Showing posts with label NICKI MINAJ. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NICKI MINAJ. Show all posts

Friday, 30 January 2015

NICKI MINAJ - 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 KNEEEEEEWW BET-TER!
Do your fucking research
You ain’t know this the no rip zone
This the "You can’t beat Nicki” 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'mma 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

Tuesday, 30 December 2014

NICKI MINAJ FT. DRAKE, LIL WAYNE AND CHRIS BROWN - ONLY

[Nicki Minaj]
Yo, I never fucked Wayne, I never fucked Drake
All my life man, fuck's sake
If I did, I'd a mènage with 'em
And let him eat my ass like a cupcake
My man full, he just ate
I don't duck nobody but tape
Yea, that was a set up for a punchline on duct tape
Worried bout if my butt's fake
Worried 'bout y'all niggas us straight
These girls are my sons, John and Kate plus eight
When I walk in, sit up straight, I don't give a fuck if I
was late
Dealing with my man on a G5
Is my idea of an update
Hut 1, hut two, big titties, big butt too
Fuck with them real niggas
Who don't tell niggas what they up to
Had to show bitches where the top is
Ring finger where the rock is
These hoes couldn't test me
Even if the name was pop quiz
Bad bitches who I fuck with
Mad bitches we don't fuck with
I don't fuck with them chickens
Unless they last name was cutlet
Let it soak in like seasonin'
And tell 'em bitch blow me, Lance Stephenson

[Chris Brown]
Raise your bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the fourth of july
Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight
Oh if you lame and you know it be quiet
Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only
Riches niggas only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side, only

[Drake]
I never fucked Nicki cause she got a man
But when that's over I'm the first in line
And the other day in her Maybach I thought God
damn
This is the perfect time
We had just come from that video
You know La traffic, how the city slow
She was sitting down on that big butt
But I was still staring at the titties though
Yeah, lowkey it may be high key
I been peeped that you like me you know
Who the fuck you really wanna be with besides me
I mean it doesn't take much for us
To do this shit quietly, I mean
She say I'm obsessed with thick women and I agree
That's right I like my girls Bbw
Type to wanna suck you dry
And then eat some lunch with you
So thick that everybody else in the room is so
uncomfortable
Ass on Houston Texas
But the face look just like Claire Huxtable
Oh, yeah, you the man in the city
When the mayor fuck with you
The Nba players fuck with you
The bad ass bitches doing makeup and hair fuck
with you
Oh, that's cause I believe in something not staying
for it
And Nicki if you ever tryna fuck
Just give me the heads up so I can plan for it
(Pinkprint, aye!)

[Chris Brown]
Raise your bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the fourth of july
Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight
Oh if you lame and you know it be quiet
Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only
Riches niggas only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side, only

[Lil' Wayne]
I never fucked Nicki and that's fucked up
If I did fuck, she'd be fucked up
Whoever is hittin'
Ain't hittin' it right
Cause she actin' like she need dick in her life
That's another story, I'm no story teller
I piss greatness like gold and jello
All my goons so overzealous
I'm from Holly Groove, the holy Mecca
Calender say I got money for days
I squirm and I shake
But I'm stuck in my ways
My girlfriend will beat a bitch up if she wave
Baby and I fucked with her surfboard, surfboard
My eyes are so bright, I take cover for shade
Don't have my money? I take mothers instead
You got the hiccups, you swallowed the truth
Then I make you burp, boy, treat beef like sirloin
I'm talkin' bout runnin' in houses with army guns
So think about your son and daughter rooms
Got two hoes with me, messed up, they got smaller
guns
Ain't thinkin' bout your son and daughter rooms
This is just crazy my nigga, I mean brazy, my nigga
That money talk, I just rephrase it, my nigga
Blood gang take the B, I'll behead ya, my nigga
Fucking for reals if you mouth off
I blow your face off
I mean pop-pop-pop then I take off
Nigga now you see me, nigga now you don't
Like Jamie Foxx acting like Ray Charles
16 in a clip, one in the chamber
17 ward bully with 17 bullets
My story is how I went from poor me
To police pour me a drink and celebrate with me

