it as a lesson learned
Just like usher nigga you gon have to let it burn
To the left and I ain't talkin about jigga girl
[CHORUS:]
Oh now you wanna be with me
But you can't be with me
Boy leave me alone
You know you did me wrong
So I gotta letcha go
If you wanted me in your life
You shoulda treated me right
Boy leave me alone
You know you did me wrong
So I gotta letcha go
Babe boy you must got nicki twisted
I would've left before but you insisted
Said that I was your all and I believed you
That's why it hurts to the core I gotta leave you
How could you love me and humiliate me
You ain't my man don't affiliate me
With all your plans cause you really made me
A lil bitch when that really ain't me
Mondays was the fun days
From the slum to the runway
Runs in the hyundai
Niggas didn't have your money it was gun play
Used to tell me to listen to what a thug say
At night I would sleep on you
And I guess I did sleep on you
Cause when they said it I said creep on who
No not my boo
Ain't what he gon do
[CHORUS:]
Oh now you wanna be with me
But you can't be with me
Boy leave me alone
You know you did me wrong
So I gotta letcha go
If you wanted me in your life
You shoulda treated me right
Boy leave me alone
You know you did me wrong
So I gotta letcha go
[VERSE 2:]
Why you saying you ain't feel her
You was in the villa
She was in the white chinchilla
You was sippin on a miller
My bitch pam had the hidden cam like killa
Funny how ya win some
Ya lose some
Never worry where your income would come from
Cause no matter where you was I held you down
Up north to uptown
So how you sound
Now you all up in my face bout you make mistakes
If I'da known you was fake I'da laced your steak
Strick nine one time in your welchs grape
Quit lying
Why you lying
I watched the tape
Now get up out my dressing room
Give me some f'ing room
Go get your mind right and take it as a lesson learned
Just like usher nigga you gon have to let it burn
To the left and I ain't talkin about jigga girl
[CHORUS:]
Oh now you wanna be with me
But you can't be with me
Boy leave me alone
You know you did me wrong
So I gotta letcha go
If you wanted me in your life
You shoulda treated me right
Boy leave me alone
You know you did me wrong
So I gotta letcha go
Sticks In My Bun lyrics - Nicki Minaj
[Chorus:]
I done put two sticks in my bun
So they recognize me when I come
I'm D-M-C like Run
Listen mami I'm the muthafuckin one
[Verse:]
You don't like me you just like my flow
Just booked a show but I might not go
Nigga said he didn't have a pole for my hoe
Damn why a nigga tryna fuck up my dough
When it come to me it be like they go
They tell me to stop but I'm like hell no
Now everybody watch my M-O
Nicki been hot since you rock shell tops
Yessir
Ha ha ha ha
Gotta laugh at that
Bitch give me the ball I'm a pass it back
Spit nothin but crack got bags of that
When it come to rap I master that
[Chorus:]
I done put two sticks in my bun
So they recognize me when I come
I'm D-M-C like Run
Listen mami I'm the muthafuckin one
I done put two sticks in my bun
So they recognize me when I come
I'm D-M-C like Run
Listen mami I'm the muthafuckin one
[Verse:]
You can spot me from a mile away
Nicki sexy any time of day
Word on the street is that I'm chinese
No lil mama I'm just high off haze
Don't fuck a dude if a dude don't pay
Don't suck a dude if a dude dirty
When it come to you gotta look purty
Sit up in the groove get your weave curly, hey
Sim simma
Pass me the keys to my beemer
Wish I had a booty like Trina
Nigga get your green up
Stay in the sky like Nina
Flights to Japan, Tiran and Korea
[Chorus:]
I done put two sticks in my bun
So they recognize me when I come
I'm D-M-C like Run
Listen mami I'm the muthafuckin one
I done put two sticks in my bun
So they recognize me when I come
I'm D-M-C like Run
Listen mami I'm the muthafuckin one
I done put two sticks in my bun
So they recognize me when I come
I'm D-M-C like Run
Listen mami I'm the muthafuckin one
[Verse:]
You don't like me you just like my flow
Just booked a show but I might not go
Nigga said he didn't have a pole for my hoe
Damn why a nigga tryna fuck up my dough
When it come to me it be like they go
They tell me to stop but I'm like hell no
Now everybody watch my M-O
Nicki been hot since you rock shell tops
Yessir
Ha ha ha ha
Gotta laugh at that
Bitch give me the ball I'm a pass it back
Spit nothin but crack got bags of that
When it come to rap I master that
[Chorus:]
I done put two sticks in my bun
So they recognize me when I come
I'm D-M-C like Run
Listen mami I'm the muthafuckin one
I done put two sticks in my bun
So they recognize me when I come
I'm D-M-C like Run
Listen mami I'm the muthafuckin one
[Verse:]
You can spot me from a mile away
Nicki sexy any time of day
Word on the street is that I'm chinese
No lil mama I'm just high off haze
Don't fuck a dude if a dude don't pay
Don't suck a dude if a dude dirty
When it come to you gotta look purty
Sit up in the groove get your weave curly, hey
Sim simma
Pass me the keys to my beemer
Wish I had a booty like Trina
Nigga get your green up
Stay in the sky like Nina
Flights to Japan, Tiran and Korea
[Chorus:]
I done put two sticks in my bun
So they recognize me when I come
I'm D-M-C like Run
Listen mami I'm the muthafuckin one
I done put two sticks in my bun
So they recognize me when I come
I'm D-M-C like Run
Listen mami I'm the muthafuckin one
Im Cumin lyrics - Nicki Minaj
[Verse 1:]
Okaye okaye okaye okaye (I'm cominnnnn)
Now whose hot, whose not? Shorty du whoop, it's
Cool you blood clot, (COOL), you come to the spot see if you
Don't get got, see if you don't get got when the semi go cop,
I'm like ayee what the fuck a bitch think? (uh huh) Nick, you know ain't nuttin changed but
My wink (okaye), pink on pink everything insync, I write pretty lyrics every pen pink ink,
I'm representin all my girls, niggas double up, I don't play around I'm a have to
Shut 'er down, run up into town I'm a have to get the crown, I'm the Youngs Queens
Bitch with the platinum sound, None of ya girls can steal my shine, Fendi brought me to
The game, Now I'm in my prime (yup), stay humble, stay low, stay on the grind
I don't needa a light but I stay in the lime,
[Hook:]
When I tell em that I'm cumin I'm cumin
Rap bitches in the game always huffin and puffin
(Damn) why these bitches always frontin for nuthin
Fuck around I'm a have these bitches runnin from suttin [x2]
[Verse 2:]
Guess what Nicki spit crack like yayo, yup matter fact when I rap
It okayo, Come through the hood all the boys say ayo, lettuce and tomato
Don't forget the mayo, Words in the street that Nicki don't play doe,
Bitches pop shit but they soft like play dough, gotta lotta banks so she wanna be
Me, I gotta full tank little momma on E, I fly first class overseas on this BB, snapple
In my hand and it's strawberry kiwi, I ain't even make it, and these girls wanna be me
You Mrs. Me too like you always say me me, I'm who they believe in, mami
Don't even, Soon as I put the keys in I switch like seasons, get a couple beats from my
Nigga dough bezy, why would I go hard when this shit is so easy,
[Hook x2]
Okaye okaye okaye okaye (I'm cominnnnn)
Now whose hot, whose not? Shorty du whoop, it's
Cool you blood clot, (COOL), you come to the spot see if you
Don't get got, see if you don't get got when the semi go cop,
I'm like ayee what the fuck a bitch think? (uh huh) Nick, you know ain't nuttin changed but
My wink (okaye), pink on pink everything insync, I write pretty lyrics every pen pink ink,
I'm representin all my girls, niggas double up, I don't play around I'm a have to
Shut 'er down, run up into town I'm a have to get the crown, I'm the Youngs Queens
Bitch with the platinum sound, None of ya girls can steal my shine, Fendi brought me to
The game, Now I'm in my prime (yup), stay humble, stay low, stay on the grind
I don't needa a light but I stay in the lime,
[Hook:]
When I tell em that I'm cumin I'm cumin
Rap bitches in the game always huffin and puffin
(Damn) why these bitches always frontin for nuthin
Fuck around I'm a have these bitches runnin from suttin [x2]
[Verse 2:]
Guess what Nicki spit crack like yayo, yup matter fact when I rap
It okayo, Come through the hood all the boys say ayo, lettuce and tomato
Don't forget the mayo, Words in the street that Nicki don't play doe,
Bitches pop shit but they soft like play dough, gotta lotta banks so she wanna be
Me, I gotta full tank little momma on E, I fly first class overseas on this BB, snapple
In my hand and it's strawberry kiwi, I ain't even make it, and these girls wanna be me
You Mrs. Me too like you always say me me, I'm who they believe in, mami
Don't even, Soon as I put the keys in I switch like seasons, get a couple beats from my
Nigga dough bezy, why would I go hard when this shit is so easy,
[Hook x2]
Hood Story lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Lemme tell a lil story bout dis dude I knew
He sed he used to qo to skool out in L.I.U
He sed he'd make me a bet
He'd own his own jet
Nd he'd show me dha city
From a bird eye view
Sed he came from Jamaica
He had a lil paper
He owned a couple acres
Nd den I cauqht dha rapist
Dhats how we qot toqether
On dha bike
Late nite
Kawasaki leathers
He used to wine nd dine me
Dom nd sex
Nd we be arm nd armor
Mani dress
See I ain't need a leprechaun
Or 4 leaf clover
I jus woke up one mornin
Nd he copped dha rover
See I knew about dem qirls he had bac den
But I wasz qettin money I ain't care bout dem
Becuz dey wasz qettin G'd
I had N's
I used to split ma dividends with all my friends
Ckuz I wasz in dha lounqe
Dey wasz in dha greyhound
Like in and out a town
Movin coke by dha pound like
Quess it didn't sOund rite
Ckuz dem bitches wasz mad
Started plottin
Tryna qet wat I had
See ma homeqirl Teisha
Sed dhat keisha with dha real black lips
Used to smoke dhat reefa
Sum bitch name Dawn
Used to fuq LaiQwan
Nd alicia with dha chinky eyes
Used to be with freaky Ty
Lived across dha street
From dis niqqa name tiki diamond
Yea chicken noodle bitches
Like a pack of Ramen
Dey had it out 4 me
Kidnapp ma brother
At dha rucker
Ckuz he used 2 put it down 4 mi
[Talkinq: Nikki Minaj]
O ma qOd dey cauqht Brandon
I qOt his picture in dha mail
He wasz rawkin a Vanson
But no sad bitch
We qot surveillance on dha mansion
Nd we qon need 30 million for dha ransom
[Talkinq: man]
Chu bumbaclaat
Yuh si all me now who
Mi ah kill off ah pussy
Mi ah qet him boc to whom
Mi nuh romp wid a mon chu!
