Lookin Ass lyrics - Nicki Minaj

[Intro:]
Look at y'all niggas
Niggas
Look at y'all niggas
Niggas

[Verse 1:]
Look at y'all smokin' ass niggas
After every pull, niggas start chokin' ass niggas
Nigga-nigga
Look at y'all bitch ass niggas
Stop lyin' on your dick ass niggas
Nigga-nigga
Look at y'all lookin' ass niggas
Stop lookin' at my ass ass niggas
Look at y'all lyin' ass niggas
Talkin' 'bout "It's paid off" but it's financed, lyin' ass nigga
Bunch of non-mogul ass niggas
Frontin' like they got a plan, Boost Mobile ass nigga
Nigga, nigga, look at y'all
Can't get a job so you plottin' how to rob ass niggas
I ain't gotta check for y'all
But if I'ma check for y'all, I'ma need a check from y'all niggas
I 'on't want sex, give a fuck about your ex
I 'on't even want a text from y'all niggas
I'm rapin' you niggas
Look at this pic, look what the fuck I gave to you niggas
Ain't feelin' these niggas
Niggas want my time, call me Clinton, I'm billin' these niggas

[Hook:]
All I, All I know is there should be no reason
All I know is there should be no reason
All I, all I know is there should be
All I know
All I, all I know is there should be no reason
All I know, you know it, and you know it
Look at what, reason

[Verse 2:]
Look at y'all sharin' one bottle in the club
One bottle full of bub' ass niggas
Look at y'all not havin' game ass niggas
Y'all niggas share a chain ass niggas
Same cup in the hand ass nigga
In the club with a credit card scam ass nigga
No dick in the pants ass nigga
I be damned if I fuck a non-man ass nigga
I will, I will, I will, I will never fuck a non-man ass nigga
I would never lie
Even if that nigga flew me and my bitches all the way out to Dubai
Pussy, you tried, pussy ass nigga you lie
Pussy ass nigga, you high
Bitch I'm me, hundred on the wrist, I ski
Art on the wall, Basqui, fuck who see
Look at you fake dope dealers
Know real niggas that be movin' weight in them villas
Talkin' 'bout ki's, say it's ki's in the van
But he really move grams and he split it with his mans

[Hook]

Love Me lyrics - Nicki Minaj

I like your tint jewels and your gym shoes
Always with your cruise go to drama in the sus
You win, you lose nothing to improve
You on the pedestal hood with no roof
I know that you want it but you're scurred
I know you be, I know you be checking for the girl
You don't understand you should be my man
Baby, baby, baby if you let me
I could make you love me

I could be Trinity you could be Neo
I could be the mistress you the CEO
Keep in doin' the leelow in the Matrix
They be on that fake shit, they be on that spaceship like
Like love me honey all them other girls dumby
I'm a young money bunny
Look, look you the only one for me
When the peeps are out of town we in chummy with dumbies
Listen,listen I'm the one they call
When it's 3 seconds left I'm Chris Powell with the ball
Now, now that's nothing but neck
You know the starbucks getting nothing wet
Now come on

I like your tint jewels and your gym shoes
Always with your cruise go to drama in the sus
You win, you lose nothing to improve
You on the pedestal hood with no roof
I know that you want it but you're scurred
I know you be, I know you be checking for the girl
You don't understand you should be my man
Baby, baby, baby if you let me
I could make you love me

I could be Jada you could be Willy
When you talking shit I say oh you so silly
You could be the wine and I could be Whitley
Make me feel good like Haley and Billy
No it's no the monsters ball but I like to monsterball
Hoppin on the drop then we be shoppin' 'til we cap the mall
Kawasaki then we off for flight
Watch a fight, pussy poppin' on my pepper light
This one's for you, this one's for oh said this one untrue
This one's for the crew, take a swig of the brew this butt's for you

Said I really like it when you come around
Feelings I can't show there's a God I hold it down
I don't mean to be blowing you off
I just gotta make sure when I step I ain't wrong
You be fine as hell I don't wanna play myself
So I act like I really don't care
If you only knew what was really true
Is that I only wanna be with you