[Chris Brown]
Raise your bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the fourth of july
Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight
Oh if you lame and you know it be quiet
Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only
Riches niggas only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side, only

Friday, 22 August 2014

NICKI MINAJ FT. LIL HERB - CHI-RAQ

[Verse 1 - Nicki Minaj:]
Ain't yelling cut when it's shooting time
Sign up, it's recruiting time
Big wigs with a suit and tie
And them big things got two inside
Fuck wrong with these ho niggas?
I don't do coke, I don't blow niggas
I don't tell niggas, I show niggas
And it's never less than like 4 niggas
4 wings and some french fries
Hot sauce and ketchup nigga
He telling and he hiding but real niggas will still catch a
nigga
I cop Raris, I don't test drive em
Home theaters, can't best buy em
These niggas that I roll with don't let a single thing get
by em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town no gun laws
Broke bitches that talk shit, now them the bitches I
stunt for
Malcolm X daughter came at me
Looking ass niggas ain't happy
Rolled out with some Latin Kings and some eses and
them plain khakis
Smack bitches, no smack cam
Closed fists, no back hands
Pop pussy on a hand stand, they sucking dick like it's
band camp
Call Web and then call Nitty
Queens niggas in it's all hoodies
Kidnapping and then rob niggas
Call D-rock for a biggie
Pussy ass lil rap niggas
I fucked with real trap niggas
Pop star, icon but I send niggas come snatch niggas
I'm with EBK, you on EBT
Got a black nine, call it BET
School niggas get a GED
And I tease niggas make em B.E.G
Got a money fetish, imma fly to Venice
Got a big house I can play some tennis
Lil herb, what's good?
I'm a bad bitch and I fuck good

[Hook - Lil Herb:]
Know a couple niggas that's down to ride for a homicide
When it's drama time
Run up on a nigga with the llamas flyin
Leave his loved ones all traumatized
One-fifty I'm really wit' it
I'll drop his ass and then forget it
I'm the man round my side of town
Might see a bitch and forget I hit it

[Verse 2 - Lil Herb:]
I'm a young nigga I be getting money
Take your bitch from you
And these niggas get no respect
I'mma stay 100 till I'm 6 under
Matter fact I gotta keep it 150
For every nigga that's gon come with me
I'm on rock block with a new semi and a blue Bentley
and do 160
Smoke a lot a of weed
Like fuck gimmicks, put a dutch in me
Got a 40 on me, I don't trust any
And if any nigga ever try to end me
I'mma die shooting praying God forgive me
You too busy hating you can't get no paper, why are
ya'll so silly?
Straight killers I can call so many
I don't love no bitches but my mom, my sister, my gun
and Nicki
I'm in Hollywood came from Kingston Food
Shorties standing in the streets with tools
Where I'm from we don't play no games
Ain't no April fools, you will make the news
Where I hang we don't say no names
If you talk to cop I stay away from you
Keep your mouth shut in them investigations
You'll be out the station in a day or two
Dedication and a little patience
Leave the domination on my way to greatness
Don't put yourself up in a situation
Putting my relations in your conversations
Shoot a opposition with no hesitation
You get my position nigga better take it
Know some young bulls from a while back
Tryna leave the game but they never made it
I got old shit, killing your shit
On a couple tracks i just never played it
Pussy nigga you don't want war I got old clips bitch I'm
Baron Davis
Pussy nigga you don't want war I got old clips bitch I'm
Baron Davis

[Hook - Lil Herb]
Know a couple niggas that's down to ride for a homicide
When it's drama time
Run up on a nigga with the llamas flyin
Leave his loved ones all traumatized
One-fifty I'm really wit' it
I'll drop his ass and then forget it
I'm the man round my side of town
Might see a bitch and forget I hit it

