Queen Radio: Volume 1 Album Lyrics by Nicki Minaj

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Super Freaky Girl

She's alright
That girl's alright with me
Yeah
Ayo (hey, hey, hey, hey)

I can lick it, I can ride it while you slippin' and slidin'
I can do all them little tricks and keep the dick up inside it
You can smack it, you can grip it, you can go down and kiss it
And every time he leave me 'lone, he always tell me he miss it

He want a F-R-E-A-K (freaky girl)
F-R-E-A-K (freaky girl)
A-K, A-K, A-K, E-A-K (freaky girl)
F-R-E-A-K (freaky girl)

Uh, okay
One thing about me, I'm the baddest alive
He know the prettiest bitch didn't come until I arrive
I don't let bitches get to me, I f*ck they man if they try
I got a princess face, a killer body, samurai mind
They can't be Nicki, they so stupid, I just laugh when they try
A thong bikini up my ass, I think I'll go for a dive
His ex bitch went up against me, but she didn't survive
On applications I write, "Pressure" 'cause that's what I apply (brr)

P-p-p-pressure applied, can't f*ck a regular guy
Wetter than umbrellas and stickier than apple pie

I can lick it, I can ride it while you slippin' and slidin'
I can do all them little tricks and keep the dick up inside it
You can smack it, you can grip it, you can go down and kiss it
And every time he leave me 'lone, he always tell me he miss it

He want a F-R-E-A-K (freaky girl)
F-R-E-A-K (freaky girl)
A-K, A-K, A-K, E-A-K (freaky girl)
F-R-E-A-K (freaky girl)

'Cause, what the f*ck? This ain't Chanel, nigga, custom down
Like, what the f*ck? This ain't Burberry, custom brown
He said, "Could you throw it back while you touch the ground?"
Then he said, "Do that pussy purr?" I said, "Yup, meow"
Hold up, f*ckboys, ain't need no for you to roll up
Ain't no need for you to double tap neither, scroll up
Keep these bitches on they toes like Manolo
Be on the lookout when I come through, BOLO
Oh, whoa
Elegant bitch with a ho glow
If it ain't big, then I won't blow
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
F*ck is the tea? I just F'd a G (let's go)
Made him say, "Uh," just ask Master P (let's go)
Ball so hard, I just took a knee (let's go)
Get me rocky ASAP, nigga, word to Rih (let's go)

Freak
F-F-Freak
Some gyal a freak, gyal a freak
Gyal a freak, freak, freak, freak

I can lick it, I can ride it while you slippin' and slidin'
I can do all them little tricks and keep the dick up inside it
You can smack it, you can grip it, you can go down and kiss it
And every time he leave me 'lone, he always tell me he miss it

He want a F-R-E-A-K (freaky girl)
F-R-E-A-K (freaky girl)
A-K, A-K, A-K, E-A-K (freaky girl)
F-R-E-A-K (freaky girl)

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Roman's Revenge

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
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin'
So f*ck I look like gettin' back to a has-been?
Yeah, I said it, has-been
Hang it up, flatscreen
Plasma
"Hey Nicki, hey Nicki," asthma
I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine
I got bars, sentencin'
I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt
And I'll kick that ho, 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 f*ckin' with
You lil' Fraggle Rock, 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

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
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

Rah, 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
Err, I'll beat your brakes off
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 nothing but my Johnson, Howard
Sour Dies in the Swisher Sweet, sweet and sour
You're scared? Go to church, say your prayers, read a Bible
Ah, I don't know what y'all on
Please, I go in like "Goin'"
Drink in my hand with the world in the other
The Uzi go "Brr", stutter
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 was just dumpin my ashes, I'ma puff it and pass it
I'm a f*ckin' assassin, you should jump in the casket

Is this the thanks that I get for puttin' you bitches on?
Is it my fault that all of you bitches gone?
Should've sent a thank-you note, you little ho
Now I'ma wrap your coffin with a bow
"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 shittin', then get off the pot
Got some niggas out in Brooklyn that'll off your top
I hear the mumblin', I hear the cacklin'
I got 'em scared, shook, panickin'
Overseas, church, Vatican
You at a standstill, mannequin
You wanna sleep on me? Overnight?
I'm the motherf*ckin' boss, overwrite
And when I pull up, vroom, motorbike
Now all my niggas gettin' buck, overbite
I see them dusty-ass Filas, Levis
Raggedy Anns, holes in your knee-highs
I call the play, now do you see why?
These bitches callin' me Manning, Eli
Manning, Eli, these bitches callin' me Manning, Eli

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

Roman, Roman, stop it, stop it
You've gone mad, mad, I tell you, mad
You and this boy Little Weezy
What's going on? They'll lock you away
They'll put you in a jail cell, I promise
Take your mother's warning, Roman, please
Back to bed, run along, let's go, come on
Wash your mouth out with soap, boys

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Did It On'em

Shitted on 'em
Man, I just shitted on 'em
Shitted on 'em
Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
Shitted on 'em
Man, I just shitted on 'em
Shitted on 'em
Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em

All these bitches is my sons
And I'ma go and get some bibs for 'em
A couple formulas, little pretty lids on 'em
If I had a dick, I would pull it out and piss on 'em
Let me shake it off
I just signed a couple deals, I might break you off
And we ain't making up, I don't need a mediator
Just let them bums blow steam, radiator

(That was an earthquake, bitch)
Shitted on 'em
(You felt the ground shake, right?)
Man, I just shitted on 'em
(You bitches ain't f*cking with her)
Shitted on 'em (you must've, ah)
Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
(You must've lost your f*cking mind)
Shitted on 'em
(You must've bumped your f*cking head)
Man, I just shitted on 'em
(You crazy, stupid, ugly, monkey-looking bitches, ah)
Shitted on 'em
Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em (uh, yo)

This stone is flawless, F1
I keep shooters up top in the F1
A lot of bad bitches beggin' me to eff one
But I'ma eat them rap bitches when the chef come
Those some fresh one's
More talent in my motherf*ckin' left thumb
She ain't a Nicki fan then the bitch deaf, dumb
You ain't my son you my motherf*ckin' step-son

(I don't know what layaway look like)
Shitted on 'em
(Bitch, I can't even spell welfare)
Man, I just shitted on 'em
(You got me mistaken with your mother, ho)
Shitted on 'em
Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
(You bitches at the bottom of the totem pole)
(We at the top bitch, she flopped)
Shitted on 'em
(Louis Vuitton every day, bitch)
Man, I just shitted on 'em
(Gucci, we don't f*ck with it, it's too cheap, motherf*cker)
Shitted on 'em
Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em (you bitches, ah, man)

All these bitches is my sons
And I ain't talking 'bout Phoenix
Bitch, I get money so I do's what I pleases
I live where the motherf*ckin' pools and the trees is
Broke bitches so crusty (disgust me)
Gave the bitch a ride, got the Continental dusty
Trust me, I keep a couple hundred in the duff' b
Couple wet wipes case a bum try to touch me, ew
I'm the terminator, bitch talk slick I'ma have to terminate her
These little nappy-headed hoes need a perminator
You my seed I spray you with the germinator
Move back bugs, matter fact you know the queen could use a back rub (ah)
If you could turn back time, Cher
You used the be here but now you gone, Nair

(You nappy-headed son of a bitches)
Shitted on 'em
(I'ma start throwing Just For Me perm at your head)
Man, I just shitted on 'em
(I'ma get the kid version)
Shitted on 'em
Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em ('cause y'all a bunch of kids)
(Bunch of lil' nappy-headed hoes runnin' around, yeah)
Shitted on 'em
(Just For Me, you know it)
Man, I just shitted on 'em
(Yeah, ho, you know it, Just For Me)
Shitted on 'em
Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em

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Beez In The Trap

Yo, man, man, uh

Bitches ain't shit and they ain't saying nothing
A hundred mothaf*ckas can't tell me nothing
I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap
Bitches ain't shit and they ain't saying nothin'
A hundred mothaf*ckas can't tell me nothin'
I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, be-beez (uh) in the trap

Man, I been did that, man, I been popped off
And if she ain't trying to 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 joking
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 (baow)