I like your tint jewels and your gym shoes
Always with your cruise go to drama in the sus
You win, you lose nothing to improve
You on the pedestal hood with no roof
I know that you want it but you're scurred
I know you be, I know you be checking for the girl
You don't understand you should be my man
Baby, baby, baby if you let me
I could make you love me

Make A Baby lyrics - Nicki Minaj

If you get lost boy
Then I will find you
You'll be my rock boy
and I will climb you
But you don't notice me
It's like I'm not even here

I see you in the A
I see you in the bay
I see you everyday
But I don't know what to say
So I'll be at the ball
Till 12 'o clock ay
I'll be your conderella ella ay

Then maybe you and maybe me
Can maybe we m-m-make a baby
Then maybe you and me and we
Can make a baby let's make a baby

Let's make a baby, l-l-lets make a baby [x4]

I'll be your sun boy
And I will guide you
You'll be my wave
And I'll always ride you
And I'll give anything
To prove that I really care

I see you in the A
I see you in the bay
I see you everyday
But I don't know what to say
So I'll be at the ball
Till 12 'o clock ay
I'll be your conderella ella ay

Then maybe you and maybe me
Can maybe we m-m-make a baby
Then maybe you and me and we
Can make a baby let's make a baby

Let's make a baby, l-l-lets make a baby [x4]

When they seen a girl stuntin'
They thought that I was frontin
I'm not Kanye but you can't tell me nothin
I been around the world from London to Japan
I'm on the l-l-lair, L-l-lookin' for my man
'Cause ohh he's so gudda
He m-m-makes me stutter
The french vanilla trucks
Inside peanut butter
The girls wanna see him
The boys wanna be him
Get paid like perdium, from the am till the pm
So where the fucks the flashlight
Where are my binoculars
Somebody go tell him I get wetter than talapias
And I am bipopulars, Oops I mean bipolar
Search the whole solar
Ain't a bitch colder

Then maybe you and maybe me
Can maybe we m-m-make a baby
Then maybe you and me and we
Can make a baby let's make a baby

Let's make a baby, l-l-lets make a baby [x4]

Murda Murda lyrics - Nicki Minaj

[Hook:]
This yuh wanna grand murda [x4]

[Verse 1:]
Yo the other day me go a downtown fi shop
Take out card and me take out all guap
Tell security fi meet me round back
In a the alley way by the maybach
As fo' me you know mi love big
Me gold chain and mi love big rock
Level, this yuh one shot, good pussy a go end him, bloodclaat

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2:]
The other day some gyal a call me man
Me say 'hold on where me machine gun'
Gyal a shot, I kill pussyhole fo' fun
Any way, me and him done
As fo' me you know me ice out me watch
And when me dance right under pot crotch
Level, this here the catch, protect the weed leave the what!

[Hook x2 + ad libs:]
(Look how me shape up nice)
(And all the man want wife)
(And the gyal want fight)
(ah what...ah what)

[Bridge:]
Hold on, yes, just sit it down
Cause when I'm in ya town all a them come around
Blazin', plus they sitting clean
Amazin' lemme ge-get the green
Cause all my bitches go, yes them bitches go
And you a no show, that's the way it go
The keys to my Bimmer, you in a dilemma
So could you hit the kitchen and go fix the Queen some dinner, will yuh!?