[Lil Herb:]
Gang, gang, gang shit man you already know I'm
rocking man. This is G Herbo shout out Nicki Minaj you
know man. SB just gave me the nine with the green,
Beans just gave me the green light. Letting niggas have
it man we pulling up anywhere wetting shit man. Got
50s in them Tecs, 50s in them Mecs man, 30s in them
Glocks. 17 shot Berettas all that shit man. Sawed offs,
pumps man what you want? How you want it, where
you want, where you want it, lets get it. And I ride Dolo
from state to state even when I ain't 150 man Chiraq
all the way to Queens, lets get it

[Nicki Minaj:]
Uh-huh I always got a trick up my sleeve. I might give
you a new trick every week till this album drop, I don't
know. I figured they want some more, I'mma give you
some more. Ask Web if I wasn't taking them trips, what
up nigga?

NICKI MINAJ FT. SOULJA BOY - YASSS BISH

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

[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 Dill (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?

[Hook 2: Soulja Boy & Nicki Minaj]
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
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
PinkPrint 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 gold!
Word, to my bank roll
Real niggas, ain't sold
Dropping my single in two weeks
The PinkPrint album a movie
Bitches be thinkin' they hot
But, these bitches be using that term, so loosely

[Hook 2: Soulja Boy & Nicki Minaj]
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
Yasss, Bish, Yasss
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
PinkPrint hot, it should be in some slippers
Niggas know me, yeah

NICKI MINAJ - ANACONDA

My Anaconda don't...
My Anaconda don't...
My Anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun

Boy toy named Troy, used to live in Detroit
Big dope dealer money, he was getting some coins
Was in shootouts with the law, but he live in a palace
Bought me Alexander McQueen, he was keeping me
stylish
Now that's real, real, real,
Gun in my purse, bitch I came dressed to kill
Who wanna go first? I had them push daffodils
I'm high as hell, I only took a half of pill
I'm on some dumb shit

By the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals
Come through and fuck 'em in my automobile
Let him eat it with his grills,
And he telling me to chill
And he telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
Say he don't like 'em boney, he want something he can
grab
So I pulled up in the Jag, and I hit 'em with the jab
like...
Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun

My Anaconda don't..
My Anaconda don't..
My Anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun

Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Look at her butt (look at her butt)

This dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles
Dick bigger than a tower, I ain't talking about Eiffel's
Real country ass nigga, let me play with his rifle
Pussy put his ass to sleep, now he calling me NyQuil
Now that bang bang bang,
I let him hit it 'cause he slang Cocaine
He toss my salad like his name Romaine
And when we done, I make him buy me romaine
I'm on some dumb shit

By the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals
Come through and fuck 'em in my automobile
Let him eat it with his grills,
And he telling me to chill
And he telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
Say he don't like 'em boney, he want something he can
grab
So I pulled up in the Jag, Mayweather with the jab
like...
Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun

My Anaconda don't..
My Anaconda don't..
My Anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun

Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Look at her butt (look at her butt)

Little in the middle but she got much back
Little in the middle but she got much back
Little in the middle but she got much back
Oh my God (look at her back)

My Anaconda don't..
My Anaconda don't..
My Anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun

Don't don't don't, my Anaconda don't..
Don't want none unless you got buns hun

Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt

Yeah, he love this fat ass
Yeah! This one is for my bitches with a fat ass in the
fucking club
I said, "Where my fat ass big bitches in the club?"
Fuck the skinny bitches, Fuck the skinny bitches in the
club
I wanna see all the big fat ass bitches in the
motherfucker club, fuck you if you skinny bitches what?

