Список текстов песен nicki minaj

Текст песни:

Aww fuck it give me that damn bucket
When I throw this pussy you better not start ducking
Ohh, yo, hit em with the blow.
Look out n the crowd and everybody′s yelling noo!
Grab em by his locks and give him some good boxer head
Not below the belt I wanna give em good top. top. top.
Give em good top head not below the belt I wanna give him good top!
One, two three, they yelling one, two three
I den hit em with the motherfucking court two piece tell em.
Tell em to? out too late to tap out
Give em more head then tupays with the knockout.

@ Nicki Minaj

Текст песни:

Oh ooh (x4)

[Will.i.am]
Step up in the party like my name was Mr. T
All these hating naggers ain’t got nothing on me.
Honestly I gotta stay as fly as I can be
If you lick and roll it you get super OG
Mine is always ? cause I′m fly, fly, fly
Dummies they can’t touch me cause I′m floating sky high
I stay nigga-rific you don’t need to ask why
You can try and see with your eyes

[Bridge]
I can’t believe it, it’s so amazing.
This club is heating, this party’s blazing.
I can’t believe it, this beat is banging.
I can’t believe it, I can’t believe i-it.

[Chorus]
(Hey) Check It Out (x10)
(Yeah yeah, I’m feeling it now-ow)
Check It Out (x3)

[Nicki Minaj]
Stepped up in the party like my name was “that b***h”.
All these haters mad because I’m so established.
They know I’m a beast, yeah I’m a f**king savage
Haters you can kill yourself.
In my space shuttle and I’m not coming down
I’m a stereo and she’s just so monotone
Sometimes it’s just me and all my bottles all alone
I ain’t coming back this time.

[Chorus]
(Hey) Check It Out (x10)
(Yeah yeah, I’m feeling it now-ow)
Check It Out (x3)
Check this mother-f**ker OUT!
It got me in the club, in the club, just rocking like this…

The DunDun
The sun done
Yep, the sun done
Came up, but we still up in dungeon
The DunDun
Yep, in London
Competition, why yes I would love some
How the f**k they get mad cause they run done.
Mad cause I’m getting money in abundance
Man I can’t even count all of these hundreds
Duffle bag every time I go to SunTrust
I leave the rest just to collect interest
I mean interest
F**k my nemesis
Exclamation… just for emphasis
And I don’t sympathize, cause you a simple b***h
I just pop up on these hoes on some pimple sh*t
And put the iron to your face you old wrinkled b***h

We just had to kill it
We on the radio hotter than a skillet
We in the club making party people holla
Money in the bank we be getting top dollar
I’m a big baller,
You a little smaller
Step up to my level, you need to grow a little taller
I’m shot caller
Get up off my collar
You a Chihuahua
I’m a Rottweiler

[Bridge]
I can’t believe it, it’s so amazing.
I can’t believe it, this beat is banging.
I can’t believe it, it’s so amazing.
I can’t believe it, I can’t believe i-it.

[Chorus]
(Hey) Check It Out (x10)
Check It Out (x3)

@ Nicki Minaj

Текст песни:

I′m a dime, u a nickelette
Light skinn impigiment
Write my own shyt, ya′ll copyright n infrigament[? ]
I eat dese rap bitches, sumbodi get me a dinner mint
Pussy make him tattoo my name up on his ligament
Fuc wrong with dem, my nerves dey keep tweekn
Tell em I′m da chief, I′m runnin with Mohikans
Tell em dis is church, n tell em I am da decan
Tell em dat I′m black, chinese, and butter peacon
Pull up in da Range, I′m givin dem more reasons
Hit up Lil Wayne, while I′m in da 4 Seasons
Tell Gutta mac, n Kid KId I′m here
I′m colder den a cough, I′m wetter den swim gear
Got all dis lil bitches g-gettin p-pink hair
I′m pretty n I′m fly, I′m up in da pink lier[? ]
I needed an assistant, I got me a pink queer
Decorated his office with flowers and pink chairs (chairs)

[talking:]
Listen... nicki minaj, nicki lewinksy... where da fuc is da president

@ Nicki Minaj

Текст песни:

Hear the Devil callin′,
I can hear em,
It′s like I get chills down my spine when I′m near him,
Mad, I′m a tad too bad, I don′t fear him,
I don′t need the preachers,
I′m the high priestess.
Everywhere I go, I get "Hi, nice to meet you.",
Bxtches know I beast this,
I′m the fashionistist.
And they know I stay around the white like a groom,
Look up in the sky, I see somebody on a broom.
I think I′m gettin′ hi-high-hi-high on my own supply,
Yellin′ "Rasta, alright! " when I′m ridin′ by,
See I used to be the wife of a king,
Back when I was smugglin′ them things in the bing.
Now that I′m a boss bxtch,
It′s a win-win,
Come to Mr. Chow′s or meet me in Chin-Chin,
Now I get′cha ching & my name bells ring -
Oops, I mean my name ring bells, ding ding.