He sed he used to qo to skool out in L.I.U
He sed he'd make me a bet
He'd own his own jet
Nd he'd show me dha city
From a bird eye view
Sed he came from Jamaica
He had a lil paper
He owned a couple acres
Nd den I cauqht dha rapist
Dhats how we qot toqether
On dha bike
Late nite
Kawasaki leathers
He used to wine nd dine me
Dom nd sex
Nd we be arm nd armor
Mani dress
See I ain't need a leprechaun
Or 4 leaf clover
I jus woke up one mornin
Nd he copped dha rover
See I knew about dem qirls he had bac den
But I wasz qettin money I ain't care bout dem
Becuz dey wasz qettin G'd
I had N's
I used to split ma dividends with all my friends
Ckuz I wasz in dha lounqe
Dey wasz in dha greyhound
Like in and out a town
Movin coke by dha pound like
Quess it didn't sOund rite
Ckuz dem bitches wasz mad
Started plottin
Tryna qet wat I had
See ma homeqirl Teisha
Sed dhat keisha with dha real black lips
Used to smoke dhat reefa
Sum bitch name Dawn
Used to fuq LaiQwan
Nd alicia with dha chinky eyes
Used to be with freaky Ty
Lived across dha street
From dis niqqa name tiki diamond
Yea chicken noodle bitches
Like a pack of Ramen
Dey had it out 4 me
Kidnapp ma brother
At dha rucker
Ckuz he used 2 put it down 4 mi
[Talkinq: Nikki Minaj]
O ma qOd dey cauqht Brandon
I qOt his picture in dha mail
He wasz rawkin a Vanson
But no sad bitch
We qot surveillance on dha mansion
Nd we qon need 30 million for dha ransom
[Talkinq: man]
Chu bumbaclaat
Yuh si all me now who
Mi ah kill off ah pussy
Mi ah qet him boc to whom
Mi nuh romp wid a mon chu!
Beef Stew lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Just when they thought I was done for the summer
Came out the cupboard show my ass like a plumber,
Ain't chinese but you worth 2 dolla, Tee get the bleach I'm a
Show my true ca-la, tell a nigga holla in the peach I'm-pala,
Only if he give good brain like a scho-la, a-la, a-la, a-la eyy
Knock ya top off like a holla-day, dang lilttle momma I should be
In your pot, cause everywhere I go they sayin Nicki your hot, I catch more
Eyes then the letter with the dot, supersize fries my pies better be hot,
She got it twisted like a cock-eyed bitch, that's why I be in Mr.Chows you
A Popeyes bitch, you the type to get some money go spend it on some boots,
Save just enough for some douche for ya cooch, it ain't about money
You ain't speakin my lang, cuttin any bitch off if she enter my lane, and
It really ain't a thang, when I bang I bang and the goons swing by like
Orangatangs, fuck wrong with you I am the don da da, show you how to do it
Like I'm ya mu-mudda, you can't beat me so don't duh da da da, soft like butta
And NO I don't stutta, you Romeo and I'm Master P, that's why they mention
Me first then ya afta me, (NEXT!) I'm the up and comin that the streets talk about,
I'm the 22 slugga make a bitch walk it out, Nicki get it poppin like I came unannounced,
Stay with a goon and my goon dumbin out, so first thing first I'm the queen of the cool,
I could cook crack or cook a mean beef stew, (ha hahaha aha) what cha gonna do?
I could cook crack or cook a mean beef stew(beef stew beef stew) what cha gon'
Do? I could cook crack or cook a mean beef stew (chyea chyea)
[Outro: Nicki - talkin]
I am the president, I am the president,
Dirty money, Queens New york is in the muthafuckin building building building
Building building building building building (haha ahah ha) You gotta love me
Mayne, Gravey what up?! Get ya fatass in the booth nigga (chyea)
Uh huh uh huh uh huh now walk it out
Came out the cupboard show my ass like a plumber,
Ain't chinese but you worth 2 dolla, Tee get the bleach I'm a
Show my true ca-la, tell a nigga holla in the peach I'm-pala,
Only if he give good brain like a scho-la, a-la, a-la, a-la eyy
Knock ya top off like a holla-day, dang lilttle momma I should be
In your pot, cause everywhere I go they sayin Nicki your hot, I catch more
Eyes then the letter with the dot, supersize fries my pies better be hot,
She got it twisted like a cock-eyed bitch, that's why I be in Mr.Chows you
A Popeyes bitch, you the type to get some money go spend it on some boots,
Save just enough for some douche for ya cooch, it ain't about money
You ain't speakin my lang, cuttin any bitch off if she enter my lane, and
It really ain't a thang, when I bang I bang and the goons swing by like
Orangatangs, fuck wrong with you I am the don da da, show you how to do it
Like I'm ya mu-mudda, you can't beat me so don't duh da da da, soft like butta
And NO I don't stutta, you Romeo and I'm Master P, that's why they mention
Me first then ya afta me, (NEXT!) I'm the up and comin that the streets talk about,
I'm the 22 slugga make a bitch walk it out, Nicki get it poppin like I came unannounced,
Stay with a goon and my goon dumbin out, so first thing first I'm the queen of the cool,
I could cook crack or cook a mean beef stew, (ha hahaha aha) what cha gonna do?
I could cook crack or cook a mean beef stew(beef stew beef stew) what cha gon'
Do? I could cook crack or cook a mean beef stew (chyea chyea)
[Outro: Nicki - talkin]
I am the president, I am the president,
Dirty money, Queens New york is in the muthafuckin building building building
Building building building building building (haha ahah ha) You gotta love me
Mayne, Gravey what up?! Get ya fatass in the booth nigga (chyea)
Uh huh uh huh uh huh now walk it out
Cupid's Got A Gun lyrics - Nicki Minaj (with Shanell)
[Shanell]
You watched me fall
Stood over me as I hit the ground
Then he whispered his name in my ear
Such a dark familiar sound
[Shanell - Chorus]
Cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Now who said he's a lover
Really he's a murderer
[Nicki Minaj]
Why you crush, crush, crush my heart?