I got a big fat ass. Come on

Sunday, 29 June 2014

NICKI MINAJ - PILLS N POTIONS

Pills and potions
We're overdosing
I'm angry but I still love you
Pills and potions
We're overdosing
Can't stand it, but I still love you

I still love, I still love
I still love, I still love
I still lo-o-ove, I still love
I still love, I still love
I still love, I still love

I still love, I still love
I still love, I still love
I still lo-o-ove, I still love
I still love, I still love
I still love, I still love

Ayo they could never make me hate you
Even though what you was doing wasn't tasteful
Even though you out here looking so ungrateful
Imma a keep it moving, be classy and graceful
I told 'em it's no friends in the game
You ain't learned that yet
All the bridges you came over, don't burn that yet
Niggas want respect, but niggas ain't earned that yet
Self-righteous, and entitled
But they swearing on the Bible that they love you
When really they're no different from all your rivals
But I still don't wish death on them, I just reflect on
them

Pills and potions
We're overdosing
I'm angry but I still love you
Pills and potions
We're overdosing
Can't stand it, but I still love you

I still love, I still love
I still love, I still love
I still lo-o-ove, I still love
I still love, I still love
I still love, I still love

I still love, I still love
I still love, I still love
I still lo-o-ove, I still love
I still love, I still love
I still love, I still love

Yo, people will love you and support you when it's
beneficial
Imma forgive, I won't forget, but Imma dead the issue
Soon as you out the nigga's lives is when they start to
miss you
They see you doing good now it's kinda hard to diss
you
Niggas be sick when they remember all the bad they
wished you
Niggas be mad when they can't come and live lavish
with you
But I sped off in a Benzy, I see the envy when I'm
causing a frenzy
So I pop pills for them, cop cribs in the Hills on 'em

Pills and potions
We're overdosing
I'm angry but I still love you
Pills and potions
We're overdosing
Can't stand it, but I still love you

I still love, I still love
I still love, I still love
I still lo-o-ove, I still love
I still love, I still love
I still love, I still love

I still love, I still love
I still love, I still love
I still lo-o-ove, I still love
I still love, I still love
I still love, I still love

I get high off your memory
I get high off your memory
I get high off your memory
In due time, we'll be fine
In due time...

I still love, I still love
I still love, I still love
I still lo-o-ove, I still love
I still love, I still love
I still love, I still love

I still love, I still love
I still love, I still love
I still lo-o-ove, I still love
I still love, I still love
I still love, I still love

Thursday, 6 March 2014

NICKI MINAJ - LOOKIN' ASS NIGGA

[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 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 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]
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

Sunday, 26 January 2014

NICKI MINAJ - YOUR LOVE

[Chorus:]
Shawty, Imma only tell you this once, you're the illest (Bah ba
dah dah oh)
And for your lovin' I'm a Die Hard like Bruce Willis
(Bah ba dah dah oh)
You got spark, you, you got spunk
You, you got something all the girls want
You're like a candy store
And I'm a toddler
You got me wantin' more and mo mo more of

Your love, your love (yeah, yeah) [x4]
Your love, your love [x4]

Thursday, 26 September 2013

NICKI MINAJ - POUND THE ALARM

Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter, and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down

Yo, what I gotta do to show these girls that I own them
Some call me nicki, and some call me roman
Skeeza, pleeza, I'm in Ibiza (whoa)
Giuseppe Zannotti my own sneaker
Sexy, sexy that's all I do
If you need a bad bitch
Let me call a few
Pumps on and them little mini skirts is out
I see some good girls, I'm a turn 'em out
Ok bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, what?
Bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, let's go.

Music, makes me, high

Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor
You know we getting hotter, and hotter
Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down

Pound the alarm!
Pound the alarm!