[Hook x2 + ad libs]

No Flex Zone (Remix)

(originally by Rae Sremmurd)

No flex zone, no flex zone
They know better, they know better
No flex zone, no flex zone
They know better, they know better
Won a gold medal
And a gold bezel
I treat it so special
Now your ho jealous
Freak Hoes got several
They tens or better
I'm a trendsetter
I'm a go-getter

Hell no you can't use my lip gloss
Pop a perc' now I'm on lift off
Ass still fat, it's on Rick Ross
You bitches, make a nigga dick soft
Bitch ball like I'm at tip off
Get it wet, then I rub the tip on
Rag and bone jeans I can slip off
Bitch I've been hot since flip phones
Running this game for 5 years
Guess that's why my feet hurt
Wonder when they bite me
Do these bitches' teeth hurt?
Yes I am an icon, that's me on your T-shirt
Thought You Knew Better
Do your fucking research
You ain't know this the no rip zone
This the "You can't beat Nick" zone
Madison Square when the Knicks home
I live next door to Brad Pitt's home
I like bad bitches, cause they like bad bitches too
I like hood niggas with a bad attitude
They could never reach Young Nic's magnitude
Even if they had a longitude latitude
Listen up ho this is my territory
You are my son, like an episode of Maury, like an episode of ER
Bitch I'm hotter than the D.R
When it comes to rap skill, ain't nobody wanna see her
Motherfuckers flexin, motherfuckers acting
Bitches is my sons and they causin' contractions
Ain't pushing out I'm a give them to the clinic
Cah wait, we nuh rate dem gyal and dem gimmick
Wack sauce I can hear it in your tone
This nigga keep staring at my phone
But if you're ugly it's a no text zone, it's a no sex zone, it's a no flex zone
Wack sauce I can hear it in your tone
This nigga keep staring at my phone
But if you're ugly it's a no text zone, it's a no sex zone, it's a no flex zone

No flex zone, no flex zone
They know better, they know better
No flex zone, no flex zone
They know better, they know better
Won a gold medal
And a gold bezel
I treat it so special
Now your ho jealous
Freak Hoes got several
They tens or better
I'm a trendsetter
I'm a go-getter

Put It On Ya lyrics - Nicki Minaj

'Cause I get wetter than umbrellas
And I'm groovier than stella
I'm flyer than a flier could you get me some repeller
I I mean I need repellet t-t-taste like watermellon
I'm buying if you selling if you lying than I'm telling

I supersize fries and the m is for Minaj
Heard you a dopeboy and I stay around your heart
I got some good pay it could get a nigga shot
So I go get more A's than a leather with the dye

Le-le-let me let me stop
Le-le-let me make it pop
You need some good bucks like you playing hopscotch
So let's go and get the chalk my Naomi Campbell walk
'Cause I'm a bad bitch like bark

Uh Shawty I wanna know if you got hang time
And if you think that you could beat it by a landslide
Don't lie you could see it in my eyes
I got some good cookies and I got some good pie
Could you pu-pu-put it on me
Could you pu-pu-put it on me
Pu-pu-put it on me
Could you pu-pu-put it on me
Pu-pu-put it on me
Could you pu-pu-put it on me
Pu-pu-put it on me
Could you pu-pu-put it on me

So Special lyrics - Nicki Minaj

I guess I'm wrong for thinking that I could trust you
For never holding all this shit against you
But now I'm strapped with my .45 special
I'm so special, so special, so special
Nigga you softer than a homosexual
And I am so extraterrestrial
So you can keep my things
There's nothing you can bring
And you can have my ring, you can add it to your bling
Cause I'm okay and I'm still a G
Pray for my enemies, my name's still Nicki
In time you'll change, but time don't freeze
You better leave better 'fore you get wetter than Pisces.

Yasss Bish lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Soulja Boy)

[Hook 1 - Soulja Boy:]
Yasss, Bish, Yasss [x12]

[Verse 1 - Nicki Minaj:]
Me, I'm just me, me, I'm just real
Me, I'm that bitch that be footing the bill
Only a real nigga could cop a feel
Credit Card blacker than that nigga Seal
25 million to broker the deal
Jewish my lawyer, he Kosher, the deal
And I am still poppin' them pills
I don't give a fuck how you bitches feel
Jealousy, jealousy that's how you feel?
I am still living in Beverly Hills
Tell 'em to chill, tell 'em to chill
Tell all them people, my wrist is on chill
Bitches can't beat me, they ain't got the skill
Eye of the tiger they ain't got the kill
Look up to Jada, I love her and Will
Bitches my sons but they not in my will
The fuck be wrong with these bitches?
The fuck be wrong with these niggas?
Hey!