[Chorus:]
I′m in Jamaica with them keys under palm trees,
The leprachaun sees what my palm reads.
And if my heart seize, please call my aunties,
I think them girls tellin′, I hear them boys yellin′ [x2]

Get down, get down, get down down,
Get d- get down, get down, get down down,
Get down, get down, get down down,
Get down, get down on the ground,
Get down, get down on the ground.

Man, fxck a P0,
And fxck a C0,
′bout to set it off like Cleo,
Mad they done tapped my trio,
Begged my skio,
Heard the bxtch lyin′ like Leo.
Anyway, I′m the ninja,
Kawasaki blazin′,
In a kimono, "Konichiwa" to the Asians.
I kick, kick, kick it like I′m Bruce Lee′s son,
So all of that yellin′ in the street soon done.
Cus if I take my ski mask off, then I′m dumbin′,
The young Chaka Khan, yes - I am every woman.
And I am ′bout that coke, not what′cha put the rum in,
Say a little prayer, tell the Lord that I′m comin′ (comin′)

[Chorus:]
I′m in Jamaica with them keys under palm trees,
The leprachaun sees what my palm reads.
And if my heart seize, please call my auntie,
I think them girls tellin′, I hear them boys yellin′ [x2]

Can you hear the yellin′?
Comin′ for me, comin′ for me-e-e-e.
Comin′ for me, comin′ for me, comin′ for me.

@ Nicki Minaj

Текст песни:

Guess who?
You bitches it′s RiRi
(Lam) Lamborghini strawberry, kiwi
Fashion week in Paris was nice
Every designer had my size (Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Switch my hair they gon copy her
Switch my gear they gon copy her
Lo-lo-look at how they stare just to copy her
Well Roger that?
Did you copy that?
Co-co-copy cat?

I am go-going homes
I am go-going homes
I shut it down already
I am go-going homes
I am go-going homes
I am go-going homes
I shut it down already
I am go-going homes

Back door because I am leaving
One more, but now they just greedy
Yo, tell me fi go make em gwan with no mistakes
Color up shades lower with my disguise
Switch my hair they gon copy her
Switch my gear they gon copy her
Lo-lo-look at how they stare just to copy her
Well Roger that?
Did you copy that?
Co-co-copy cat?

I am go-going homes
I am go-going homes
I shut it down already
I am go-going homes
I am go-going homes
I am go-going homes
I shut it down already
I am go-going homes

Are you ready for the show?
We get a lot of dough
And you already know, yeah you already know
That I done shut it down
That′s why I′m going home...

@ Nicki Minaj

Текст песни:

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]

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Текст песни:

(feat. Brinx & Busta Rhymes)

I got my mind on my money and I′m not goin awayyyy...
So keep on gettin yur paper...

[Brinx:]
Now you hold it′s yur excellence... see I t.c oh forward slash president... east side resident oh so
evident... brinx billy ride cousin black on black phantom 26′s on the side of em... ninas on the
side of em... goonies on the side of em... anybody can get it boy be careful on the side of them...
these niggas are burial guns no fearial... money hungry honey with me if you holla she gonna carry
you... flyer than a aireal vechical gerital... sittin on my feet when I′m stuntin on them people...
I tell no fabels everyhting chillen... fax machines office max see me for that paper... you workin
for short bread ain′t my money long youngin... bxtch I′m on trappin more digits than a phone number
different time zones on em kill them niggas lyrcially... left side of my closet look invaded by
italy... right side paris left side flaggin paper is is my main chick me and money married... and
that′s all a nigga knoes bitch that′s why them brand new niggas is all up on my old shxt...