NICKI MINAJ FT. CAM'RON AND RICK ROSS - I AM YOUR LEADER

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

NICKI MINAJ FT. LIL WAYNE - HIGH SCHOOL

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
He said he came from Jamaica
He owned a couple acres
A couple fake visas cause he never got his papers
Gave up on love, fucking with them heart breakers
But he was gettin' money with the movers and the shakers
He was mixed with a couple things
Ball like a couple rings
Bricks in the condo
And grams to Sing Sing
Left arm, baby mother tatted
5-year bid up north when they ratted
Anyway, I felt him, helped him
Put him on lock, seat-belt him
Took him out to Belgium, welcome
Bitches this pretty, that's seldom
This box better than the box he was held in
I'm Momma Dee in that order
I call him Daddy like daughters
He like it when I get drunk
But I like it when he be sober
That's top of the toppa
I never fuck with beginners
I let him play with my pussy then lick it off of his fingers
I'm in the zone

NICKI MINAJ - FREEDOM

[Verse 1]
They never thank me for opening doors
But they ain't even thank Jesus when he died on the cross
'Cause your spirit is ungrateful, bitches is so hateful
I remain a staple
My career's been a pink print
When I retire, tell 'em think pink
Pink Friday is the imprint
And these bitches basic, instinct
Oh shit, my commercial's on
Did I really body bitches with commercial songs?
Did I really prophesy every thing I do?
But before I continue let me thank my crew
So that was Young Wayne, Mack Maine,
Baby & Slim came
Tez & E.I. told me it wouldn't be in vain
'Cause prior to me signing
I could've went insane
And even now I think do I really want this fame
Let me get up and go, 700 to go
Overseas for a show
Everybody get quiet when I'm starting the show
Man I'm birthing these artists
And I'm starting to show

[Hook (x2)]
I feel free
I feel freedom
Why they mad?
You should see them
Burn a L
'Cause it's crazy in here
Crazy in here
Crazy in here

NICKI MINAJ FT. FUTURE - VA VA VOOM

[Nicki Minaj:]
Just met a boy, just met a boy when
He could come inside of my play pen
'Cause he look like a superstar in the making
So I think that I'm going in for the taking
Hear through the grape vine that he caking
W-w-we could shoot a movie, he could do the taping
B-b-boom, boom pow, this thing be shaking
I ain't even tryna find out who he dating
('cause I know he got a wife at home)
(But I need just one night alone)
(If he keep playing them kidding games)
(I'ma run away aye, I'ma run away aye aye)

[Chorus:]
I-I-I wanna give you
One last option
I-I-I wanna give you
One last chance
I-If you're looking for the
Main attraction
Just hold on tight and
Let me do my dance
If you want it I'm gonna be
Va va voom, voom
If you got it, you got it
You got that boom, boom
If you want it, I'm gonna be
Va va voom, voom
If you got it, you got it
You got that boom, boom

NICKI MINAJ FT. PARKER - HELL YEAH

[Hook: Parker (x2)]
What we do when we go high?
We doin' it all night
Ooh the girls, they wanna ride with us tonight
I'm in the middle of the club with my niggas and we all fucked
up
Screamin' hell yeah, hell yeah

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
I ain't see you on the Forbes yet
Swear to God, I ain't see you in the stores yet
Donatella on the corset
Pretty gang in the back of my Corvette
Copped my best friends Rangers and Benzes
Plus all my menses, Louie V lenses
This is how you feel when you winning
Man they been rocking with me since the beginning, innin'
This is where the stress ends
Feel ill when you never got a stress ends
Always in the press when
Paparazzi in the bushes with the stretch lens
Say cheese to that
Pull up on the double R, pop clutch on them
And them strippers ain't mad when I touch on them
Russell Simmons shoe game, put a rush on them
Send a GT vodka, sittin' on top, uh
Mafia money eatin' seafood pasta
VMA's, I was good, dear
Front row, yea, always in a good chair
The bad gon' boo
But the good cheer
That's why my pocket on blimp like the good year, yeah
Yeah, yeah

NICKI MINAJ FT. CASSIE - THE BOYS

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
P-p-p-p punch line Queen, no boxer though
Might pull up in a Porsche, no boxster though
Tell a hater,"Yo, don't you got cocks to blow?"
Tell 'em Kangaroo Nick, I'll box a ho
Shoulda shoulda said I got 5 in a possible
Don't go against Nicki, Impossible
I done came through with my wrist on Popsicle
Man these hoes couldn't ball with a Testicle
Nigga-nigga-nigga-nigga