[Hook 2 - Soulja Boy & Nicki Minaj:]
Yasss, Bish, Yasss [x12]
Tell 'em give a bad bitch her proper due
What they say ain't never what they gon' do
It say 250, on that fucking sticker
Pink Print hot, it should be in some slippers
Niggas know me, yeah

[Verse 2 - Nicki Minaj:]
I don't fuck with you niggas, I own the Clippers
I own some homes, I own my own liquor
Bitches is bitter, my titties is bigger
You bitches my sons, I need a babysitter
I am the dream, on the dream team
I am Olajuwon I am Hakeem
Dul Jabbar, I am Kareem
I am the Queen because I'm a machine
You not ready, you not seasoned
Go against me I say, "Fix it Jesus"
Thinking they hot, talk shit a lot
But when they shit drop I say "Fix it Jesus"
Oh, your shit ain't c-old
Word to my bank r-oll
Real niggas, ain't s-old
Dropping my single in two weeks
The Pink Print album a movie
Bitches be thinkin' they hot
But, these bitches be using that term, so loosely

[Hook 2 - Soulja Boy & Nicki Minaj:]

Zonin' lyrics - Nicki Minaj

I used to know this dude
Pretty lou out in LA
Said when I'm in LA
Then hit up his cell-ay
Cause he got something nice
He wanna put in my belly
He wanna bump and grind
Sorta like R. Kelly

See money ain't a thang
'Cause my doe is like woah
Pull out my bank roll on a nigga like yo
Let's make some videos
Get the benny boom crew
I'm hoppin out the rov's
In my jimmy choo shoes

I'm the boss bitch you know
I like to talk shit
I'm heavy in the streets
So you gon' need a forklift
And daddy lemme cum in your mouth
Like the dentist
I'm not the apprentice
Don't finish your sentence

Baby we ain't gotta talk, We could bone
Soon as we all alone
Then baby I'm aget you in the zone
'Cause you think we're all the same
But you're wrong
Just get me some patron
And baby I'ma get you in the zone

Zonin [x6]
Baby I'm about to have you
Zonin [x6]
Z-z-z-z-zone
Have ya zonin
Zonin, I'ma have you zonin
Zonin, yeah

Boom like talibani
I got some real nice pum pum
Nani nani nani
Jut let me take off my
Dolce gabani bani
Than I can be your little
Playboy bunny bunny

See you know what I mean we could sip a lil (weed)
Sweatin, heavy breathin
I can tell that you fiendin
See you're already thinkin that
You must be dreamin
Get them strawberries
Bring another whipped cream in

Lemme get ya cup of patron
I'ma get ya in the zone
I don't let the microphone hypnotize me no more
Listen daddy let me jump on
I'ma keep my pumps on
You know it come wrong
Plus my something dumb long

Baby we ain't gotta talk, We could bone
Soon as we all alone
Then baby I'm aget you in the zone
'Cause you think we're all the same
But you're wrong
Just get me some patron
And baby I'ma get you in the zone

Zonin [x6]
Baby I'm about to have you
Zonin [x6]
Z-z-z-z-zone
Have ya zonin
Zonin, I'ma have you zonin
Zonin, yeah

"Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded" (2012)

• Roman Holiday
• Come On A Cone
• I Am Your Leader
• Beez In The Trap
• HOV Lane
• Roman Reloaded
• Champion
• Right By My Side
• Sex In The Lounge
• Starships
• Pound The Alarm
• Whip It
• Automatic
• Beautiful Sinner
• Marilyn Monroe
• Young Forever
• Fire Burns
• Gun Shot
• Stupid Hoe
• Turn Me On
• Va Va Voom
• Masquerade

Roman Holiday lyrics - Nicki Minaj

[Hook: Nicki Minaj as Martha Zolanski]
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You'll be okay
(Stop it mother please)
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
(Get me out of here, mother)
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (Roman holiday)
A Roman holiday