Why when I leave you crush my car (?)
Why you crush, crush, crush my heart?
Why when I leave you crush my car (?)
mma put on my long poofy skirt
Man I should have known he would do me dirt
So miserable i’ma stomp through the puddle
Cupid’s got a weapon gotta part with the devil
Tell him that i’m done tell him that i’m not here
Hit him with the lamp i’ma hit him with a chair
throw two sign im done with son
slo mo as the bullet raise from the gun.
[Shanell]
I I I I thought I could trust him
But I I I I didn't see it coming
Cos cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Now who said he's a lover
Really he's a murderer
I should have known
By the way he took my breath away
And the way he held me
Often hurt me
He told me love was pain
I saw the winding road
Spinning out of control
Surrendered to his wrong direction
Now I don't know where to go
Cos cupid's got a gun
Cupid's got a gun
Now who said he's a lover
Really he's a murderer
Cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Now who said he's a lover
Really he's a murderer
You watched me fall
Stood over me as I hit the ground
Then he whispered his name in my ear
Such a dark familiar sound
[Shanell - Chorus]
Cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Now who said he's a lover
Really he's a murderer
[Nicki Minaj]
Why you crush, crush, crush my heart?
Why when I leave you crush my car (?)
Why you crush, crush, crush my heart?
Why when I leave you crush my car (?)
mma put on my long poofy skirt
Man I should have known he would do me dirt
So miserable i’ma stomp through the puddle
Cupid’s got a weapon gotta part with the devil
Tell him that i’m done tell him that i’m not here
Hit him with the lamp i’ma hit him with a chair
throw two sign im done with son
slo mo as the bullet raise from the gun.
[Shanell]
I I I I thought I could trust him
But I I I I didn't see it coming
Cos cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Now who said he's a lover
Really he's a murderer
I should have known
By the way he took my breath away
And the way he held me
Often hurt me
He told me love was pain
I saw the winding road
Spinning out of control
Surrendered to his wrong direction
Now I don't know where to go
Cos cupid's got a gun
Cupid's got a gun
Now who said he's a lover
Really he's a murderer
Cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Now who said he's a lover
Really he's a murderer
I Just Borrow lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. RU Spits)
Okay so what's a Barbie to do, I mean?
It's like, it's like I'm the baddest Barbie in the fucking world
I mean, this is some vintage Nicki Minaj shit, throwback shit
I mean come on now it's Barbie bitch!
[RU Spits:]
I don't got a dollar tonight, I'll just borrow
Please let me in I'll bring you back tomorrow
I'm tryna leave here with America's Top Model
And I ain't got to spit no game I pop bottles
[Nicki Minaj:]
I ain't got a man sometimes I do borrow
Don't care about your cars, your jewels, or your cash (nope)
Make my own ends in a bubblegum Benz
I ain't feeling your style but I'll fuck your friend (whoop!)
[RU Spits:]
Trick you crazy
Tryna play me
Way cooler than AC's
Your boy be cakey
Roll hard like Stake Key
Dimes embrace me
Lace me, they bring the whip cream to taste me
If I buy you a drink you gotta compensate me
Damn girl you bootyful, I mean beautiful
Me and you together ain't no telling what we could do
Flee for a week or two, you can bring your peoples too
Bullshit or not, I ain't even got a reason to
When I smoke clear my dear I'm tryna leave with chu
Slitho B's the keys, I get the vehicle
Pull up to the front
I'm a roll another blunt (whoo!)
[RU Spits:]
I don't got a dollar tonight I'll just borrow
Please let me in I'll bring you back tomorrow
I'm tryna leave here with America's Top Model
And I ain't got to spit no game I pop bottles
[Nicki Minaj:]
I ain't got a man sometimes I do borrow
Don't care about your cars, your jewels, or your cash (nope)
Make my own ends in a bubblegum Benz
I ain't feeling your style but I'll fuck your friend
[Nicki Minaj:]
Listen play boy, boy
I don't know why you tryna play the girl like a toy, toy
I don't care 'bout your ends that you spend boy
I'm tryna holla at your friend he a ten boy
Look, you see Christian Dior on my tits
I don't care if you spit, I don't care if your name RU Spits
Nicki you still a brew chick
But I rock with cha fella like the S Dot Kidd
Niggas wanna know her but a bitch so cocky
"Miss bow for her" 'cause my wrists so rocky
Who gon' top me?
Who gon' stop me?
Nickname shippy TV that where they watch me
[RU Spits:]
I don't got a dollar tonight I'll just borrow
Please let me in I'll bring you back tomorrow
I'm tryna leave here with America's Top Model
And I ain't got to spit no game I pop bottles
[Nicki Minaj:]
I ain't got a man sometimes I do borrow
Don't care about your cars, your jewels, or your cash (nope)
Make my own ends in a bubblegum Benz
I ain't feeling your style but I'll fuck your friend
[RU Spits:]
Spits the kid that'll hit em' and dodge
I need a chick that me rip right in my homie garage
You know the type?
[Nicki Minaj:]
Not Nicki Miraj
[RU Spits:]
Yeah right
Let me bring you to a place we can party all night
[Nicki Minaj:]
Look family, I don't think you understand me
Hold on a minute tell you what the plan be
Think it's 'bout time you moved on to plan B
You can catch me, where your man be
[RU Spits:]
Aight, listen boo, you ain't gon' be dissin RU
If you feeling my dude let's pull a little switch-a-roo
Send your friend over she get hit with some pimpin' too
'Bout to make moves, let me know, what you wan do?
[RU Spits:]
I don't got a dollar tonight I'll just borrow
Please let me in I'll bring you back tomorrow
I'm tryna leave here with America's Top Model
And I ain't got to spit no game I pop bottles
It's like, it's like I'm the baddest Barbie in the fucking world
I mean, this is some vintage Nicki Minaj shit, throwback shit
I mean come on now it's Barbie bitch!
[RU Spits:]
I don't got a dollar tonight, I'll just borrow
Please let me in I'll bring you back tomorrow
I'm tryna leave here with America's Top Model
And I ain't got to spit no game I pop bottles
[Nicki Minaj:]
I ain't got a man sometimes I do borrow
Don't care about your cars, your jewels, or your cash (nope)
Make my own ends in a bubblegum Benz
I ain't feeling your style but I'll fuck your friend (whoop!)
[RU Spits:]
Trick you crazy
Tryna play me
Way cooler than AC's
Your boy be cakey
Roll hard like Stake Key
Dimes embrace me
Lace me, they bring the whip cream to taste me
If I buy you a drink you gotta compensate me
Damn girl you bootyful, I mean beautiful
Me and you together ain't no telling what we could do
Flee for a week or two, you can bring your peoples too
Bullshit or not, I ain't even got a reason to
When I smoke clear my dear I'm tryna leave with chu
Slitho B's the keys, I get the vehicle
Pull up to the front
I'm a roll another blunt (whoo!)
[RU Spits:]
I don't got a dollar tonight I'll just borrow
Please let me in I'll bring you back tomorrow
I'm tryna leave here with America's Top Model
And I ain't got to spit no game I pop bottles
[Nicki Minaj:]
I ain't got a man sometimes I do borrow
Don't care about your cars, your jewels, or your cash (nope)
Make my own ends in a bubblegum Benz
I ain't feeling your style but I'll fuck your friend
[Nicki Minaj:]
Listen play boy, boy
I don't know why you tryna play the girl like a toy, toy
I don't care 'bout your ends that you spend boy
I'm tryna holla at your friend he a ten boy
Look, you see Christian Dior on my tits
I don't care if you spit, I don't care if your name RU Spits
Nicki you still a brew chick
But I rock with cha fella like the S Dot Kidd
Niggas wanna know her but a bitch so cocky
"Miss bow for her" 'cause my wrists so rocky
Who gon' top me?
Who gon' stop me?
Nickname shippy TV that where they watch me
[RU Spits:]
I don't got a dollar tonight I'll just borrow
Please let me in I'll bring you back tomorrow
I'm tryna leave here with America's Top Model
And I ain't got to spit no game I pop bottles
[Nicki Minaj:]
I ain't got a man sometimes I do borrow
Don't care about your cars, your jewels, or your cash (nope)
Make my own ends in a bubblegum Benz
I ain't feeling your style but I'll fuck your friend
[RU Spits:]
Spits the kid that'll hit em' and dodge
I need a chick that me rip right in my homie garage
You know the type?