Bitches ain't shit and they ain't saying nothing
A hundred mothaf*ckas can't tell me nothing
I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap
Bitches ain't shit and they ain't saying nothin'
A hundred mothaf*ckas can't tell me nothin' (true)
I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap (yeah)
I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap (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'd be trappin'
If I weren't trappin' I'd be pimpin'
If I weren't pimpin' I'd be gettin' it, period
I don't smoke no Bobby, but my denim be from Ricky (Ricky)
Got your girl on Molly and we smokin' loud and drinkin' (drinkin')
Got my top back so you can see what I been thinkin' (thinkin')
And if you know me then you know I've been thinking Franklin (Franklin)
Money (money), thousands (thousands), True Religion trousers (tell 'em)
Got a private home, started from them public houses (damn)
Hair weave killer (killer), 'causing her arousal (true)
Audi A8, told them, "Outtie 5000," uh

Bitches ain't shit and they ain't saying nothing
A hundred mothaf*ckas can't tell me nothing
I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap
Bitches ain't shit and they ain't saying nothin'
A hundred mothaf*ckas can't tell me nothin'
I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap

Damn, damn, what they say about me?
I don't know man, f*ck is on your biscuit
If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch
I don't know, man, I'm shittin' on your whole life
Damn, damn, what they say about me?
I don't know man, f*ck is on your biscuit
If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch
I don't know, man, I'm shittin' on your whole life

Bitches ain't shit and they ain't saying nothin'
A hundred mothaf*ckas can't tell me nothin'
I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap

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 Cack
Ohio, Pittsburgh, got St. Louis on deck
It's Delaware, Connecticut, it's New Jersey got hella bricks
It's Queens, Brooklyn, and yeah, they wildin'
Bronx, Harlem, and Staten Island

Bitches ain't shit and they ain't saying nothin'
A hundred mothaf*ckas can't tell me nothin'
I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap
I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap

Damn, damn what they say about me?
I don't know man, f*ck is on your biscuit
If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch
I don't know, man, I'm shittin' on your whole life
Damn, damn what they say about me?
I don't know man, f*ck is on your biscuit
If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch
I don't know, man, I'm shittin' on your whole life

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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 (uh)

Yo, what I gotta do to show these girls that I own 'em?
Some call me Nicki, and some call me Roman
Skeeza, pleeza, I'm in Ibiza, whoa
Giuseppe Zanotti, 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'ma turn 'em out
Okay, bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, hey?
Bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle
I'm a bad bitch, no muzzle, let's go

Music makes me high

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

Pound the alarm
Pound the alarm

I wanna do it for the night, night
So get me now and knock this over
I wanna do it like you like, like
Come get me, baby, we're not getting younger
I just want you tonight, night
Baby, we won't do it for life, life, whoa

Music makes me high

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

Pound the alarm
Pound the alarm
Alarm, alarm, alarm, alarm

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

Pound the alarm
Pound the alarm
Pound the alarm

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Chun-Li

Ayy, yo
Look like I'm goin' for a swim
Dunked on 'em, now I'm swingin' off the rim
Bitch ain't comin' off the bench
While I'm comin' off the court fully drenched
Here go some haterade, get your thirst quenched
Style'd on 'em in this Burberry trench
These birds copy every word, every inch
But gang-gang got the hammer and the wrench (brrt)
I pull up in that quarter milli' off the lot
Oh, now she tryna be friends like I forgot
Show off my diamonds like I'm signed by the Roc
Ain't pushin' out his babies 'til he buy the rock

Ayy, yo, I been on, bitch, you been corn
Bentley tints on, Fendi prints on
I mean I been Storm, X-Men been formed
He keep on dialin' Nicki, like the Prince song
I-i-i been on, bitch, you been corn
Bentley tints on, Fendi prints on
Ayy, yo, I been North, Laura been Croft
Plates say Chun-Li, drop the Benz off, uh

Oh, I get it
They paintin' me out to be the bad guy
Well, it's the last time you're gonna see a bad guy do the rap game like me

I went and copped the chopsticks
Put it in my bun just to pop shit
I'm always in the top shit
Box seats, bitch, f*ck the gossip
How many of them could've did it with finesse?
Now everybody like, "She really is the best"
You play checkers, couldn't beat me playin' chess
Now I'm about to turn around and beat my chest
Bitch, it's King Kong, yes, it's King Kong
Bitch, it's King Kong, this is Kin' Kong
Chinese ink on, Siamese links on
Call me 2 Chainz, name go ding-dong
Bitch, it's King Kong, yes, I'm King Kong
This is King Kong? Yes, Miss King Kong
In my kingdom with my Timbs on
(How many championships?) What? Six rings on

They need rappers like me
They need rappers like me
So they can get on their f*ckin' keyboards and make me, the bad guy
Chun-li

Ayy, yo, I been on, bitch, you been corn
Bentley tints on, Fendi prints on
I mean I been Storm, X-Men been formed
He keep on dialin' Nicki, like the Prince song
I-i-i been on, bitch, you been corn
Bentley tints on, Fendi prints on
Ayy, yo, I been North, Laura been Croft
Plates say 'Chun-Li' drop the Benz off, uh

I come alive, I, I'm always sky high
Designer thigh highs
It's my lifestyle
I come alive, I, I'm always sky high
Designer thigh highs
It's my lifestyle
I need a Mai Tai, so f*ckin' sci-fi
Give me the password, to the f*ckin' WiFi

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Your Love

Go

Shawty, I'ma only tell you this once, you the illest
(Ba, ba-da, da, doh)
And for your lovin', I'ma Die Hard like Bruce Willis
(Ba, ba-da, da, doh)
You got spark, you, you got spunk
You, you got somethin' all the girls want
You're like a candy store and I'm a toddler
You got me wantin' more and m-m-more of

Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love
Your love, your love
Your love, your love
Your love, your love (mm, uh, yo)

He the type to pop tags and be cockin' the brim
Might breeze through the Ave, might stop at the gym
And he keep a du rag, keep the wave on swim
W-W-Waves on swim so they hate on him
Anyway, I think I met him sometime before
In a different life or where I record
I mean he was Adam, I think I was Eve
But my vision ends with the apple on the tree
'S' on my chest 'cause I'm ready to save him
Ready to get buck on anybody that plays him
And I think I love him, I love him just like I raised him
When he call me mama, lil' mama, I call him, baby

Shawty, I'ma only tell you this once, you the illest
(Ba, ba-da, da, doh)
And for your lovin', I'ma Die Hard like Bruce Willis
(Ba, ba-da, da, doh)
You got spark, you, you got spunk
You, you got somethin' all the girls want
You're like a candy store and I'm a toddler
You got me wantin' more and m-m-more of

Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love
Your love, your love
Your love, your love
Your love (yeah), your love (yeah)

He the type to keep a couple hundred grand in the rubber band
Just left Money Gram in the lemon Lamb'
Hot damn, make me scream like Summer Jam
I mean that nigga must be from the motherland
Anyway, I think I met him in the sky
When I was a geisha, he was a samurai
Somehow I understood him when he spoke Thai
Never spoke lies and he never broke fly
'S' on my chest, lemme get my cape on
He's so thugged out, Ghostface and Raekwon
Convict, just like Akon
'Cause you know snitches be puttin' the jake on

Shawty, I'ma only tell you this once, you the illest
(Ba, ba-da, da, doh)
And for your lovin', I'ma Die Hard like Bruce Willis
(Ba, ba-da, da, doh)
You got spark, you, you got spunk
You, you got somethin' all the girls want
You're like a candy store and I'm a toddler
You got me wantin' more and m-m-more of

Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love
Your love, your love
Your love, your love
Your love, your love

Find me in the dark
I'll be in the stars
Find me in your heart
I'm in need of your love
Your love, your love
Your love
Baby, you the illest
Your love
Your love

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Do We Have A Problem?

I just told Pee, "This really niggas' worst nightmare, man
They don't wanna see Lil Baby with the Barbie" (Papi Yerr)

Tell 'em my Nina, my bitch, she a rider
I got a shooter and I got a driver
They want that heat, I'm the only provider
Little bad foreign bitch, word to Fivio
Niggas know the vibe, that's word to Five, yo
Beef, we 'bout to resolve, yo
Pull up on a opp, do we have a problem?