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj as Roman Zolanski]
You done, you tight?
You suck at life?
You don't want a round three
You'll suffer twice.
Worship the queen and you might could pass
Keep it real, these bitches couldn't wipe my ass
Anyway, stylist, go get Bvlgari
I am the ultimate Svengali
You, You bitches can't even spell that
You, you hoes buggin'
Repel that
Let me tell you this, sister
I am, I am colder than a blister
Cause my flow's so sick
And I'm a lunatic
And this can't be cured with no Elixir
'Cause y'all know who the fuck, what the fuck I do
I done put the pressure to every thug I knew
Quack quack to a duck and a chicken too
Put the hyena in a freaking zoo

[Nicki Minaj as Martha Zolanski:]
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You'll be ok
(Mother stop it please)
You need to know your station, Roman (I cant take it)
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (leave me alone mother)
Roman holiday (I hate you)
A Roman holiday

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj as Roman Zolanski]
Witch, twitch, bitch!
Motherfucking right, this is World War 6
This right here might make a bitch die
And this right here is gonna make a bitch cry
And if you being honest, I am such a great guy
And this what I do when a bitch breaks flock
I'mma put her in a dungeon under, under
No them bitches ain't eating
They dying of hunger
Motherfucker I need, who the fuck is this whore
And yes maybe just a touch of tourettes
Get my wigs Terrance go and get my beret

[Nicki Minaj as Martha Zolanski:]
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman (Mother your a psychotic lady)
You'll be ok
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
(Get me out of her mother)
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (Roman holiday)
A Roman holiday

[Nicki Minaj as Roman Zolanski]
Come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
I am Roman Zolanski
Come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
I am Roman Zolanski
Come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
I am Roman Zolanski

Talking about me, you talking about me?
I dare a motherfucker, to be talking about me
Them bitches must be smokin' a couple of OC
They want the outline, I give them a goatee
God damn, motherfucker, you talking about me?
I dare a motherfucker, to be talking about me
Them bitches must be smoking a couple of OC
Ha Ba Ba Ba Ga Gum the goatee

[Nicki Minaj as Martha Zolanski:]
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You'll be ok
(Mother stop it please)
You need to know your station, Roman (I cant take it)
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (leave me alone mother)
Roman holiday (I hate you)
A Roman holiday

Come On A Cone lyrics - Nicki Minaj

Uhh! Unghh!
Bitches ain't serious, man these bitches delirious
All these bitches inferiors, I just pimp my interiors
I just pick up and go, might pick up a hoe
Might give conversation, if you kick up the dough
Never mind my money; never mind my stacks
Every bitch wanna be me, you can find 'em in Saks
"Pink Friday" two milli, "Super Bass" triple plat
When you see me on Ellen, just admit that I'm winning
Do a show for Versace, they request me by name
And if they don't get Nicki, it just won't be the same
When I'm sitting with Anna, I'm really sitting with Anna
Ain't a metaphor punchline, I'm really sitting with Anna!!
Front row at Oscar de la Renta posture
Ain't a bitch that could do it, not even my impostor
Put these bitches on lockout, where the fuck is your roster?
I pull up in that new new, marinara and pasta

[Chorus:]
Shake my head yo I'm mad, ain't a bitch in my zone
In the middle of nowhere, I just feel so alone
Got the certification, cause it come with the stone
But this ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, It should come on a cone
And my ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, It should come on a cone
Cause my ice is so cold, It should come on a cone

7-Up went and gave, my commercial to Cee-Lo
But don't tell them I said it, let's keep it on the d-low
If you need you a look, just put me on your song
But you know it'll cost, about six figures long
But you bitches ain't got it, where the fuck is your budgets?
Flying spurs for hers; me I'm fucking above it
And I just got the ghost, and I'm calling it (Casper)
But this shit is so cold, it belong in Alaska
Why the fuck am I styling? I competes with myself
When you win against Nicki, you depleted your wealth
And I'm not masturbating, but I'm feeling myself
Paparazzi is waiting, cause them pictures'll sell
Now don't you feel a-stupid, yeah that's egg on your face
If you wasn't so ugly, I'd put my dick in yo' face!
[Singing] Dick in your face; put my dick in your face, yeah!