[Nicki Minaj:]
Not Nicki Miraj
[RU Spits:]
Yeah right
Let me bring you to a place we can party all night
[Nicki Minaj:]
Look family, I don't think you understand me
Hold on a minute tell you what the plan be
Think it's 'bout time you moved on to plan B
You can catch me, where your man be
[RU Spits:]
Aight, listen boo, you ain't gon' be dissin RU
If you feeling my dude let's pull a little switch-a-roo
Send your friend over she get hit with some pimpin' too
'Bout to make moves, let me know, what you wan do?
[RU Spits:]
I don't got a dollar tonight I'll just borrow
Please let me in I'll bring you back tomorrow
I'm tryna leave here with America's Top Model
And I ain't got to spit no game I pop bottles
Ice Cream Man lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Ch-ch-ch-cherries on the top man
B-butterscotch jam
P-put me some nuts in the cups
That's what's up man
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream man
Such a thug boo
I like your truck too
When I get older I'mma come over and fuck you
'Cuz that's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream man
That's my ice cream man, my rubber band man
Like to rock a bandana, and, and
He need an antenna
The way they watch him
Be cuter than Santana
Ice cream man, make my ice cream quickly
Imma let it sit, I like my ice cream slippery
Hickory, Dickory, call me Mike Vickory
Imma bad bitch, woof woof, I'm so thickory
Can I lick your, can I lick your ice cream cone
Do it like E.T. I make a nigga phone home
I really like vanilla, but my favorite color chocolate
Chocolate, chocolate, gargle it and gargle it
Ch-ch-ch-cherries on the top man
B-butterscotch jam
P-put me some nuts in the cups
That's what's up man
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream man
Such a thug boo
I like your truck too
When I get older I'mma come over and fuck you
'Cuz that's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream man
(Look what you're doing to me)
My ice cream man, 'cuz I can make him scream
Like a Summer Jam fan. And, and he tellaban tan
He fuck with young Nicki, since I came from Band Camp
Ice cream man, make my ice cream quick
They nominate Nick, I like Mahagondal thick
Just put a lot of nuts, Imma lick it off the tip
I fuck with real thugs, I'm not a Chippendale chixx
Now if you see my man, that's my ice cream man
Cuz I never grow up, I'm just like Peter Pan
Baskin Robins, turkey hill buyers
That other bitch bologna
So I call her Oscar Meyer
Ch-ch-ch-cherries on the top man
B-butterscotch jam
P-put me some nuts in the cups
That's what's up man
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream man
Such a thug boo
I like your truck too
When I get older I'mma come over and fuck you
'Cuz that's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream man
B-butterscotch jam
P-put me some nuts in the cups
That's what's up man
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream man
Such a thug boo
I like your truck too
When I get older I'mma come over and fuck you
'Cuz that's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream man
That's my ice cream man, my rubber band man
Like to rock a bandana, and, and
He need an antenna
The way they watch him
Be cuter than Santana
Ice cream man, make my ice cream quickly
Imma let it sit, I like my ice cream slippery
Hickory, Dickory, call me Mike Vickory
Imma bad bitch, woof woof, I'm so thickory
Can I lick your, can I lick your ice cream cone
Do it like E.T. I make a nigga phone home
I really like vanilla, but my favorite color chocolate
Chocolate, chocolate, gargle it and gargle it
Ch-ch-ch-cherries on the top man
B-butterscotch jam
P-put me some nuts in the cups
That's what's up man
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream man
Such a thug boo
I like your truck too
When I get older I'mma come over and fuck you
'Cuz that's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream man
(Look what you're doing to me)
My ice cream man, 'cuz I can make him scream
Like a Summer Jam fan. And, and he tellaban tan
He fuck with young Nicki, since I came from Band Camp
Ice cream man, make my ice cream quick
They nominate Nick, I like Mahagondal thick
Just put a lot of nuts, Imma lick it off the tip
I fuck with real thugs, I'm not a Chippendale chixx
Now if you see my man, that's my ice cream man
Cuz I never grow up, I'm just like Peter Pan
Baskin Robins, turkey hill buyers
That other bitch bologna
So I call her Oscar Meyer
Ch-ch-ch-cherries on the top man
B-butterscotch jam
P-put me some nuts in the cups
That's what's up man
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream man
Such a thug boo
I like your truck too
When I get older I'mma come over and fuck you
'Cuz that's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream
That's my ice cream man
Massive Attack lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Sean Garrett)
[Nicki Minaj]
It’s Barbie (barbie, barbie, barbie)
[Sean Garrett]
We got tom-toms over here bigger than a monster
Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla
We got tom-toms over here bigger than a monster
Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla
[Nicki Minaj]
Tom-tom like in Lebanon
Hotter than in Pakistan
Click click click Young Nick the atomic bomb
yeah, see ya then you lick ya tongue, bet that
It tastes good getcha some
Wicked, got ten bad bitches
We sh sh shut it down
Now the club got glitches, dig it?
and while you do that GT's pullin up
yeah, spaceship E.T's in the cut, yeah
Pop a bottle just to get my head right
Tell the doctor go and get my med's right
Monster, you know it wouldn't be proper
If we didn't return with a big rocket launcher
[Sean Garrett - Chorus:]
Massive attack, mm Massive attack
Got the bomb bombs make the whole club go back, eeeh
Bend the knees, jig em bring this one back back, eeeh
like a swagger mum, bring on this track, eh
Massive attack, mm Massive attack
What's the numba mean, no more say that's that eh
Never find me in the club laid back
I wanna jump to this jam all night until we see the sun
[Nicki Minaj]
So, so hot in here it feels like a jungle (yeah)
Me don't like boys that ain't Jumbo (yeah)
One time bust a shot for my champion girls,
tell 'em guys super size me a combo
Know I got the ammo, that's why I bulletproofed the Lambo
In the Middle East on a camel
Running through the jungle – Rambo
Liberace tango
Swinging on a vine, mango (mango)
So call me Simba little mama
'Cause Mufasa couldn't stop a bitch
I fly in on that choppa just to buy Balenciaga
It's just me Mr. Miyagi and the phantom of the opera
Goin blocka muthafucka
Got that big rocketlauncher
[Sean Garrett - Chorus]
[Nicki Minaj]
Detonatin a bomb, detonatin a fire
Rosé by the bucket
Money make an attire
Detonatin a bomb, detonatin them hits
Gonna buy out the bar
Oh my (oh my) bitches is rich
Ya better duck when it comes
better duck cause it's comin
Best believe when you ru-ru-ru-runnin
Now tell that bitch that Nicki said this
We got tom-toms over here bigger than a monster!
[Sean Garrett]
We got tom-toms over here bigger than a monster
Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla
We got tom-toms over here bigger than a monster
Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla
[Sean Garrett - Chorus]
It’s Barbie (barbie, barbie, barbie)
[Sean Garrett]
We got tom-toms over here bigger than a monster
Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla
We got tom-toms over here bigger than a monster
Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla
[Nicki Minaj]
Tom-tom like in Lebanon
Hotter than in Pakistan
Click click click Young Nick the atomic bomb
yeah, see ya then you lick ya tongue, bet that
It tastes good getcha some
Wicked, got ten bad bitches
We sh sh shut it down
Now the club got glitches, dig it?
and while you do that GT's pullin up
yeah, spaceship E.T's in the cut, yeah
Pop a bottle just to get my head right
Tell the doctor go and get my med's right
Monster, you know it wouldn't be proper
If we didn't return with a big rocket launcher
[Sean Garrett - Chorus:]
Massive attack, mm Massive attack
Got the bomb bombs make the whole club go back, eeeh
Bend the knees, jig em bring this one back back, eeeh
like a swagger mum, bring on this track, eh
Massive attack, mm Massive attack
What's the numba mean, no more say that's that eh
Never find me in the club laid back
I wanna jump to this jam all night until we see the sun
[Nicki Minaj]
So, so hot in here it feels like a jungle (yeah)
Me don't like boys that ain't Jumbo (yeah)
One time bust a shot for my champion girls,
tell 'em guys super size me a combo
Know I got the ammo, that's why I bulletproofed the Lambo
In the Middle East on a camel
Running through the jungle – Rambo
Liberace tango
Swinging on a vine, mango (mango)
So call me Simba little mama
'Cause Mufasa couldn't stop a bitch
I fly in on that choppa just to buy Balenciaga
It's just me Mr. Miyagi and the phantom of the opera
Goin blocka muthafucka
Got that big rocketlauncher
[Sean Garrett - Chorus]
[Nicki Minaj]
Detonatin a bomb, detonatin a fire
Rosé by the bucket
Money make an attire
Detonatin a bomb, detonatin them hits
Gonna buy out the bar
Oh my (oh my) bitches is rich
Ya better duck when it comes
better duck cause it's comin
Best believe when you ru-ru-ru-runnin
Now tell that bitch that Nicki said this
We got tom-toms over here bigger than a monster!