Hmm, hold up, shorty, hold up, bitch
Please don't touch me, look at my fit
Look at my ankle, look at my wrist
This one a pack, this one a brick
That one a opp, that one a lick
This one for Pop, this one for Juice
I am the one, bitch, you a deuce (brrt)
Niggas give it up in my city
Really shed blood in my city (get love in my city)
Niggas'll son your whole set like it's a round six
Clips, whole team get flyer than round trips
Bitch, she's still spyin' on my flicks (flicks)
He admirin' my drip (drip)
Check what I do, the check'll clear too
Pull up like a drive-thru, so check your rearview
I don't care how long it take to get a opp back
All my niggas outside, steak, bitch, we out back (out back)
I don't care how long it take to get a (opp back)
All my niggas (outside), steak, bitch, (we out back)
Brrt

Tell 'em my Nina, my bitch, she a rider
I got a shooter and I got a driver
They want that heat, I'm the only provider
Little bad foreign bitch, word to Fivio
Niggas know the vibe, that's word to Five, yo
Beef, we 'bout to resolve, yo
Pull up on a opp, do we have a problem?

Ayo Baby, let's go

2022, I'm comin' through in that new shit (oop)
How are we opps? You see me and you don't do shit (brrt)
I done really trapped in the Carter, I got the blueprint
Gallery Department, went shoppin', I like the loose fit
What's the point of havin' this muscle if you don't use it?
I play the game to win, I'm not losin'
Opps know my address, I'm not movin'
Brodie know to take it to trial, they gotta prove it
She get what she want when we screwin'
I'm on point, I know what I'm doin'
Way too smart to act like I'm stupid
I get my advice from Mike Rubin
I'm not by myself, my whole crew lit
Next year Chanel, I put her in that new print
It is what it is, I can't make no excuses (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I hit the whole group, do that make me a groupie?
Balenciaga coat, this is not Gucci
We went city to city in bulletproofs
You can't run with my gang, they'll bully you
Been had switches, I know what them fullys do
I'm a vibe, let me know what you wanna do
Ain't no fun by yourself, bring a friend or two
(We be ménagin', that boost up his ego)
She a lil' demon off that Casamigos (woo)
Yeah, Baby

Tell 'em my Nina, my bitch, she a rider
I got a shooter and I got a driver
They want that heat, I'm the only provider
Little bad foreign bitch, word to Fivio
Niggas know the vibe, that's word to Five, yo
Beef, we 'bout to resolve, yo
Pull up on a opp, do we have a problem?

There's no autotune on me, is there? (Nope)
Don't mean a rapper when I say bitches ride the wave
Floodin' my watch, but ain't givin' a clown the time of day
Ain't-ain't talkin' Christmas, wouldn't holla in my holidays
I-I f*ck with niggas that be shootin' at they opps for days
Trust me (trust me), they gon' let me know (know)
They gon' rep me when they catch you lackin'
That .45 Special flow (flow)
They gon' wet you, yo (yo)
Yes, I'm always good for the bag
Niggas gon' hop out on that ass, ski mask

Heavy on the ski-mask too
And the ski-mask ain't for the pandemi'
It-it go with the semi, paid a pretty damn penny
Ski-mask way

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Right Thru Me

You see right through me
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you? How do you?
How do you? How do you?
How do you?

You let me win, you let me ride
You let me rock, you let me slide
And when they lookin', you let me hide
Defend my honor, protect my pride
The good advice, I always hated
But lookin' back, it made me greater
You always told me forget the haters
Just get my money, just get my weight up
Know when I'm lyin', know when I'm cryin'
It's like you got it down to a science
Why am I tryin'? Know you ain't buyin'
I tried to fight it back with defiance
You make me laugh, you make me hoarse
From yellin' at you and gettin' at you
Pickin' up dishes, throwin' 'em at you
Why are you speakin' when no one asked you?

You see right through me
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you? How do you?
How do you? How do you?
How do you?
You see right through me
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you? (Do that) How do you? (Do that)
How do you? (Do that) How do you? (Do that)
How do you?

What are we doin'? Could you see through me?
'Cause you say, "Nicki," and I say, "Who, me?"
And you say, "No, you," and I say, "Screw you"
Then you start dressin' and you start leavin'
And I start cryin' and I start screamin'
The heavy breathin', but what's the reason?
Always get the reaction you wanted
I'm actually frontin', I'm askin' you somethin', yo
Answer this question, class is in session
Tired of lettin' passive-aggression
Control my mind, capture my soul
Okay, you're right, just let it go
Okay, you got it, it's in the can
Before I played it, you knew my hand
You could turn a free throw to a goal
Nigga got the peephole to my soul

You see right through me
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you? How do you?
How do you? How do you?
How do you?
You see right through me
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you? (Do that) How do you? (Do that)
How do you? (Do that) How do you? (Do that)
How do you?

Stop (ooh)
Stop (ooh)
Won't you just stop lookin' through me? 'Cause I can't take it
No, I can't take it
You see right

You see right through me
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you do that shit?
How do you? How do you?
How do you? How do you?
How do you?
You see right through me
You see right through me, baby
You see right through me (do that shit)
You see right through me (how do you do that shit?)
How do you do that? How do you do that?
How do you do that? How do you do that?
Baby

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We Go Up

New York, stand the f*ck up (yeah)
You know what's goin' on, nigga
Fivio, Barbie
Fivio Foreign, Nicki Minaj, nigga
(That's Fivio Foreign, Nicki Minaj, pussy) (Papi Yerr)
Touch my crown again, bitch
You bitch ass niggas (bitch ass niggas)
It's only one king, it's only one queen (it's only one king, it's only one queen, nigga)
That's two crowns, nigga
Baow, grrt (ayo)

This week, 'Rari ('Rari), next week, Lambo (Lambo)
Bitch, I'm fly (fly), I don't land though (land though)
This they funeral (funeral), start the service (service)
Say my name, make 'em nervous
Uh, you bitches is salty, I give them pressure (I give them pressure)
Uh, you bitches is salty, pass me the pepper (pass me the pepper)
Uh, you bitches be jackin' me like the Ripper (me like the Ripper)
Uh, I am a hustler, I can sell water to Flipper (sell water to Flipper)
Uh, I know they tea baggin', bitches is testy
Get you a vacuum, bitches is messy
Let's see
After all of that surgery, you are still ugly
Now that is what gets me
This shit ain't new to me, shit is just new to y'all
I wish a bitch would upon a shootin' star
You thought you witnessed my final coup de grâce
(Brrt) look up, we shootin' stars

Sitting in the back of the Benz and my feet go up
Bitches don't come outside when the beef go up
But I love the way they mob when we roll up
These bitches bums, when I see them, they make me throw up
I wish a bitch would spin, I'm like, "Please show up" (show up)
When you talk to me, please don't bring a cheap ho up (ho up)
You keep talkin' 'bout a bitch for the streets, grow up (grow up)
'Cause you the type to say that shit and knock a freak ho up (uh)

I'm 'bout to make you regret you chose me as a enemy, bitch (bitch)
Southside Jamaica we mobbin' them bricks, so pull up with the blicks (blicks)
Some of the best shooters out of New York, they don't play with the Knicks
Ayo, that ain't Fivio Foreign, that's Barbie new foreign, bitch
These? Nah, that ain't Reebok
We back on that Ewok
Percocets, gotta detox
Firearms gon' get restocked
Shooters hittin' that G-spot
Bitches imitate, please stop
Suck his dick like a freeze pop
First he gotta give me top (brrt)
Louis bag, oh, that Louis bag
More colorful than a peacock (peacock)
Weak niggas gotta get the boot
Gotta get the boot with no treetop (no treetop)
He was like, "Who that? She bad", I was like, "Oh, that's bestie"
I could be all the way covered and still givin' sexy
I know they sleepin' on me, bitches got epilepsy
I don't do coke, little bitch, I don't even do Pepsi, let's see
How you don't like me but tryna do everything like me?
That is what gets me

Sitting in the back of the Benz and my feet go up (get money)
Bitches don't come outside when the beef go up (take money)
But I love the way they mob when we roll up (haha)
These bitches bums, when I see them, they make me throw up
I wish a bitch would spin, I'm like, "Please show up" (Rockaway)
When you talk to me, please don't bring a cheap ho up (yo, Dan, what up?)
You keep talkin' 'bout a bitch from the streets, grow up (don't even come out, bitch)
'Cause you the type to say that shit and knock a freak ho up