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Ooohh-ooh, dick in your face [3x]
Put my dick in your face
Put my dick in your face, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah (YUH!)

I Am Your Leader lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. Cam’ron and Rick Ross)

Look sucker, this my gun butter
Street fighter bitches, this the up cutter
Nunchucka', no time to ducka'
Sign of the cross, cause this is her last suppa'
Play with me, check who came with me
I bought a couple 9′s, plus the k's with me
I breeze through queens to check some bad bitches
I stunt so hard, assess the damages
Cause this that aw, this is that aw
And yes I body bitches go get the bandages
Young yummy, fuck you got from me
I hate a phony bitch that front that chunk chummy
I'm me top shotta' drop the top toppa'
Big fat pussy with a icy watch

I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick

When I fly, it's one letter and one number
You wack hoes could get hot for one summer
After that the queen will still reign here,
I'm Santa Claus to these hoes without a reindeer
St. nick. ross, hey rick. I just got a toy, cost eight fifty
Now I'm in the hood, niggas is getting woodies
Hit the hot topic, nicki minaj hoodies
I'm a brand bitch I'm a brand
Go to harlem, and get Cam
It's dipset, get your dick wet
Boarded the big jet, and got a big check
Now you tell me, who the fuck is winning
I'm on my russel simmon, nicki denim nicki linen

I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick

[Rick Ross:]
Jealous niggas is gossipin, watch me tie up my laces
Bitches be jocking, tell by the look on they faces
8 digits I'm clocking, a lot of gold in my bracelet
7 figures on watches, I told my mama I made it
Made a deal for my project, just give me 10 mill I'm gravy
I went back to the projects, and 2 mill in mercedes
I get hit from your lady, have her bill me later
I'm on school with the hustle, just gave rihanna my pager
Heart break hotel, I'm in the 8 rise suite
Rolls royce wood, I'm talking play off seat
Know that boy busy balling I like to play all week
Monday night with the raw, I'm Vince McMahon with a beat
Power slamming them hammers I get you handled for free
So where the fuck is her manners, she gives brain while I tweet
DM, in the BM, you see 'em, the bucket, you love it
Motherfuckers on my dick, suck it

I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick [x2]

[Verse 4: Cam'ron]
See the car is european but got imported from tokyo
Looking like a shark, the nose call it pinocchio
Well off, wealthy, L.V. logo
Middle of july but the wrist on snowflow
Only do the aspens, y'all got a Poconos
I'm sunny and you must sun
Ride the whip, 5 on the hip, live with the pies got 9 for the flip
High with a bitch, she cry for the dick, oh my know why? I'm fly as it gets
Now I need an aspirin
She said, "You're only cam'ron",
Girlfriend you don't know cam'ron from nowhere
So don't go tampering, you're just a nail I hammer
Never girl that's on my camera
My name you cannot slander at all girl watch your manners
She run and tell her mother, "I think I love him nana"
Because you sat up on my lap? nah, I ain't santa.
They call me pot piper, OJ no glove, I knife her.
Never be a lifer, even do right cause
Why would I fight her? don't even like her

I am your leader, yes I am your leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick [x2]

Beez In The Trap lyrics - Nicki Minaj (feat. 2 Chainz)

[Hook]
Bitches ain't shit, and they ain't sayin' nuthin'
A hundred muthafuckas can't tell me nuthin'
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
[x2]

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Man, I been did that
Man, I been popped off
And if she ain't tryna give it up, she get dropped off
Let me bust that U-ie
Bitch, bust that open
Might spend a couple thou' just to bust that open
Rip it off, no jokin'
Like your name Hulk Hogan
Niggas move weight in the South, but live in Hoboken
Bitch, I spit that crack
Like I'm in that trap
So if you need a hit, then I'm with that bat