[Speaking: Nicki Minaj]
That′s what I did I came up out the truck... you what I′m sayin... I chuck my dueces like... that′s
all I do like... young money nicki minaj it′s the ninja harajuku barbie and all of that... nah I′m
sayin all that... me gettin money you writin disses we gettin money... yeaaaaa boiiiiii

Hit me my limozine... all in yur magazine... and when I come they betta lean like a Promethazine
they say nicki nice... I′m about my money mama... and tell michelle I got my eye on barack obama...
tryin to get that modana you kno hannah montanna... and you can find me sittin indian style with the
dolly lama... konichiwa I get my yin and say sayonara... I′m medatating and I′m in conhootz with a
higher power... mind on money money on mind mind mind on my money mind[yo hoe rai que quo)... mind
on money ay mind on my money babe... how does this money taste wine in yo moneys face... you see the
signs and the teachings... well if you didn′t knoe well this is grindin season... now and go get yur
gangs signs throw it up... all my niggas on them bikes throw it up... we don′t care what you say...
we ain′t gonna win no way... my niggas bring the heat like a summer day... so mind on my mutha fckn
money mind on my mutha fckn money oooooo...

[Speakin: Busta Rhymes]
Ayo I speak forgien lanuages and shxt... but the lanuage is speak is that monney lanuage... hahahah
flipmode bxtch... brinx I like how we do the brinx truck job on these niggas homey... time after
time again I like niggas and remind niggas how I hold out on mutha fckas...

Niggas out here frontin about they bread you can′t trust it niggas my money so stupid call me warren
busta buss nigga... glad it ain′t a toss and everything about me butters I′ve been counting money so
long I see dollar signs and different colors... my money is smear and smutherd yur money you hear me
brotha been about that bread like I was broke or still in the gutta... and in case you ain′t knoe
there will be no repalcement and them bags of arab money I got stashed in the basement face it...
when ever I shine I glisten and when ever I talk you listen ain′t no money gettin made in these
street without my premission I keeps it drug infested my money is well invested it′s to the point my
[? ] is well respected you need to check my method I promise you I be the wrong nigga that′s comes
to my money that you ever want to mess with grind like missionary labor holding indigutary paper you
already knoe my team is filled with [? ] ears we made you... I don′t give a fck about yur
stipulation... type of bread appropriate for every situation... you can tell by the jewlery sittin
on my collar from the bread to the crib I knoe all about the dollar

@ Nicki Minaj

Текст песни:

[Chorus:]
Alot of rap niggas be trynna play hard.
I was tought to only reach for the hand of your gun.
So when I lift the shirt thats the end of discussion.
Click Clack mothafuckaz, I ain′t trynna hear that.

[Verse 1:]
They call me Nicholas, style defined as ridiculous.
I beg your pardon, meet me at the garden
#1 draft, I′m New York′s pick & I don′t lose like them dudes on the New York knicks... (check
it)
I′m over seas rockin hella capris, in the west Indies eatin delicacies... I tell ′em.
They want Cain like erica, please.
Brotha, your money young like government cheese
These broke rappers always rappin′ bout a pink truck, I′m only happy when I hopin out da brinks
truck.
And I don′t need a 16, I got a sentence... I goes on a fucka like an entrance.
These old bitches betta change they dentures, when I get in the game, dey gonna play the benches.
Fuck your friendship, pay attention.
Bitch get at me, I′ma pay my henchmen.

[Chorus:]
Alot of rap niggas be trynna play hard.
I was taught only reach for the hand of your gun.
So when I lift the shirt that′s the end of discussion.
Click Clack mothafuckaz, I ain′t trynna hear nothin.

[Verse 2:]
They call me Maraj.
Fuck u & fuck your squad.
Head bitch in charge, I ain′t talkin bout the tod.
I′m on the other line & I ain′t talkin bout call waitin.
I′m VIP lil mama I jus walk straight in.
Lil Dolce & Gabanna got this bul hatin, thats I pop up in da porch with da top vacant.
Mami stop fakin, talkin bout what u got. You ain′t got nothin & your not caking.
You′re not my taste, get outta my face. I play the top like eight friends on your myspace.
Stay in a child′s place... Check the timin.
I rock bitches like they throwin up the diamond. (ITS THE ROCK)
You on a flight, I be bakin on islands.
Mami, your accent sound faker than Dylan.
MURDER THEM, MURDER THEM.
Fuck a competition, already murder them.

[Chorus:]
Alot of rap niggas be trynna play hard
I was taught only reach for the hand of your gun.
When I lift the shirt thats the end of discussion.
Click Clack mothafuckaz, I ain′t trynna hear nothin′.