Yeah, look (grrt)
Go on a drill and I make it look good to you
I'll tell my shooter to bully you (I'll tell my shooter to bully you)
Huh, yeah (yeah)
That nigga gon' kill you as soon as I look at you (baow, baow, baow, baow)
(Kill you as soon as I look at you, nigga)
Huh, yeah
I never say what I wouldn't do (I'll never say what I wouldn't do)
(I never say what I wouldn't do)
Huh, yeah, look
Open the door and I shoot out the bulletproof (brrt)
Look, I'm with a baddie, she love the aggression
I'm with a demon, he wanna get reckless
I'm showin' them growth and I'm teachin' 'em lessons
Now watch how I'm movin' 'cause I'm the investment
F*ck her all night and I go and get breakfast
I don't do paperwork or confessions (nah)
I don't do internet shows or textin' (nah)
Shoot up the party, that's sendin' a message (baow) (baow, baow)
Them niggas started us (them niggas started us)
The bulletproof was like a guarded truck (yeah, skrrt)
Ain't no blicky with me, I got Nicki with me (nah)
And she Barbied up (lil' bitch) (yeah)
If we see 'em, we shootin' the party up (grrt)
We ain't squashin' shit, don't try to "sorry" us (nah)
I got rich friends and they be 'Rari'd up (skrrt)
If they want to, they shootin' the Garvey up (baow, baow, baow)
Fivi' (Fivi'), spazzin' (spazzin')
Two shows (two shows), backend
Fendi (Fendi), fashion (fashion)
Fendi (yeah), fashion (look, huh)
I put your brains on a napkin
And I tell my demons to whack him
My nigga died, then that nigga died
Look, I don't even know how it happened

Pink Rolls truck and my feet go up (get money)
Bitches don't come outside when the beef go up (take money)
But I love the way they mob when we roll up (grrt)
Bums, when I see them, they make me throw up
I wish a bitch would spin, I'm like, "Please show up" (baow)
When it come to Queen Sleaze, all the fees go up (baow) (what happened?)
I said we out, you can't breeze with us (baow, don't even come out, bitch)
And my wrist always on ice time, freeze, it's us (baow, don't move)
Mmm

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Bed

Got a bed
Wit' your name on it
Wit' your name on it
Got a kiss
Wit' your name on it
Wit' your name on it

Thousand dollar sheets
Waitin' for you on some thousand dollar sheets
I got Carter III on repeat
Back shots to the beat of (A Milli') on you
Got me acting like you got a milli' on you
You say I'm the GOAT, yeah, the billy on you
I could make all your dreams come true
Wanna fall through
Then you better come through (come through)

But don't make me wait until the morning (the morning)

Got a bed
Wit' your name on it
Wit' your name on it
Got a kiss
Wit' your name on it
Wit' your name on it
Love me good
Love me down
Don't turn me down
Got a bed
Wit' your name on it
Wit' your name on it

Strawberry lingerie
Waitin' for you, strawberries, lingerie
You told me you on the way
Mess around, mess around, put it down on you (you)
I'ma do everything I said I'm gon' do (do)
Pretty little body, it look better on you (you)
Might have to blow it like a feather on you (you)
Waterfalls, ooh, yeah, you better come through (come through)

But don't make me wait until the morning

Got a bed
Wit' your name on it
Wit' your name on it
Got a kiss
Wit' your name on it
Wit' your name on it
Love me good
Love me down
Don't turn me down
Got a bed
Wit' your name on it (oh, yeah)
Wit' your name on it (on it)

O-on, on it (on it)
O-on, on it
O-on, on it
O-on, on it (bed wit' your name, oh yeah)

Yo, he in my startin' five
He get his city live
These niggas scared they doin' fifty in a fifty-five
I'm tryna clap him like somebody told him, "Gimme five"
I'ma be a half an hour but I told him gimme five
I'm tryna dance on him, blow my advance on him
I like him better when he got some sweatpants on him
I like his hang time, he said his head right
I said, "Go all the way down and then head right"
I watch him f*ck it up, look at him luckin' up
I said, "You need some thick skin, baby, suck it up"
He go insane on it, I put my fame on it
Coulda' put Zayn on it, but I put your name on it

I got a bed
Wit' your name on it
Wit' your name on it
Got a kiss
Wit' your name on it
Wit' your name on it, yeah
Love me good
Love me down
Don't turn me down (turn it down, baby)
Got a bed
Wit' your name on it (your name)
Wit' your name on it

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High School

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 f*cking with them heartbreakers
But he was getting money with the movers and the shakers
He was mixed with a couple things, balled like a couple rings
Bricks in the condo and grams to Sing Sing
Left arm, baby mother tatted
Five-year bid up North when they ratted
Anyway I felt him, helped him, put him on lock, seatbelt 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 f*ck with beginners
I let him play with my pussy then lick it off of his fingers, I'm in the zone

They holler at me, but it's you, you, this ain't high school
Me and my crew, we can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want, put it whenever you want
Baby, it's yours
Anywhere, everywhere, baby, it's your world, ain't it? (Alright)
Baby, it's your world, ain't it?

Uh, she got a nigga at home and one on the side
Best friend is a dyke, they f*cked around a few times
Her and her momma alike, so all they do is fight
I tell her, "Make me some money", she tell me, "Make me a wife"
I tell her, "Bitch, you crazy, f*ck wrong with you?"
And excuse my French, but I'm a long kisser
And then she try to tell me I'm the only one that's hitting
And I say, "What about them niggas?" She say, "What about them niggas?"
You right, what you doing tonight?
Put on something tight, don't judge me, I'd get life
She love me like a brother, but f*ck me like a husband
Pussy like a oven, too hot to put my tongue in
All I had to do is rub it, the genie out the bottle
Pussy so wet, I'ma need goggles
She tell me that's it's mine, I tell her, "Stop lying," mine and who else?
She say worry about yourself, Lil Tune

They holler at me, but it's you, you, this ain't high school
Me and my crew, we can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want, put it whenever you want
Baby, it's yours
Anywhere, everywhere, baby, it's your world, ain't it?
Baby, it's your world, ain't it?

I know you want it, boy, I see you tryin'
Just keep on pushing, I'ma let you slide in
Just close your eyes and, this horizon
It's ready, come get you some
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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Favorite

I don't want no drama
I just wanna be your diamond, babe
Guaranteed to be a problem
Every time I get around you, babe
I just want you to need me
You might really wanna try me, babe
All I know I want a rider
All I know I want a rider, babe
You know that you need a rider
You know that you need a rider, babe
You know that you need a rider
You know that you need a rider, babe, ah yeah

Yo, I just wanna be ya rider
You should pull up in that Spyder
You should let me hit the mic
And I ain't talking 'bout the fighter
Get it lit without a lighter
Let's pull an all-nighter
Tell me-tell me what you need, got the weed
I'm a bad little bitch and I never indict her
Get locked, I'ma write ya
You on the road? I'ma Skype ya
I don't wanna hype ya
But you a lucky nigga if my mean ass like ya
You ain't never have a bitch understand you
Most of them wanna use you and they ran through
I just wanna be somebody that can add to
Your wife, be a friend, be a teacher and a fan too
I just wanna listen
When you leave I say, "Damn, I f*cking miss him"
I just wanna be your vixen
Give you something real wet to put your lips in
I wanna be the only one that can check you
And still respect you

'Cause it's you I would change for, you always make sure

I just wanna be your favorite
I just wanna be your favorite
I just wanna be your favorite
I just wanna be your favorite
Won't you let me be your favorite?

Ayo, I just wanna be your first go to
Do you like a real one supposed to, livin' bi-coastal
Scoop me in the truck, late night, on a humble
Meet me out in Queens or the city when it's sundown
You could put your gun down, you could have fun now
You could tell your niggas that you won now, one down
Run through the clubs with the baddest
Bitches is the maddest, nothin' else matters
And they say Birkin where the bag is
Gotta lot of bags, but we never got baggage
Winter Wonderland on my hands, call me Alice, balance
I'ma have you coming in my palace
London, Tokyo, Paris
Let me update your status

'Cause it's you I would change for, you always make sure

I just wanna be your favorite
I just wanna be your favorite
I just wanna be your favorite
I just wanna be your favorite
Won't you let me be your favorite?