[Sean Garrett]
We got tom-toms over here bigger than a monster
Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla
We got tom-toms over here bigger than a monster
Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla
[Sean Garrett - Chorus]
Roman In Moscow lyrics - Nicki Minaj
[Verse 1]
I’m big bully, no bike gear
I told you bitches last year, I’m a rap bitch nightmare
That’s why I call you Buzz Lightyear
’Cause by the time you start buzzin’, bitch, you gone have white hair
Paparazzi was a fright scare
When I landed out in London it was lookin’ like Mike Dear
Mike Jack, who’s bad?
Ain’t on my period, but I got a new pad
Channel 5, news flash
Pussy clean, who smash?
None of y’all, Canary Yellow Ball
These bitches should be worshippin’ me in the synagogue!
Hum, hum, done the prayer
B-b-b-b-bitch I ball, underwear
Oh! Hum, hum, done the prayer?
Did I tell ’em that I ball, underwear?
Okay
Roman, yall want the full? [4x]
Bitches is insane
These bitches ain’t in my lane
Only bitches in the plane is bitches that give me brain!
[Verse 2]
Hold on, this shit is lethal
Roman, this is the sequel
Moscow, that’s where I keep 'em
Until he’s fully charged
Your favorite rapper prolly suck
As for me, Icy, hockey puck
Anyway, I’m on that new shit
Every trend, I introduce it
Motherfuck you with a big dick
I’m a racist, I’m a bigot
Bitch, I’m thicker than a midget
Yeah I’m crazy, just a smidgen
Motherfuck me, get my waffle
Please forgive me for my nasal
Hold on…fuck you
Brace yourself, buck tooth
Yeah I golf, putt two
Swallow balls, nuts toooo-
Camel toe
Roman, yall want the full? [4x]
Bitches is insane
These bitches ain’t in my lane
Only bitches in the plane is bitches that give me brain!
Yeah, ain’t no motherfuckin’ bridge, bitch
Ain’t no motherfuckin’ hook, ain’t no motherfuckin’ third motherfuckin’ verse
Roman’s back, bitch
I fucked up your life last year this time, remember dat?
Remember dat, bitch? [2x]
I’m baaaaaaaaccccck
[Outro]
I double-dog dare ya
I double-dog dare ya
I double-dog any one of ya bitches to come out
I triple-dog dare ya
I triple-dog dare ya
I triple-dog any one of ya bitches to come out
I quadruple-dog dare ya
I quadruple-dog dare ya
I quadruple-dog any one of ya bitches to come out
I—uh—five times dare…you…bitch-ass hoes…YEAUHH!
Roman's Revenge (Remix) lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Busta Rhymes)
[Busta Rhymes: A Tribe Called Quest - "Scenario" Sample]
As I combine all the juice from the mind
Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind
RRRAH RRRAH like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon...
[Nicki Minaj]
I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin
So far ahead, these bums is laggin'
See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin'
I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin'
So fuck I look like gettin' back to a has-been?
Yeah, I said it, has-been
Hang it up, flatscreen
(Haha) Plasma
Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma
I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine
I got bars, sentence'n
I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt
And I'll kick that hoe, punt
Forced trauma, blunt
You play the back, bitch, I'm in the front
You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it
Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fuckin' with
You lil' brag a lot, I beat you with a pad-a-lock
I am a movie, camera block
You outta work, I know it's tough
But enough is enough
[Hook]
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
[Busts Rhymes]
Nicki, how you gon' take my hot line and make it a hot song?
like I ain't s'posed to step on this shit like King Kong
see as a child I was born with an old soul
see I would breath heavy, flame would shoot out of my nose hole (haaa, haaa)
so much shit, diapers love to play with matches
and drink all the fluid outta lighters
from when I was a child I knew that most of y'al was
was diggin my news and watching biggest bugger
loose in the head, like fuck what the law says
might be the mental with the permanent wrinkle in my forehead
boys head beef if you wanted to peak lane
murder niggas with the fire then bounce through a heat game
tie you up like bikes to a rail
and with your little cheap chain
and uncomfortable hang you from the side of a building
till see you been lame?
yo why'd you cut it off for?
don't you see what I'm doing to this shit
supposed to know how I'm directing these flicks
and everywhere was you getting on the remix
cause this is something I've fathered and mastered
and plastered till they started calling me sick bastard
I'm drastic when it comes to reminding you
who's responsible for the classic
and I burn a whole in the street like a was acid
everytime I jump on the beat this shit get tragic
while you getting your ass kicked
like a kick and a punch laps like two chops
kinda like pong ping
but ? freedom until he thinking he Tupac
we both ?, rope 'em and them drag em a few blocks (horrible)
uh uh uhh, the muscle of the street move
part of me, ugh
suffering the beat
ugh, take an elbow and scuffle in the heat
like a nigga that was grinding and was hustling for weeks
so I rush the rush than I black
then I came through when I gave the streets crack
controlling the function, throughout despair
everybody put your muthafucking hands in the air
that's how I do 'em
I do the kind of shit you can't imagine
you are one of the nicest and I ain't bragging
I make em all surrender til they see white flags
and they recognize I'm the original dungeon dragon
rah rah, like a dungeon dragon
change your fucking drawers cause your pants are sagging
try to step to this, I will twist you in a turban
and have you smelling rank, like some old stale urine
[Hook]
As I combine all the juice from the mind
Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind
RRRAH RRRAH like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon...
[Nicki Minaj]
I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin
So far ahead, these bums is laggin'
See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin'
I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin'
So fuck I look like gettin' back to a has-been?
Yeah, I said it, has-been
Hang it up, flatscreen
(Haha) Plasma
Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma
I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine
I got bars, sentence'n
I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt
And I'll kick that hoe, punt
Forced trauma, blunt
You play the back, bitch, I'm in the front
You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it
Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fuckin' with
You lil' brag a lot, I beat you with a pad-a-lock
I am a movie, camera block
You outta work, I know it's tough
But enough is enough
[Hook]
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
[Busts Rhymes]
Nicki, how you gon' take my hot line and make it a hot song?
like I ain't s'posed to step on this shit like King Kong
see as a child I was born with an old soul
see I would breath heavy, flame would shoot out of my nose hole (haaa, haaa)
so much shit, diapers love to play with matches
and drink all the fluid outta lighters
from when I was a child I knew that most of y'al was
was diggin my news and watching biggest bugger
loose in the head, like fuck what the law says
might be the mental with the permanent wrinkle in my forehead
boys head beef if you wanted to peak lane
murder niggas with the fire then bounce through a heat game
tie you up like bikes to a rail
and with your little cheap chain
and uncomfortable hang you from the side of a building
till see you been lame?
yo why'd you cut it off for?