[Verse 3:]
They call me Nicki M., hard to find me in a sticky gin,
I play the club, with a thug & some pretty friends.
And if they ain′t got the gat, they got the knife on.
You′re too whack to get up on one of y song.
You gotta deal, cause u was givin up da coochie prolly, but I′ll arrange one hit like oochie
wallie.
And you′ll be gone to November like Wyclef, I hold weight & I ain′t talkin′ bout Biceps.
I rep Queens like the crown, when I′m in the 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 taught only reach for the hand of your gun.
When I lift da shirt dats da end of discussion
Click Clcak mutha fuckaz, I ain′t trynna hear nuthin

@ Nicki Minaj

Текст песни:

[Hook:]
Girl after girl, girl after girl
Girls going wild I got girls kissing girls
Girl after girl, girl after girl
Girls going wild I got girls kissing girls

[Verse 1:Gucci Mane]
Me her her and her, grab her by her hair
Big girls in here, girls touchin on girls
Get her by her garter, grab her by her heels
Make her pop a pill, still let her hit the blunt till
She feels like I feel, will not just cost a lil
Climb her like a hill, these hoes are for real
Me her and her friends, they look like they twins
She so fuckin fine that I touched her up again
Told her last time she can bring her other friend
Then I lost her number never seen again
The best brain in the world, do her thing with a girl
But don′t call her yo girl, or let her hang with yo girl

[Hook: x2]
Girl after girl, girl after girl
Girls going wild I got girls kissing girls
Girl after girl, girl after girl
Girls going wild I got girls kissing girls

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Puh puh pop a beer, I′m a need some honey
Chew it like a gummy, stupid juicy oozy runny
Listen Gucci mane I got what u need
Keisha and Alisha and a million packs of weed
Girls everywhere Gucci go and get the camera
White girls too ohh Julie Annie Amber
Can I squeeze your boobs, let me see your boobs
Ain′t none of these bitches on my cruising altitude (altitude)
Minaj is the name, it′s me and Gucci tag team Wrestlemania brain
I′m stupid uh I′m stupid can u teach me how to read
Lil mami get to flashin get yo Mardi Gras beads

[Hook:]
Girl after girl, girl after girl
Girls going wild I got girls kissing girls
Girl after girl, girl after girl
Girls going wild I got girls kissing girls

@ Nicki Minaj

Текст песни:

It jus dawned on me; I am Nicki Minaj.

[Verse 1:]
I ain′t know tha president live in D.C. and I ain′t know they call me nicki lewinskie. I Never knew
that dude with jay was Pimp C. buht I know I be w| paris and lindsey. I jus know that I be on my fly
girl shit.I fly girl pop up & I fly girl dip. I fly girl stunt; like a fly girl flip. & I
don′t never guzzle it; I fly girl sip. Now get that rosé; get that get that rosé.
a lil hennesy & louie tha 13. Now ever body look my way my way. excuse all the haters cause they
lookin sideways let′s get it now. (Yea).

[Chorus:]
You got me wrong. You be sittin by tha bar when it′s your song. You can act like u don′t like it
buht cha do; cha do; cha do.
I think I′m gonna kill tha mutherfuckin dj. If he don′t pull up let tha record replay. record
replay; let that record replay. I think I′m gonna kill tha motherfuckin dj. (Ohh)

[Verse 2:]
I Didn′t Know the police was from babylon. And I ain′t know I′m cold just like an avalanche. I
didn′t know my titties wuhs bigger than pamela. Got paparazzi flickiinq be flickiinq they cam_er_a.
I jus know that I be on my fly girl shit; w| my fly girl stomach; & my fly girl hipsz. I fly
girl ball w| my fly girl mitt. & I can only kiss another fly girl lipsz. Now get that o.j; get
that get o.j. A lil cranberry & some remy moné. now everybody look my way my way.
excuse all tha hatahs cause they lookin sideways letss get it now (Yeah)

[Chorus:]
You got me wrong. You be sittin by tha bar when it′s your song. You can act like u don′t like it
buht cha do; cha do; cha do.
I think I′m gonna kill tha mutherfuckin dj. If he don′t pull up let tha record replay. record
replay; let that record replay. I think I′m gonna kill tha motherfuckin dj. (Ohh)

[Verse 3:]
Follow my steps & girls they be restinq wen they know that itss they song. So interestin actin
like they flexin; all dem bitchess got me wrong. Got me wrong wrong wrong. got me wrah - wrah - wrah
- wrah - wrah - wrong. got me wrah - wrah - wrah - wrah - wrah - wrah - wrah - wrah - wrah - wrah -
wrong.