You should already know
You should already know
You should already know
You should already know
You know that you need a rider
You know that you need a rider, babe
You know that you need a rider
You know that you need a rider, babe, ah yeah

I just wanna be your favorite
I just wanna be your favorite)
You should already know
You should already know
(I just wanna be your favorite)
You should already know
You should already know
(Won't you let me be your favorite)

(You know that you need a rider, rider, rider, rider, rider, rider, oh)
(You know that you need a rider, rider, rider, rider, rider)
Won't you let me be your favorite?
(You know that you need a rider, rider, rider, rider, rider, rider, oh)
(You know that you need a rider, rider, rider, rider, rider)

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Moment 4 Life

I fly with the stars in the skies
I am no longer trying to survive
I believe that life is a prize
But to live doesn't mean you're alive
Don't worry 'bout me and who I fire
I get what I desire, it's my empire
And yes, I call the shots, I am the umpire
I sprinkle holy water upon a vampire
In this very moment, I'm king
In this very moment, I slayed Goliath with a sling
This very moment, I bring
Put it on everything that I will retire with the ring
And I will retire with the crown, yes
No, I'm not lucky, I'm blessed, yes
Clap for the heavyweight champ, me
But I couldn't do it all alone, we
Young Money raised me, grew up out in Baisley
Southside Jamaica, Queens, and it's crazy
'Cause I'm still hood, Hollywood couldn't change me
Shout out to my haters, sorry that you couldn't faze me
Ain't being cocky, we just vindicated
Best believe that when we done, this moment will be syndicated
I don't know, this night just remind me of
Everything they deprived me of (yeah)
Put your drinks up
It's a celebration every time we link up
We done did everything they can think of
Greatness is what we on the brink of

I wish that I could have this moment for life
For life, for life
'Cause in this moment, I just feel so alive
Alive, alive
I wish that I could have this moment for life (I could have this moment)
For life (I could have this moment)
For life (I could have this moment)
This is my moment, I just feel so alive (I could have this moment)
Alive (I could have this moment)
Alive (I could have this moment)

What I tell them hoes? Bow, bow, bow to me, drop down to your knees
Young Money the mafia, that's word to Lil' Cease
I'm in the Dominican, Big Papi Ortiz
Doing target practice, all these bitches just aiming to please
Shout out to the CEO, 500 Degreez
Shout out to the OVO, red wings and fatigues, oh
Niggas wanna be friends, how coincidental
This supposed to be y'all year? We ain't get the memo
A young king, pay me in gold
40 got a bunch of weed he ain't even roll
These niggas be droppin' songs, they ain't even cold
Weezy on top, and that nigga ain't even home, yet
Yeah, be very afraid
These other rappers gettin' bodied and carried away
F*ck it, me and Nicki Nick gettin' married today
And all you bitches that be hatin' can catch a bouquet, ooh
Yeah, you a star in my eyes
You and all them white girls, party of five
Are we drinking a lil' more? I can hardly decide
I can't believe we really made it, I'm partly surprised, I swear
Damn, this one for the books, man
I swear this shit is as fun as it looks, man
I'm really tryna make it more than what it is
'Cause everybody dies, but not everybody lives, ah

I wish that I could have this moment for life
For life, for life
'Cause in this moment, I just feel so alive
Alive, alive
I wish that I could have this moment for life (I could have this moment)
For life (I could have this moment)
For life (I could have this moment)
This is my moment, I just feel so alive (I could have this moment)
Alive (I could have this moment)
Alive (I could have this moment)

This is my moment
I waited all my
Life, I can tell it's time
Drifting away, I'm
One with the sunsets
I have become alive

I wish that I could have this moment for life
For life, for life
'Cause in this moment, I just feel so alive
Alive, alive
I wish that I could have this moment for life (I could have this moment)
For life (I could have this moment)
For life (I could have this moment)
This is my moment, I just feel so alive (I could have this moment)
Alive (I could have this moment)
Alive (I could have this moment)

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Save Me

(Go)

I drove for miles just to find you and find myself
Only screams, all these voices in my head
You gave me strength, gave me hope for a lifetime
I never was satisfied

This time won't you save me? This time won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself giving up, giving up
This time won't you save me? This time won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself giving up, giving up

Giving up (giving up)
Giving up (giving up)
Giving up

It's not your fault
I'm a bitch, I'm a monster
Yes, I'm a beast and I feast when I conquer
But I'm alone on my throne, all these riches
I came this way, all this way just to say, ayy

This time won't you save me? This time won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself giving up, giving up
This time won't you save me? This time won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself giving up, giving up

Giving up (giving up)
Giving up (giving up)
Giving up

I'm giving up, baby, yes, I'm giving up, baby
Feels like I've been driving for miles
Yes, I'm giving up, baby
And I can't seem to silence these (yeah) voices in my head
This time won't you save me?
Come save me
This time won't you save me?
Come save me

This time won't you save me? This time won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself giving up giving up
This time won't you save me? This time won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself giving up, giving up

This time won't you save me? This time won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself giving up, giving up
Giving up

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Truffle Butter

(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)

Uh, thinkin' out loud
I must have a quarter million on me right now
Hard to make a song 'bout somethin' other than the money
Two things I'm about is talkin' blunt and staying blunted
Pretty women, are you here? Are you here right now, huh?
We should all disappear right now
Look, you're gettin' all your friends and you're gettin' in the car
And you're comin' to the house, are we clear right now, huh?
You see the fleet of all the new things
Cop cars with the loose change
All white like I move things
Niggas see me rollin' and their mood change
Like a motherf*cker
New flow, I got a dozen of 'em
I don't trust you, you are undercover
I could probably make some step-sisters f*ck each other, woo
Talkin' filets with the truffle butter
Fresh sheets and towels, man, she gotta love it
Yeah, they all get what they desire from it
What? Tell them niggas we ain't hidin' from it

(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)

Yo, thinkin' out loud
I must have about a mili' on me right now
And I ain't talkin' 'bout that Lil Wayne record
I'm still the highest sellin' female rapper, for the record
Man, this the sixty-five million singles sold
I ain't gotta compete with a single soul
I'm good with the ballpoint game, finger roll
Ask me how to do it, I don't tell a single soul
Pretty women, wassup? Is you here right now?
You a stand-up or is you in your chair, right now uh?
Do you hear me?
I can't let a wack nigga get near me
I might kiss the baddest bitch, if you dare me
I ain't never need a man, to take care of me
Yo, I'm in that big boy, bitches can't rent this
I floss every day, but I ain't a dentist
Your whole style and approach, I invented
And I ain't takin' that back, 'cause I meant it, yeah

(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)

Uh, thinkin' out loud
I could be broke and keep a million dollar smile
Lol to the bank checkin' my account
Bank teller flirtin' after checkin' my account
Pretty ladies, are you here?
Truffle butter on your pussy
Cuddle buddies on the low
You ain't gotta tell your friend
That I eat it in the morning
'Cause she gonna say, "I know"
Can I hit it in the bathroom?
Put your hands on the toilet
I'll put one leg on the tub
Girl, this my new dance move
I just don't know what to call it
But bitch you dancing with the stars
I ain't nothin' like your last dude
What's his name? Not important
I bought some Cocaine, if you snortin'
She became a vacuum
Put it on my dick like carpet
Suck the white off, white chocolate
I'm so heartless, thoughtless, lawless and flawless
Smallest regardless, largest in charge
And born in New Orleans, get killed for Jordans
Skateboard, I'm gnarly, Drake, Tunechi and Barbie you know

(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)

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Fly

I came to win, to fight
To conquer, to thrive
I came to win (J.R.), to survive
To prosper, to rise
To fly
To fly

Uh, yo, yo
I wish today it will rain all day
Maybe that'd kinda make the pain go away
Tryna forgive you for abandoning me
Prayin', but I think I'm still an angel away
Angel away, yeah, strange in a way
Maybe that is why I chase strangers away
They got they guns out aiming at me
But I become Neo when they aiming at me
Me, me, me against them
Me against enemies, me against friends
Somehow they both seem to become one
A sea full of sharks and they all smell blood
They start coming and I start rising
Must be surprising, I'm just surmising
I win, thrive, soar, higher
Higher, higher, more fire

I came to win, to fight
To conquer, to thrive
I came to win, to survive
To prosper, to rise
To fly
To fly

Uh, yo, yo
Everybody wanna try to box me in
Suffocatin' every time it locks me in
Paintin' they own pictures, then they crop me in
But I will remain where the top begins
'Cause I am not a word, I am not a line
I am not a girl that can ever be defined
I am not fly, I am levitation
I represent an entire generation
I hear the criticism loud and clear
That is how I know that the time is near
See we become alive in a time of fear
And I ain't got no motherf*ckin' time to spare
Cry my eyes out for days upon days
Such a heavy burden placed upon me
But when you go hard, your nays become yays
Yankee Stadium with Jay's and Kanye's