don't you see what I'm doing to this shit
supposed to know how I'm directing these flicks
and everywhere was you getting on the remix
cause this is something I've fathered and mastered
and plastered till they started calling me sick bastard
I'm drastic when it comes to reminding you
who's responsible for the classic
and I burn a whole in the street like a was acid
everytime I jump on the beat this shit get tragic
while you getting your ass kicked
like a kick and a punch laps like two chops
kinda like pong ping
but ? freedom until he thinking he Tupac
we both ?, rope 'em and them drag em a few blocks (horrible)
uh uh uhh, the muscle of the street move
part of me, ugh
suffering the beat
ugh, take an elbow and scuffle in the heat
like a nigga that was grinding and was hustling for weeks
so I rush the rush than I black
then I came through when I gave the streets crack
controlling the function, throughout despair
everybody put your muthafucking hands in the air
that's how I do 'em
I do the kind of shit you can't imagine
you are one of the nicest and I ain't bragging
I make em all surrender til they see white flags
and they recognize I'm the original dungeon dragon
rah rah, like a dungeon dragon
change your fucking drawers cause your pants are sagging
try to step to this, I will twist you in a turban
and have you smelling rank, like some old stale urine
[Hook]
Roman's Revenge 2.0 lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Lil Wayne)
[Nicki Minaj]
I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin
So far ahead, these bums is lagging
See me in that new thing, bums is gagging
I'm starting to feel like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
I'm starting to feel like a dungeon dragon
Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzing
So fuck I look like getting back to a has-been
Yeah, I said it, has-been
Hang it up, flatscreen, haha, plasma
Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma
I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine
I got bars, sentencing
I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt
And I'll kick that hoe, punt
Forced trauma, blunt
You play the back, bitch, I'm in the front
You need a job, this ain't cutting it
Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fucking with
You lil' brag a lot, I beat you with a pad-a-lock
I am a movie, camera block
You outta work, I know it's tough
But enough is enough
[Chorus]
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
[Lil Wayne]
I eat your face off
You niggas sweet as pie like this is a bake off
I love Nicki's curves, swing at the baseball
I beat your brakes off
H-H-Hi, I'm Tune', salt in the wound
I'm up in this bitch, pardon the goons
Throw dirt on the floor and get caught in the broom
I like a big wet pussy with a fork and a spoon
I got money and the power
A woman in the shower
And she don't want nothin' but my johnson, Howard
Sour D's and a swisher sweet, sweet and sour
You scared? Go to church, say your prayers, read a Bible
Huh, I don't know what y'all on
Please, I go in like goin'
Drink drink in my hand with the world in the other
The uzi go "brrrrrrr", stutter
Ha, life is a puzzle, jigsaw
All I do is win, my name should be "Victor"
Old-ass rappers, I'm still the shit, old-ass Pampers
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Foie gras, I hear you ducks is quackin'
I'm just pluckin' my ashes, I'ma puff it and pass it
I'm a fuckin' assassin, you should jump in a casket
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
[Nicki Minaj]
(I-I-I-I-Is) Is this the thanks that I get for putting you bitches on?
Is it my fault that all of you bitches gone?
Shoulda sent a thank you note, you little ho
Now I'ma wrap your coffin with a bow
"N-N-N-Nicki, she's just mad 'cause you took the spot"
Word, that bitch mad 'cause I took the spot?
Well, bitch, if you ain't shitting, then get off the pot
Got some niggas out in Brooklyn that'll off your top
I-I-I-I hear them mumbling, I hear the cackling
I got 'em scared, shook, panicking
Overseas, church, Vatican
You at a stand, still, mannequin
You wanna sleep on me? Overnight?
I'm the motherfucking boss, overwrite
And when I pull up, vroom, motorbike
Now all my niggas gettin' bucked, overbite
I see them dusty-ass Filas, Levi's
Raggedy-ass, holes in your knee-highs
I call the play, now do you see why?
These bitches calling me Manning, Eli
(Manning, Eli!)
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-Manning, Eli
These bitches calling me (Manning, Eli)
I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin
So far ahead, these bums is lagging
See me in that new thing, bums is gagging
I'm starting to feel like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
I'm starting to feel like a dungeon dragon
Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzing
So fuck I look like getting back to a has-been
Yeah, I said it, has-been
Hang it up, flatscreen, haha, plasma
Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma
I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine
I got bars, sentencing
I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt
And I'll kick that hoe, punt
Forced trauma, blunt
You play the back, bitch, I'm in the front
You need a job, this ain't cutting it
Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fucking with
You lil' brag a lot, I beat you with a pad-a-lock
I am a movie, camera block
You outta work, I know it's tough
But enough is enough
[Chorus]
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
[Lil Wayne]
I eat your face off
You niggas sweet as pie like this is a bake off
I love Nicki's curves, swing at the baseball
I beat your brakes off
H-H-Hi, I'm Tune', salt in the wound
I'm up in this bitch, pardon the goons
Throw dirt on the floor and get caught in the broom
I like a big wet pussy with a fork and a spoon
I got money and the power
A woman in the shower
And she don't want nothin' but my johnson, Howard
Sour D's and a swisher sweet, sweet and sour
You scared? Go to church, say your prayers, read a Bible
Huh, I don't know what y'all on
Please, I go in like goin'
Drink drink in my hand with the world in the other
The uzi go "brrrrrrr", stutter
Ha, life is a puzzle, jigsaw
All I do is win, my name should be "Victor"
Old-ass rappers, I'm still the shit, old-ass Pampers
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Foie gras, I hear you ducks is quackin'
I'm just pluckin' my ashes, I'ma puff it and pass it
I'm a fuckin' assassin, you should jump in a casket
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
[Nicki Minaj]
(I-I-I-I-Is) Is this the thanks that I get for putting you bitches on?
Is it my fault that all of you bitches gone?
Shoulda sent a thank you note, you little ho
Now I'ma wrap your coffin with a bow
"N-N-N-Nicki, she's just mad 'cause you took the spot"
Word, that bitch mad 'cause I took the spot?
Well, bitch, if you ain't shitting, then get off the pot
Got some niggas out in Brooklyn that'll off your top
I-I-I-I hear them mumbling, I hear the cackling
I got 'em scared, shook, panicking
Overseas, church, Vatican
You at a stand, still, mannequin
You wanna sleep on me? Overnight?
I'm the motherfucking boss, overwrite
And when I pull up, vroom, motorbike
Now all my niggas gettin' bucked, overbite
I see them dusty-ass Filas, Levi's
Raggedy-ass, holes in your knee-highs
I call the play, now do you see why?
These bitches calling me Manning, Eli
(Manning, Eli!)
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-Manning, Eli
These bitches calling me (Manning, Eli)
Supa Hot lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Okay, okay
Me I'm the barbie I'm supahot.
When I'm in the dealership should I get the coupe or not?
Should I get the roof or drop?
Should I get the choo-choo truck?
Crazy I get boo koo bucks, coo coo for dem coo coo puffs
I'm coo coo for coo coo puffs
Got money in my louis duff
And I got a nasty flow, bitch I spit that gooey stuff
It's goin D-0-W-N-N-N
I am da barbie were the fuck is ken ken ken?
I be on the 147 in the rock
That's my block New York City to the top tippy top
Buss a shot
I seh, I be on 147 in the rock that's my block
New York City to the top
Tippy top buss a shot!
Me I'm the barbie I'm supahot.
When I'm in the dealership should I get the coupe or not?
Should I get the roof or drop?
Should I get the choo-choo truck?
Crazy I get boo koo bucks, coo coo for dem coo coo puffs
I'm coo coo for coo coo puffs
Got money in my louis duff
And I got a nasty flow, bitch I spit that gooey stuff
It's goin D-0-W-N-N-N
I am da barbie were the fuck is ken ken ken?
I be on the 147 in the rock
That's my block New York City to the top tippy top
Buss a shot
I seh, I be on 147 in the rock that's my block
New York City to the top
Tippy top buss a shot!
Swag It Out lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Lil Kim, Foxy Brown)
DJ (Cinema!)
Gone baby swag it out
(All My Little Harajuku Barbies Know That In Order To Step Your Pussy Up,
It Means Keeping It Exclusive)
Gone baby swag it out, show them haters who you with
Gone baby swag it out, Gone baby swag it out
Gone baby swag it out, show them haters who you with
Gone baby swag it out, Gone baby swag it out.
[Nicki Minaj:]
Dear Tiara why these bitches so mad now,
You know they went and put my flow up in the mad house
Just left the court room, Yeah me and my cold-izlle
We got them sniffles that'll make a nigga nose tickle
Anyway I'm nice, you know my price I'm such a D girl
Fish scale so they think I work at Sea World
Now you the pussy cop cause I make this pussy pop
If you throw some ice up on it you can have this pussy-pop
Aw su-sukie ride him like my suzuki
You know my coochie got him lookin' like pookie
I'm such a divas, number one dick pleasers
Nicki been hot since you was rockin Adi-didas.
Gone baby swag it out, show them haters who you with
Gone baby swag it out, Gone baby swag it out
Gone baby swag it out, show them haters who you with
Gone baby swag it out, Gone baby swag it out.
[Lil Kim:]
My money up front, I don't do rain checks
Money over niggas, that's what I call safe sex
It's the Q-U-double E-N-B-double E
Champagne bottles shake, Oh so bubbly
And I'm always tryna come again
Sorta like a nympho but only for the benjamins
Young nigga got a sweet tooth for the kim again
Say he like how it sweet like cinnamon
Taste like candy (mmhmm)
Under my vicky panties
Got his ass sprung he want me to meet his family
Can we just cruise for all the haters
Sip Dom P and get high as a sky scraper
Gone baby swag it out, show them haters who you with
Gone baby swag it out, Gone baby swag it out
Gone baby swag it out, show them haters who you with
Gone baby swag it out, Gone baby swag it out.