[Chorus:]
You got me wrong. You be sittin by tha bar when it′s your song. You can act like u don′t like it
buht cha do; cha do; cha do.
I think I′m gonna kill tha mutherfuckin dj. If he don′t pull up let tha record replay. record
replay; let that record replay. I think I′m gonna kill tha motherfuckin dj. (Ohh)

@ Nicki Minaj

Текст песни:

[Gucci Mane:]
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Yyyeeeeeeeeaaaaaaa
Ah ah ah gucci ah

[Verse: Gucci Mane]
I gotta shoppin problem
She gotta shoppin problem
I′m a composive shopper
So I′m a cop her prada
I′m a ice her outta
Make ya talk about her
She got this thang about her
Yea she a sexy walker

We shoppin in maraco
I took her to go buy
Lil mama stupid fly
So tell me watcha like
Cause gurls I like to buy
My money stupid fat
His money on a diet
Ten stacks to keep her quiet
I make her call me daddy
Yea there go daddy baby
And she loves daddy cause
Daddy gone keep dem hatin
Yea they hatin baby
They wanna trade places
I call her sexy lady
She call me gucci baby

[Chorus: x2]
She gotta fendi fetish
She gotta shoppin problem
Dat gurls a shopaholic
She only mess with ballers
She gotta gucci fetish
She gotta louie problem
She gotta shoppin problem
Dat gurls a shopaholic

[Verse: Nicki Minaj]
Yo I′m a need a couple of dem benzess...
I be out in china spendin yenzesss
Gucci on my lenzzess
My leather so sensative
Scratch my 9 o′ clock
I wanna shop make ya tenezzzz
Dilly dilly d look at all deze hoochies
I be on tha beach in a milli out poochie...
I′m a I′m tha best I′m tha best ask khali
Sorry lil daddy dat cards not valid
I need a limited black cards like races...
With dem real big faces
Louie viotton cases
Hoes in da hood say Nicki Minaj booshie...
I do it b.I.g. so I keep a couple coogies hoezzzz

@ Nicki Minaj

Текст песни:

when where just here

when where just here

when where just here

when where just here

when where just here

when where just here

when where just here

when where just here

when where just here

when where just here

when where just here

all is fine in my time!

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Текст песни:

[talkin: Nicki Minaj]
Chea, NICKI MINAJ, DIRTY MONEY, YOUNG MONEY
Yo y da fuk dese lil bitches always [laughs] talkin shit about [laughs] what dey did and
I dnt give a fuk bitch! NICKI LEWINSKI luk

[Verse:]
When u was on stage with ya brain on drugs, nick nack carry crack what my nickname was
And when u was in da hood with bottles of OE, I was OT lukin real low key
I do a striptease if da cops stop me, a pair of guess jeans and some beef and broccoli
I was at da rucker I was sippin on a smuckers, I was rockin hats dat was made for da truckers
Dats when I hopped out da pink on pink, hate it when a bitch act like her shit dnt stink
C u was drippin wet u was jumpin n da crowd, I was in a jet I was swervin thru a cloud

[talkin: Nicki Minaj]
U kno, I′m a put dem bitches in a time machine and and and and send em back 2 da past and shit
Bitches always talkin bout shit dey did and all dat bitch get in a time machine

[Verse:]
Time machine bitches always talkin bout da old days
When dey was hot when dey was tourin with da oj′s
I tell a bitch this I′m not impressed bitch
I′m nicki m trick I′m always on da guest list
I′m on my way 2 rickers island with a couple hard
I′m on a bike 954 double r
And dey dnt write shit dey mite write a couple bars
Dats y dey gettin drop drop like a couple cars (u should′nthave said that)
NY 2 NO late nite shows like letterman and lenno
End where u cut it homeslice your gar-bage
White bois tell me dat I rock like guitars

[talkin: Nicki Minaj]
C c ya c anna mae, I′m bout 2 slap ya′ll bitches round and call ya′ll anna mae
Like dat dats what ya′ll go get in a minute, real real talk like cause ya kno dis is 08 now like so
Anything u talk about like it gotta b it gotta b at least within a 2 year radius type shit like
I I dnt care what happened 50 years ago like u kno u no u no call all bets all bets r off bitches
Ya no game just begun

@ Nicki Minaj

Текст песни:

[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]

@ Nicki Minaj

Текст песни:

[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]

@ Nicki Minaj

Текст песни:

[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

@ Nicki Minaj