[Hook]
Bitches ain't shit, and they ain't sayin' nuthin'
A hundred muthafuckas can't tell me nuthin'
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
[x2]

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Okay now Nicki Nicki Nicki, put it in your kidney
Got a new LS 450, ain't no keys in this do-hicky
If I weren't rappin' I be trappin'
If I weren't trappin' I be pimpin'
If weren't pimpin' I be gettin' it, period
I don't smoke no bobby, but my denim be from Ricky
Got your girl on molly and we smokin' loud and drinkin'
Got my top back so you can see what I been thinkin'
If you know me then you know I've been thinking Franklin
Money, thousands, True Religion trousers
Got a private home, started from the public houses
Hair weave killer, causing her arousal
Audi A8, told them Audi 5000, uh

[Hook]
Bitches ain't shit, and they ain't sayin' nuthin'
A hundred muthafuckas can't tell me nuthin'
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
[x2]

[Bridge]
Damn, damn what they say about me?
I don't know man, fuck is on your biscuit?
If I get hits, swinging on a big bitch
I don't know man, I'm shittin' on your whole life
[x2]

[Hook]
Bitches ain't shit, and they ain't sayin' nuthin'
A hundred muthafuckas can't tell me nuthin'
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Man I'm out in Texas, man I'm out in A-town
Then I'm up in Chi-town or Miami shuttin' it down
It's that New Orleans, it's LA or The Bay
It's New York, Philly, and the whole DMV
I'm a Detroit Player, man it's North/South Cats
Ohio, Pittsburgh, got St. Louis on deck
It's Delaware, Connecticut, it's New Jersey got hella bricks
It's Queens Brooklyn and yea they're wildin'
The Bronx Harlem and Staten Island

[Hook]
Bitches ain't shit, and they ain't sayin' nuthin'
A hundred muthafuckas can't tell me nuthin'
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap

[Bridge]
Damn, damn what they say about me?
I don't know man, fuck is on your biscuit?
If I get hits, swinging on a big bitch
I don't know man, I'm shittin' on your whole life
[x2]

HOV Lane lyrics - Nicki Minaj

Zippin, I'm zippin, I'm zippin
Soon as they come out I'm dippin
Big ass closet, I'm trippin
Big booty strippers, I'm tippin
Big ass chain, I'm heavy
And it didn't cost me a penny
They pay me to rock it
Damn, I got niggaz in pocket
Superbowl; Grammys
What a hell of a jammie!
All these bitches my sons
I'ma get 'em a nanny
Argentina for Pepsi; Orlando All-Star
Fuck you said bitch?; Fuck you, porn star
I don't do shotgun, I be driving my own car
I don't do shots neither, I'm buyin the whole bar
Holy moley, G copped me a Rolly
I ain't catchin the puck
But iced out like a goalie nigga

[Chorus: repeat 4X]
I'm in the HOV lane, I'm in the HOV lane
And you, y-you-you, y-you-you Soul Train

I travel more than you walkin with a basketball
I'm out in Spain, runnin game to the matador
I'm in my own lane, you ain't in my category
You like a Rav 4, I'm like the Aventador
Birkin bags, man I merc them ads
When I re-up on "Reloaded" I'ma hurt them bad
Every shoot is hot, when I'm out I'm spotted
They gone frame the receipt if I sign the dotted
N-n-niggaz on Banshees is speedin
Dirt bikes is out for the season
Back break wheelie and leanin
Damn, a bitch late for a meetin
N-N-NYPD comin
Bellbock way, we gunnin
Double our engine hummin
Actin a fool, we dumbin

[Chorus]

[Interlude: repeat 2X]
N-N-Nintendo and we in the end-zone
I don't give a fuck hoe, like we in the friend zone
What the fuck it look like? What the fuck it's hittin fo'?
Tell them bitches "Y-y-y-y-you ain't about that life!"

[Sounds of motorcycles speeding by]

[Chorus]