I came to win, to fight
To conquer, to thrive
I came to win, to survive
To prosper, to rise
To fly
To fly

Get ready for it
Get ready for it
Get ready for it
I came to win
Get ready for it
Get ready for it
Get ready for it

I came to win, to fight
To conquer, to thrive
I came to win, to survive
To prosper, to rise
To fly
To fly

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Itty Bitty Piggy

The Aphelliates, nigga (pay attention)
(Trapaholics)
We makin' it easy
Uh-huh (Holiday Season)
Uh-huh, yo

Ayo, I was on the plane with Dwayne
You can call me Whitley I go to Hillman
Listen, I'm the baddest in the school, the baddest in the game
Excuse me honey, but nobody's in my lane
When you was in New York you was f*ckin' the Yankee
I was f*ckin' with base, I was pitchin' to Frankie
These bitches so cranky, get 'em a hanky
M-mommy, I'm cold, gimme my blankie

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Okay, okay, whoa, whoa Holiday, wait hold on, hold on Holiday
You can't give it to 'em dry like that
You gotta get that shit wet first, nigga, like c'mon now
You gotta prep them for shit like that (I got you)
They can't just get that shit right off the top
Like you gotta bring that shit back, bring that shit the f*ck back (let's get 'em)

Holiday Season, ayy
I think we got your attention by now, right?
(Holiday Season)
Nicki Minaj, DJ Holiday (Holiday Season, nigga)
Mister Entertainment
Shouts out Trapaholics (Trapaholics, bitch)
We workin'
Uh-huh
Let's go Nicki
Uh-huh, yo (like you ain't know)

Ayo, I was on the plane with Dwayne
You can call me Whitley I go to Hillman
Listen, I'm the baddest in the school, the baddest in the game
Excuse me honey, but nobody's in my lane
When you was in New York you was f*ckin' the Yankee
I was f*ckin' with base, I was pitchin' to Frankie
These bitches so cranky, get 'em a hanky
M-mommy, I'm cold, gimme my blankie
Flyer than a kite, I get higher than Rapunzel
Keep the Snow White, I can buy it by the bundle
Step ya cookies up, 'fore they crumble
Don't be actin' like the Cardinals and gon' fumble (fumble)
'Cause I'm a Steeler, fresh up out the dealer
All the dope boys gon' feel her
Flow so sick I need a healer
F*ck is my MAC concealer?
I be out in Queens in the back of
Four whee-whee-whee-whee-whee-whee-wheelers, I'm a big deal
That's why I get more head than a pigtail
Pour some ranch, I'm gettin' the munchies
I think I'll have a rap bitch for my entree
'Cause they be thinkin' they can spit, spit-shine my shoes
You know I keep a bad bitch, let me sign your boobs
I'm the only thing hoppin' like a kangaroo
I mean the only thing poppin' like a can of brew
Listen you should buy a sixteen 'cause I write it good
That 808, woof, woof 'cause I ride it good
And bitches can't find they man 'cause I ride it good
I'm the wolf where is Little Red-a Riding Hood?

Now if you see a itty bitty piggy in the market
Give that bitch a quarter and the car, tell her, "Park it"
I don't f*ck wit pigs like As-salamu alaykum
I put 'em in a field, I let Oscar Myer bake 'em
Now if you see a itty bitty piggy in the market
Give that bitch a quarter and the car, tell her, "Park it"
I don't f*ck wit pigs like As-salamu alaykum
I put 'em in a field, I let Oscar Myer bake 'em (Holiday Season)

Wow
It's like I just single-handedly annihilated
You know, every rap bitch in the building
Like, like I'm Nicki Minaj, Nicki Lewinski, Nicki the Ninja
Nicki the Boss, Nicki The Harajuku Barbie
Like, I mean I don't even know why you girls bother at this point
Like give it up, it's me, I win, you lose
Hahahahahaha, oh shit
Haha, yo

I'm a bad bitch, I'm a, I'm a bad bitch
Now, I'm a bad bitch, I'm a, I'm a bad bitch
I'm a bad bitch, I'm a, I'm a bad bitch
I'm a bad bitch, I'm a, I'm a bad bitch

Hahahahahaha
I told you, I told you before
I told you, y'all was gon' have to pick my fruit out
Now listen, in addition to pickin' my fruit out
I want y'all to start goin' to the boutiques
You know I'm sayin'?
Get some, get some, get some crazy shit for me
I want, I want you know leopard skin and you know
I want, I want all that crazy lizard skin, shit
Like, you know make sure you
You can be my personal shopper
Ayo
Woo
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh

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Seeing Green

Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm smokin' tarantula (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bae gave it to me (hmm)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You dig? Yeah, hold up, hmm

I'ma pull up so lit, I just might crash, dawg
Let me take this Balenciaga mask off to ask y'all, "Who asked y'all?"
See, they told me to stunt my ass off, and that's all
Bop-bop-bop-bop-bop, he was a good cat, my bad, dawg
Don't put no K after that B, boy, bad call, that's flag talk
F*ck around and knock your flag off, I had to
I wore a Gat before a tattoo, I had to
As a matter of fact, I had two
No cap, I'm on them capsules, I done relapsed, boo
But I been on my feet since Cinderella lost her glass shoe
The cash blue, but I'm still seein' green
I'm in the bathroom, and I'm peein' lean
My bitch a vacuum, I told her, "Keep me clean," the scene serene
I'm a badonkadonk and bikini fiend
I just need a queen that ain't scared to f*ck a Stephen King
I used to live next door to Drake and Momma Dee
And Lisa Dee on Eagle Street
How I go from bars on the screen door to the TV screen?
Don't ask me, but never change the channel
Gucci flannel, Gucci socks, Gucci sandals
Gucci teddy bears, and pandas, not fake
Propaganda 'bout to blow out the candle
My lil' ho out Atlanta, got a ho out Atlanta
With a ho out Atlanta, she a ho out Atlanta
We get it, it's the same in each city
My bitch dance better than P. Diddy's
And ever since the pandemic
They don't wanna let Drake out of Canada
I been screamin', "Free Drizzy"
I know bae trust my vision but don't want me to see prison
Said, "I can't make no promises, either leave or come visit
But leave the keys to your heart next to your soul and your spirit"
Some see graffiti as art, some could see hoes to be women
But I'm the greediest shark amongst the ocean of killers
I put you six feet deep, I'm bein' socially distant
Nina Ross on the hip, the .44 is my mistress
Extra shots, extra clips, ain't talkin' videos nor vixens
Just come and see about it, bitch
Tunechi

Ayo, I am the star in any room that I stand in
I am the standout, you just my stand-in
These bitches copy my homework, that's what they hand in
That's why I'm private like the airports I land in
Life is a beach house, don't let the sand in
I ball in any arena, go let the fans in
I should go cop a new jersey, that's word to Camden
These bitches' time tick-tockin', better stick to dancin'
I D&G the wallet, my money tall and brolic
Big-ass backyards, just so Papa Bear could frolic
One Margarita pizza with Parmesan and garlic
These bitches thirsty, I can see why they alcoholics
Ain't gotta ever talk about it when you are about it
Just bought a new car, not to drive it, but to walk around it
Just call me Nicki, cock the blicky, the Minaj is silent
Brand new vanilla Maserati, I been Häagen-Dazsin'
He call me solid even though I'm drippin', water diet
Big booty stickin' out, my Daisy Dukes'll cause a riot
These bitches still my sons, who could ever deny it?
My packs hit different, who could ever supply it?
No one bitch could be my opp, that shit offends me
It's corporate giants and machines that went against me
I wash bitches, man, they couldn't even rinse me
She said she hot, I said, "Well, bitch, come and convince me"
Ain't no C in green, but I'm seein' green
Even with them floor seats, they couldn't see the team
The K-I-N-G, the G.O.A.T., plus me, the Queen
I send shots, send 'em back or flee the scene

You know, one of the perils of makin' money
Is you can afford to be dramatic
Y'all some drama queens, for real
It's all good, though
You now tuned in to the biggest ever
YMCMB, Tunechi Lee, Young Angel, Young Lion, man
Y'all boys get on a track with Onika Maraj
And y'all still dyin,' man, wassup? We in this bitch