[Cassie]
Your lipstick stain
Smells like a cheap hotel
Diamond watches and a gold chain
Can't make my frown turn around

NICKI MINAJ - BEAUTIFUL SINNER

South Africa is where I come from
Get me my banjo, get me my drum
Kidnap Korea and don't take ransom
Don't let me come out of my dungeon

Chu wan me to leave then take it d-down
You see me come out of England at dawn
You say the pattern come from Kingston
Trinidad Trinidad, my island

I see you in here dancin'
Your preview is quite romantic
I envy your perfect kind of life
Who knew you'd be so sexy
I think you're quite fantastic
Screw your flaws
You're perfect in my eyes
And maybe I'm naïve for loving you
You're a cheat and a liar
But tonight you're everything I desire
You beautiful sinner
I love your wicked heart
Beautiful sinner
It's such a work of art

I didn't know that bad could love so good
You are the type of bad that feels so good

NICKI MINAJ FT. LIL WAYNE - ROMAN RELOADED

[Hook - Nicki Minaj]
Bang, my shit bang, it bang bang
B-b-bang, my shit bang it bang bang

[Verse 1 - Nicki Minaj]
I guess I went commercial
Just shot a commercial
When I flew to the set though
I ain’t fly commercial
And the ad is global, yep
Your ad was local
Where we shot it was a lot of different agriculture’s
So I laugh at hopefuls
Nicki pop, only thing that’s pop is my endorsement
I, fuck around I have to go and reinforce the glock

NICKI MINAJ FT. CHRIS BROWN - RIGHT BY MY SIDE

It all comes down to this
I miss your morning kiss
I won’t lie, I’m feeling it
You don’t know, I’m missing it
I’m so dumb, I must admit
It’s too much to hold it in
I can’t say no more than this
I just hope your heart hear me now
Gotta let you know how I’m feeling
You own my heart, he just renting
Don’t turn away, pay attention
I’m pouring out my heart oh, boy

[Chorus:]
I-I, I’m not living life
I’m not living right
I’m not living if you’re not by my side
Oooh-ohhh

I-I, I’m not living life
I’m not living right
I’m not living if you’re not by my side
Oooh-ohhh

Tuesday, 24 September 2013

NICKI MINAJ FT. BEENIE MAN - GUN SHOT

[Nicki Minaj:]
Mi man, mi say
Nuff gyal a road a chase you lately
Mi know, the truth
But that don't bother me
So tell dem gyal dem, oooh
And tell ya friend dem, oooh

[Chorus 1: Nicki Minaj]
My gun a go gun shot, in a dem blood clot
Anywhere dem which part, any way dem go
So tell dem gyal deh Yoooo, tell dem gyal say yooo
My gun a go shot, in a dem blood claat
Anywhere dem which part, any way dem go
So tell dem gyal dem yooo, mek dem gyal dem know

Thursday, 19 September 2013

NICKI MINAJ FT. TYGA AND THOMAS BRINX - I ENDORSE THESE STRIPPERS

I endorse this message I endorse this message
I am Nicki Minaj and I support this message
I am Nicki Minaj and I support this message
I endorse these strippers I endorse these strippers
I am Nicki Minaj and I support these strippers
I am Nicki Minaj and I support these strippers

I endorse young Mitt, I am young Nick
Your panties all in a bunch, well you can suck my dick
All these chicks is ridiculous Conversations is frivolous
Man, fuck all these bitches I am a polygamist
Playing with my pussy I am just that bored
I mean we could've went shopping
But what could you afford?
I bust a band in the VIP
My money can't fit in clips
I tell the hoes when they strip
That they can play with my clit
Ooooh,