[Foxy Brown:]
(Brooklyn!) I'm twice as real as any broad you can sign
(Why dat?) I'm I'll lani ? , yal bitches is lil maui ?
I swear I'll hate her guts then turn and steal from her
Catch you in the dirty and show you some real drama
In silver hummers yeah daddy we real stunnas
But ask me bout some work I could give you some I'll numbers
In Brooklyn, and get gone down south and sell quick
Another album, another million dollar bitch nigga!
Gone baby swag it out
(All My Little Harajuku Barbies Know That In Order To Step Your Pussy Up,
It Means Keeping It Exclusive)
Gone baby swag it out, show them haters who you with
Gone baby swag it out, Gone baby swag it out
Gone baby swag it out, show them haters who you with
Gone baby swag it out, Gone baby swag it out.
[Nicki Minaj:]
Dear Tiara why these bitches so mad now,
You know they went and put my flow up in the mad house
Just left the court room, Yeah me and my cold-izlle
We got them sniffles that'll make a nigga nose tickle
Anyway I'm nice, you know my price I'm such a D girl
Fish scale so they think I work at Sea World
Now you the pussy cop cause I make this pussy pop
If you throw some ice up on it you can have this pussy-pop
Aw su-sukie ride him like my suzuki
You know my coochie got him lookin' like pookie
I'm such a divas, number one dick pleasers
Nicki been hot since you was rockin Adi-didas.
Gone baby swag it out, show them haters who you with
Gone baby swag it out, Gone baby swag it out
Gone baby swag it out, show them haters who you with
Gone baby swag it out, Gone baby swag it out.
[Lil Kim:]
My money up front, I don't do rain checks
Money over niggas, that's what I call safe sex
It's the Q-U-double E-N-B-double E
Champagne bottles shake, Oh so bubbly
And I'm always tryna come again
Sorta like a nympho but only for the benjamins
Young nigga got a sweet tooth for the kim again
Say he like how it sweet like cinnamon
Taste like candy (mmhmm)
Under my vicky panties
Got his ass sprung he want me to meet his family
Can we just cruise for all the haters
Sip Dom P and get high as a sky scraper
Gone baby swag it out, show them haters who you with
Gone baby swag it out, Gone baby swag it out
Gone baby swag it out, show them haters who you with
Gone baby swag it out, Gone baby swag it out.
[Foxy Brown:]
(Brooklyn!) I'm twice as real as any broad you can sign
(Why dat?) I'm I'll lani ? , yal bitches is lil maui ?
I swear I'll hate her guts then turn and steal from her
Catch you in the dirty and show you some real drama
In silver hummers yeah daddy we real stunnas
But ask me bout some work I could give you some I'll numbers
In Brooklyn, and get gone down south and sell quick
Another album, another million dollar bitch nigga!
Tambourine lyrics - Nicki Minaj
[Talkin: Nicki Minaj]
When I do it like I get the tambourines, I get the whistles, I get all dat
U kno what I'm sayin like I mite put some shirley temple curls n all dat but I'm still a boss bitch
Like like dnt get it twisted u kno I do this lil this lil this lil party shit this lil tambourine shit
All dat shit u kno da drums I got some africans with me sit on ya favorite africans face it's nufin
But luk, I goes in ngga
[Verse:]
Fuk a lick a whore, I'll stick a whore in da 44 tell her lick a more
U got a sick flo, I'm sick-a-more, it's like a game show when I pick-a-door
Guess who's next 2 get bodied when I catch u in your maserati, eehh
Nicki been hot since she was givin high fives
Headed 2 da spot with da I-95
When I cum tru erbody say hi, I get it free lil mami why buy?
I am da one and your a dun dunn dunn, I can say nutin make it sound like sutin
[Talkin: Nicki Minaj]
Where my bitches at, I c u, uh huh, ok, come on come on come on,
let's get it let's get it uh huh, 1 2 3
[Verse:]
When dey gone get it I mean why dey all on me
My name nicki, pretty nicki what dey call me
Just got da lense and I put it n my frame, just got da benz and I put it in my name
Just got dat rope got dat dookie gold chain, just got dat dope bamboo earrings
Now all I need is some big dingalang, school bella rang like tangalang-a-lang
Say I'm 2 pretty 2 b spittin dis rotten, bitch get slick then a bitch get gotten
Now I'm da master dats what's poppin, oh lawdy pick a bail of cotton
[Talkin: Nicki Minaj]
Dam I gotta laugh cause u can't b serious like I'm playin with dese bitches I'm laughin all da way 2 bank
Fifty holla atcha girl southside jamaica queens it's nufin
Unh come on, I'm a do da beyonce dance and all dat I'm bout 2 shoot a video 2 dis shit and all dat chea
Getcha getcha tambourine bitches [x2]
When I do it like I get the tambourines, I get the whistles, I get all dat
U kno what I'm sayin like I mite put some shirley temple curls n all dat but I'm still a boss bitch
Like like dnt get it twisted u kno I do this lil this lil this lil party shit this lil tambourine shit
All dat shit u kno da drums I got some africans with me sit on ya favorite africans face it's nufin
But luk, I goes in ngga
[Verse:]
Fuk a lick a whore, I'll stick a whore in da 44 tell her lick a more
U got a sick flo, I'm sick-a-more, it's like a game show when I pick-a-door
Guess who's next 2 get bodied when I catch u in your maserati, eehh
Nicki been hot since she was givin high fives
Headed 2 da spot with da I-95
When I cum tru erbody say hi, I get it free lil mami why buy?
I am da one and your a dun dunn dunn, I can say nutin make it sound like sutin
[Talkin: Nicki Minaj]
Where my bitches at, I c u, uh huh, ok, come on come on come on,
let's get it let's get it uh huh, 1 2 3
[Verse:]
When dey gone get it I mean why dey all on me
My name nicki, pretty nicki what dey call me
Just got da lense and I put it n my frame, just got da benz and I put it in my name
Just got dat rope got dat dookie gold chain, just got dat dope bamboo earrings
Now all I need is some big dingalang, school bella rang like tangalang-a-lang
Say I'm 2 pretty 2 b spittin dis rotten, bitch get slick then a bitch get gotten
Now I'm da master dats what's poppin, oh lawdy pick a bail of cotton
[Talkin: Nicki Minaj]
Dam I gotta laugh cause u can't b serious like I'm playin with dese bitches I'm laughin all da way 2 bank
Fifty holla atcha girl southside jamaica queens it's nufin
Unh come on, I'm a do da beyonce dance and all dat I'm bout 2 shoot a video 2 dis shit and all dat chea
Getcha getcha tambourine bitches [x2]
Top Of The World lyrics - Nicki Minaj
I remember standing in the mirror
Searching for a winner but I didn’t see it in her
Now I’ve gone from a zero to a super-hero-oh-oh
woah, woah
Chasing dreams got me all over the World
Now I’m sitting on top of the World
We winning, we winning
Cause we sitting on top of the World
[Verse 1]
This is for the little girls that say Nicki you pretty
When you come to the city you don't act high for Diddy?
You be up on the block, posted up in the drop
And everybody get up in whether you like it or not
But how them girls blow up but don’t come to the hood
How they turn they nose up like they don’t come from the hood
Most of them be in sight til it’s time to pitch
That's when 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 buzz
I do it for the thugs
I do it for the rich
I do it for the poor
I do it for the kids that can’t do no more
[Chorus]
I remember standing in the mirror
Searching for a winner but I didn’t see it in her
Now I’ve gone from a zero to a super-hero-oh-oh
woah, woah
Chasing dreams got me all over the World
Now I’m sitting on top of the World
We winning, we winning
Cause we sitting on top of the World
[Verse 2]
This is for my little homies that be asking for kisses
When I’m granting they wishes they be passing they digits
They be up on the block, getting screwed by the cops
Cuttin’ school gettin knocked whether they like it or not
They’ll break in your door, might break in your jaw
They’ll bring back a lye if you bring them an O
But what you really ain’t know they airborne for stardom
With the ball in the gardens, stand tall, no dodgin’
No matter the squadron, lieutenant or sargeant
Air Force, the army, air force and army fatigues is on em
No heats is on ‘em
Cause grandmamma prayed that he’d leave the corner.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I remember when I lost everything in a fire
Now I got fire, 23′s almost higher
Shout outs to my brothers Jelani and Makiah
Thanks to the Messiah, my money getting higher
One time for my niggas that be huggin’ the block
2 Times for my niggas that be ducking the cops
3 Times for my girls that pushing they own rides
Stooshing they own rides from bitches they don't like
Sometimes you get mad, wanna blaze the gun
I see you without a man, might erase ya son
Well look, when you blow up, everybody go shudder
This goes out to everybody on the come up
[Chorus]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Cause we sitting on top of the world
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Cause we sitting on top of the world
We winning, winning
Narcotics on the track.