This ain't gon' be the first time that I do numbers on two crutches
Seen more plaques than toothbrushes
Until I'm at the pearly white gates, I gotta move somethin', do somethin'
All meetings happen in person, so they can't prove nothin'
Known her eight years and still f*ck her like a new husband
Tryna run a country like Putin one day, but who's rushin'
Who's bluffin'? For real
Who you huggin'? Who you wanna be lovin'?
I play forty-eight minutes on a torn meniscus, who's subbin'?
El Chico luxury, wanna see my niggas ball so bad, I started up a league
F*ck with me, you niggas can't trouble me from the Doubletree
Step your suites up, I get Oliver to set the beats up
2021, I had to wet the streets up
Your girl was better in the mornin' like a slice of pizza
That's when I had to hit her with the, "Nice to meet ya"
You niggas think you doin' damage, you just hypin' me up
Face who? I could see a wall of y'all, all of y'all and run straight through
Trust, it's all fun and games until I wanna play too
Ayy, dios mío, the ice is frío on the Jesus, it's bringin' me closer to God
I'm already close to the mob, I'm already known as the G.O.A.T
Could try and get close, but you won't, I already packed the garage
None of these shits is a Dodge, none of this shit's a façade
None of this shit's a mirage
Thought I was seein' things when I was seein' green
6 G-O-D, CMB
Yes sir

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Hard White

Work hard, just to get half back
(Used to) work hard, just to get half back
(Now I'm) gettin' to it that way
(Straight up, straight up, straight up)
I ain't coming through unless the bag straight
(I used to) work hard just to get half back
(Used to) work hard, just to get half back

Ayo, just last week I told 'em to pick a side (side)
I bust shots, don't duck if it don't apply ('ply)
Bae out in Paris, he told me to pick a ride (ride)
Sike, made you look, I still didn't pick a guy
I'm the trophy of the game, everybody tryna win me (win me)
Me, Olivier, Jourdan Dunn, my baby, Winnie (Winnie)
Partying in Paris, these bitches is embarrassed (okay)
'Cause they know I'm the queen, I still didn't pick an heiress
Mirror, mirror, who's the fairest?
(You the motherf*cking fairest, Nicki)
What I drop on this watch?
(I don't know, about a hundred-fifty)
Uh, I'm who they wishin' to be
These hoes is on the 'Gram, Nicki pitchin' a ki'
'Bout to cop Neverland, Michael up in the tree
You got bars and still broke? You might as well took a plea, uh
Be in the bando or would you rather move weight, Don Pablo?
Uh

Work hard, just to get half back
(Used to) work hard, just to get half back
(Now I'm) gettin' to it that way
(Straight up, straight up, straight up)
I ain't coming through unless the bag straight
(I used to) work hard just to get half back
(Used to) work hard, just to get half back

Ayo, just last week I told 'em they run done (done)
My legacy could never be undone (done)
I'm a prodigy, R.I.P Thun-Thun (Thun)
Got these bitches shook, they shocked, no stun-gun
I'm the billy, billy goat, the goat, the goat's here (here)
Vintage Hermès by Jean Paul Gaultier ('Tier)
Lagerfeld customize my gold chair (chair)
I run the point, you bitches just go cheer
Uh, look at my knockoffs, I told 'em knock it off
Anything that Nicki do, you know they knock it off
Put my crown on again, and I'ma knock it off
Anything with Nicki in it, they gon' pocket off
I mean profit off (uh), my plug drop it off (uh)
You see them copyin' my hair, tell 'em, "Chop it off"
Uh, bad gyal whip, the top is off
You nuh see him downgrade when mw drop 'em off
Uh, I ain't never play the ho position
I ain't ever have to strip to get the pole position
Hoes is dissin'? Okay, these hoes is wishin'
You're in no position to come for O's position
I ain't movin' weight, but I'm in the dope position
I ain't movin' weight, but I'm in the dope position

Work hard, just to get half back
(Used to) work hard, just to get half back
(Now I'm) gettin' to it that way
(Straight up, straight up, straight up)
I ain't coming through unless the bag straight
(I used to) work hard just to get half back
(Used to) work hard, just to get half back

W-W-W-W-W-Work hard
W-W-W-W-W-Work hard
J-J-Just last week, I told 'em to pick a side
I-I-I bust shots, don't duck if they don't apply

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Bussin

Yeah, my connect just now sent my wrist back
Tell these bitches, "Give my drip back"
Strawberry Ferrari, whip that
Like to look back when he h-h-h-h-hit that
Ass and thighs, that's where I'm thick at
Told his ex she ain't gettin' that dick back
I call Baby, "Yo, where that stick at?"
Tell that boy come get his shit back
If they act up, we gon' fix that
My new nigga ain't with that chit-chat
You know you ain't gettin' your bitch back
Yeah, I do it, bitch, I did that
Wish a bitch would, I ain't takin' my wish back (woo)
This cost half a ticket, plus tax
Big ol' Draco for a mishap
It say, "Barbie" on my wrist tat'
I ain't at the bus stop, but my niggas bust back (bust back)

VVS's bu-bu-bussin'
Ass so fat, it's bu-bu-bussin'
Bag so full, it's bu-bu-bussin'
Drivin' foreigns, bitches bussin' (Queen)

We run shit, no question
Bad lil' bitch get wet, I'm bussin'
Don't like good boys, I like hustlers
I don't talk a lot, I got a few questions
I'm that guy, don't miss your blessings
Life's too short to be around here stressin'
Ass so fat, when she walk dress lift up
Nobody move but us, it's a stickup (brrr-brrt)
SF90 sound like it got hiccups
No matter what, when I call, I'll pick up
Tell me all the business, I ain't spillin' my teacup
Go to sleep in Paris, wakin' up in Mykonos
I'ma lil' busy, go shoppin' 'til I finish
Send-send me with an AMEX, I don't need a limit
Every-every bit of seven hundred, this is not a rental
Yellow-yellow Lamborghini coupe, this is not a lemon

VVS's bu-bu-bussin'
Ass so fat, it's bu-bu-bussin'
Bag so full, it's bu-bu-bussin'
Drivin' foreigns, bitches bussin' (Queen)

I'm tryna ball, I just copped me some hoops
Blonde on my inches, brown on the roots
Ca-candy apple sticky, red Bach, not the fruit
Co-copped me them cute double C's on my boot
I'ma lil' busy, go shopppin' 'til I finish
Send-send me with an AMEX, I don't need a limit
Every-every bit of seven hundred, this is not a rental
Yellow-yellow Lamborghini coupe, this is not a lemon
I f*ck him like a boss, Dolce Gabbana scarf
Burberry, ask Siri, I don't ever take a loss
Big whips, I like his drip
Big stick, a hunnid clips
If it's givin' what it's 'posed to, I might put it on the lip (woo)

VVS's bu-bu-bussin'
Ass so fat, it's bu-bu-bussin'
Bag so full, it's bu-bu-bussin'
Drivin' foreigns, bitches bussin'
VVS's bu-bu-bussin'
Ass so fat, it's bu-bu-bussin'
Bag so full, it's bu-bu-bussin'
Drivin' foreigns, bitches bussin' (Queen)

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Barbie Dreams

Uh, mh, k'yeah
R.I.P. to B.I.G
Classic shit

I'm looking for a nigga to give some babies
A hand full of Weezy's, sprinkle of Dave East
Man, I ain't got no type, like Jxmmi and Swae Lees
But if he can't f*ck three times a night, peace
I tried to f*ck 50 for a powerful hour
But all the nigga wanna do is talk power for hours
Beat the pussy up, make sure it's a K-O
Step your banks up like you movin' that yayo
Somebody go and make sure Karrueche okay though
I heard she think I'm tryna give the coochie to Quavo
They always wanna beat it up, goon up the pussy
Man, maybe I should let him autotune up the pussy
All these Bow Wow challenge niggas lying and shit
Man, these Fetty Wap niggas stay eyeing my shit
Drake worth a hundred milli', always buying me shit
But I don't know if the pussy wet or if he crying and shit
Meek still be in my DMs, I be having to duck him
"I used to pray for times like this"
Face-ass when I f*ck him
Man, Uzi is my baby, he ain't takin' an L
But he took it literally when I said, "Go to Hell"
Used to f*ck with Young Thug, I ain't addressing this shit
Caught him in my dressing room stealing dresses and shit
I used to give this nigga with a lisp tests and shit
How you want the pussy?
Can't say your S's and shit, uh

Dreams of f*cking one of these little rappers
I'm just playing, but I'm saying (Barbie)
Dreams of f*cking one of these little rappers
I'm just playing, but I'm saying (B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of f*cking one of these little rappers
I'm just playing, but I'm saying (B-B-B-Barbie, B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of f*cking one of these little rappers (Barbie dreams)
I'm just playing, but I'm saying