Searching for a winner but I didn’t see it in her
Now I’ve gone from a zero to a super-hero-oh-oh
woah, woah
Chasing dreams got me all over the World
Now I’m sitting on top of the World
We winning, we winning
Cause we sitting on top of the World
[Verse 1]
This is for the little girls that say Nicki you pretty
When you come to the city you don't act high for Diddy?
You be up on the block, posted up in the drop
And everybody get up in whether you like it or not
But how them girls blow up but don’t come to the hood
How they turn they nose up like they don’t come from the hood
Most of them be in sight til it’s time to pitch
That's when 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 buzz
I do it for the thugs
I do it for the rich
I do it for the poor
I do it for the kids that can’t do no more
[Chorus]
I remember standing in the mirror
Searching for a winner but I didn’t see it in her
Now I’ve gone from a zero to a super-hero-oh-oh
woah, woah
Chasing dreams got me all over the World
Now I’m sitting on top of the World
We winning, we winning
Cause we sitting on top of the World
[Verse 2]
This is for my little homies that be asking for kisses
When I’m granting they wishes they be passing they digits
They be up on the block, getting screwed by the cops
Cuttin’ school gettin knocked whether they like it or not
They’ll break in your door, might break in your jaw
They’ll bring back a lye if you bring them an O
But what you really ain’t know they airborne for stardom
With the ball in the gardens, stand tall, no dodgin’
No matter the squadron, lieutenant or sargeant
Air Force, the army, air force and army fatigues is on em
No heats is on ‘em
Cause grandmamma prayed that he’d leave the corner.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I remember when I lost everything in a fire
Now I got fire, 23′s almost higher
Shout outs to my brothers Jelani and Makiah
Thanks to the Messiah, my money getting higher
One time for my niggas that be huggin’ the block
2 Times for my niggas that be ducking the cops
3 Times for my girls that pushing they own rides
Stooshing they own rides from bitches they don't like
Sometimes you get mad, wanna blaze the gun
I see you without a man, might erase ya son
Well look, when you blow up, everybody go shudder
This goes out to everybody on the come up
[Chorus]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Cause we sitting on top of the world
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Cause we sitting on top of the world
We winning, winning
Narcotics on the track.
Watch What You Say lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. RU Spits)
Wha- wha- what did he say
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
Well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmmm that it's all for the best?
Of course it is
I was so wrong for so long
Only tryin' to please myself (myself)
Boy, I was caught up in his lust
When I don't really want no one else
So, no I know I should of treated you better
But me and you were meant to last forever
So let me in (let me in) give me another chance (another chance)
To really be your woman
Cause when the roof caved in and the truth came out
I just didn't know what to do
But when I become a star we'll be living so large
I'll do anything for you
So tell me boi
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
Well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say)
Mmmm that it's all for the best?
Of course it is
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
Well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say)
Wha- wha- wha- wha- what did he say
How, could I live with myself
Knowing that I let our love go (love go)
And ooh, when I do with one chance
I just gotta let you know
I know what I did wasn't clever
But me and you were meant to be together
So let me in (let me in) give me another chance (another chance)
To really be your woman
Cause when the roof caved in and the truth came out
I just didn't know what to do
But when I become a star we'll be living so large
I'll do anything for you
So tell me girl
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
Well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say, whatcha say)
Mmmm that it's all for the best?
Of course it is
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
Well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say, whatcha say)
Wha- wha- wha- wha- what did she say
Boi, tell me whatcha said (said)
I don't want you to leave me
Though you caught me cheatin'
Tell me, tell me whatcha said (said)
I really need you in my life
Cause things ain't right, boi
Tell me, tell me whatcha said (said)
I don't want you to leave me
Though you caught me cheatin'
Tell me, tell me whatcha said (said)
I really need you in my life
Cause things ain't right
Cause when the roof caved in and the truth came out
I just didn't know what to do
But when I become a star we'll be living so large
I'll do anything for you
So baby watcha say!
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
Well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say, whatcha say)
Mmmm that it's all for the best?
Of course it is
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
Well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say, whatcha say)
Wha- wha- wha- wha- what did she say
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
Well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmmm that it's all for the best?
Of course it is
I was so wrong for so long
Only tryin' to please myself (myself)
Boy, I was caught up in his lust
When I don't really want no one else
So, no I know I should of treated you better
But me and you were meant to last forever
So let me in (let me in) give me another chance (another chance)
To really be your woman
Cause when the roof caved in and the truth came out
I just didn't know what to do
But when I become a star we'll be living so large
I'll do anything for you
So tell me boi
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
Well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say)
Mmmm that it's all for the best?
Of course it is
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
Well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say)
Wha- wha- wha- wha- what did he say
How, could I live with myself
Knowing that I let our love go (love go)
And ooh, when I do with one chance
I just gotta let you know
I know what I did wasn't clever
But me and you were meant to be together
So let me in (let me in) give me another chance (another chance)
To really be your woman
Cause when the roof caved in and the truth came out
I just didn't know what to do
But when I become a star we'll be living so large
I'll do anything for you
So tell me girl
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
Well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say, whatcha say)
Mmmm that it's all for the best?
Of course it is
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
Well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say, whatcha say)
Wha- wha- wha- wha- what did she say
Boi, tell me whatcha said (said)
I don't want you to leave me
Though you caught me cheatin'
Tell me, tell me whatcha said (said)
I really need you in my life
Cause things ain't right, boi
Tell me, tell me whatcha said (said)
I don't want you to leave me
Though you caught me cheatin'
Tell me, tell me whatcha said (said)
I really need you in my life
Cause things ain't right
Cause when the roof caved in and the truth came out
I just didn't know what to do
But when I become a star we'll be living so large
I'll do anything for you
So baby watcha say!
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
Well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say, whatcha say)
Mmmm that it's all for the best?
Of course it is
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
Well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say, whatcha say)
Wha- wha- wha- wha- what did she say
We Miss You lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Why'd you have to leave in July
On a peaceful and serene summer night
I wish that you would have waited until September
Just a couple more memories to remember
I guess I had to pay you back to your lender
I guess I had to send you back to The Sender
But then again maybe you're gone till November
And maybe this is just a part of the agenda
Why'd you have to go so soon
We miss you
Why couldn't you come right home
When you seen the text message in your phone
I should've put my pradas on to come and find you
I could've told you that them niggs was behind you
I could've told you all about my intuition
I could've even brought the extra ammunition
But now you've m-m-m-moved so fuck you
Should've known from day one I couldn't trust you
Why'd you have to go so soon
We miss you
Why would they take you from me
Why the doctors could not stop the bleeding
If you in a better place then you free
Well then why cant they make me believe it
You said that you would leave these streets
And I know you didn't mean in a body bag
But now you see you not bullet proof
And I'm mad cause you the best that I ever had
Why'd you have to go so soon
We miss you
I'll never love again.
On a peaceful and serene summer night
I wish that you would have waited until September
Just a couple more memories to remember
I guess I had to pay you back to your lender
I guess I had to send you back to The Sender
But then again maybe you're gone till November
And maybe this is just a part of the agenda
Why'd you have to go so soon
We miss you
Why couldn't you come right home
When you seen the text message in your phone
I should've put my pradas on to come and find you
I could've told you that them niggs was behind you
I could've told you all about my intuition
I could've even brought the extra ammunition
But now you've m-m-m-moved so fuck you
Should've known from day one I couldn't trust you
Why'd you have to go so soon
We miss you
Why would they take you from me
Why the doctors could not stop the bleeding
If you in a better place then you free
Well then why cant they make me believe it
You said that you would leave these streets
And I know you didn't mean in a body bag
But now you see you not bullet proof
And I'm mad cause you the best that I ever had
Why'd you have to go so soon
We miss you
I'll never love again.
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