I remember when I used to have a crush on Special Ed
Shoutout Desiigner, 'cause he made it out of special ed
You wanna f*ck me, you gotta give some special head
'Cause this pussy had these niggas on some special meds
Like Mike Tyson, he was biting my shit
Talking 'bout, "Yo, why you got these niggas fighting and shit"
On the real, I should make these niggas scrap for the pussy
Young M.A., Lady Luck, get the strap for this pussy, uh
And I would've had Odell Beckham banging the cake
'Til I saw him hopping out of cars dancing to Drake
I been a five-star bitch, man, word to Gotti
I'ma do that nigga Future dirty, word to Scottie
Had to cancel DJ Khaled, boy, we ain't speaking
Ain't no fat nigga telling me what he ain't eating
YG and The Game with the hammer yelling, "Gang, gang"
This isn't what I meant when I said a gang bang
Tekashi wanna ménage, I said Tre-Way
Curved him and went the Kim and Kanye way
Em, cop the Barbie Dreamhouse then you can play the part
I ain't tryna bust it open in the trailer park

Dreams of f*cking one of these little rappers
I'm just playing, but I'm saying (Barbie)
Dreams of f*cking one of these little rappers
I'm just playing, but I'm saying (B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of f*cking one of these little rappers
I'm just playing, but I'm saying (B-B-B-Barbie, B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of f*cking one of these little rappers (Barbie dreams)
I'm just playing, but I'm saying (B-B-B-Barbie dreams)

Barbie dreams
Barbie dreams
I'm just playing, but I'm saying (B-B-B-Barbie, B-B-B-Barbie dreams)

You know I'm all about them dollars
I be supporting them scholars
I let him give me some brain
But he wanted me to ride it
So I said, "F*ck it, I'm in"
He want a cut like a trim
And if he act like he know, I let him f*ck it again
I got them bars, I'm indicted
I'm popping, I'm uninvited
I said just lick on the clitoris, nigga, don't f*cking bite it
I ride his, in a circle
I turn Stefan into Urkel
I go around and around and I'ma go down in slow motion
Then I pick it up, look at it
I said, "Daddy, come get at it," uh
Yellow brick road, he said that I am a wiz at it
Yeah, they want it, want it
You know I flaunt it, flaunt it
I'm a trendsetter
Everything I do, they do
Yeah, I put up 'em on it, on it
Dimelo papi, papi
Yo quiero sloppy, sloppy
I'll give it to you if you beat it up like Pacqui, Pacqui
I'ma kill 'em with the shoe, no ceiling is in the roof
And I'm BIG, give me the loot, twelve cylinders in the Coupe
I get dome with the chrome, now tell 'em when I'ma shoot
I just bang, bang, bang, real killers is in my group
Gorillas is in my unit, vacationin' where it's humid
And I shine, shine, shine, ggot diamonds all in my Cubans
I'm in LA Times more then when niggas lootin'
And my flow spit crack, I think that niggas usin'
He done bodied everybody, in closing, these bitches losin'
Using, using up, a bitch moving
No, I ain't stuttered and, no, I ain't Ruben
Damn, a bitch snoozin'
Shoutout to my Jews, l'chaim, Rick Rubin
Big fat titties, yes, they be protruding
I be like, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, bring the lube in
I be like f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, bring the lube in

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Lookin Ass

(All I, all I know is there should be no reason)
Look at y'all niggas
(All I know is there should be no reason)
Niggas (all I, all I know is there should be, all I know)
Look at y'all niggas (all I, all I know is there should be no reason)
(All I know)
Niggas (you know and you know)
(Look at why, be no reasonO

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 don't want sex, give a f*ck about your ex
I don't even want a text from y'all niggas
I'm rapin' you niggas
Look at this pic, look what the f*ck I gave to you niggas
Ain't feelin' these niggas
Niggas want my time, call me Clinton, I'm billin' these niggas

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, and you know, look at why
Reason

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 f*ck a non-man-ass nigga
I will, I will, I will, I will never f*ck 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, f*ck 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

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, and you know, look at why
Reason

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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 gettin' 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 'em pushing daffodils
I'm high as hell, I only took a half a pill
I'm on some dumb shit

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

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 (damn, damn)
Oh my gosh, look at her butt (damn, damn)
Oh my gosh, look at her butt (damn, damn)
(Look at her butt) (damn)
Look at, look at, look at
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 Balmain
I'm on some dumb shit

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

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

My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
Don't, my anaconda don't
Don't want none unless you got buns, hun

Oh my gosh (little in the middle but she got much back)
Look at her butt (damn, damn)
Oh my gosh (little in the middle but she got much back)
Look at her butt (damn, damn)
Oh my gosh (little in the middle but she got much back)
Look at her butt (damn, damn)
(Look at her butt) (oh my gosh)
Look at, look at, look at
Look at her butt

Yeah, he love this fat ass, hahaha!
Yeah, this one is for my bitches with a fat ass in the f*cking club
I said, where my fat ass big bitches in the club?
F*ck them skinny bitches, f*ck them skinny bitches in the club
I wanna see all the big fat ass bitches in the muthaf*ckin' club
F*ck you if you skinny bitches, what? K'yeah
Haha, haha, rrr
Yeah
I got a big fat ass
K'yeah
Come on

(Damn)
(Damn)
(Hey)
(Hey)
(Hey)

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Catch Me

Extracurricular
Parallel to none, I am perpendicular
Hit 'em with the "O", now that's just ridiculous
We could'e cleared up all these particulars
That could've been a homicide vehicular
You wasn't in no state to speed off
You was buggin' out, yeah, you was P'd off
We was just chillin' up at the ski loft
Thinking we was on, you tellin' me we off
Your whole vibe changed when you got the phone call
That's the effect they call a snowball
Next thing you know I was runnin' down a hall sayin'
"Please come back I have given my all" (all)

I have given my all
Funny how you could always make me feel small
I have given my all
Catch me, catch me, I think I'm gon' fall

My mind is made up
I'm waiting for you
I'm waiting on you, waiting, boy
My mind is set
I'm waiting on you
I'm waiting for you, waiting, boy
Could you catch me? (Catch me, catch me)
Could you catch me? (Catch me, catch me)
Could you catch me?
I am waiting on you to catch me (catch me, catch me)

You wanted, oh so bad, to prove points
But your game always makes me lose points
And your game always make me concur
And maybe I shoulda never taken you from her
But with all of the aforementioned
I am still trapped in your dimension
So I will be on the mountain waiting
'Cause I am in need of more attention
Could've called back, just to say something
I'm fall back in the bass drum
Please come to destination
I'm not doin' well, exclamation
You succeeded at your attempts to make me
Need you desperately to vindicate me

It's funny how you could always make me feel small
I have given my all
Catch me, catch me, I think I'm gon' fall

My mind is made up
I'm waiting for you
I'm waiting on you, waiting, boy
My mind is set
I'm waiting on you
I'm waiting for you, waiting, boy
Could you catch me? (Catch me, catch me)
Could you catch me? (Catch me, catch me)
Could you catch me?
I am waiting on you to catch me (catch me, catch me)

Okay, okay, okay
It's, it's whatever you say, ay, ay
It's whatever you say, ay, ay
I am at your disposal

My mind is made up
I'm waiting for you
I'm waiting on you, waiting, boy
My mind is set
I'm waiting on you
I'm waiting for you, waiting, boy
Could you catch me? (Catch me, catch me)
Could you catch me? (Catch me, catch me)
Could you catch me?
I am waiting on you to catch me (catch me, catch me)

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Super Bass

This one is for the boys with the booming system
Top down, AC with the cooler system
When he come up in the club, he be blazin' up
Got stacks on deck like he savin' up
And he ill, he real, he might gotta deal
He pop bottles and he got the right kind of build
He cold, he dope, he might sell coke
He always in the air, but he never fly coach
He a motherf*ckin' trip, trip, sailor of the ship, ship
When he make it drip, drip kiss him on the lip, lip
That's the kind of dude I was lookin' for
And, yes, you'll get slapped if you're lookin' ho
I said, excuse me you're a hell of a guy
I mean my, my, my, my you're like pelican fly
I mean, you're so shy and I'm loving your tie
You're like slicker than the guy with the thing on his eye, oh

Yes, I did, yes, I did
Somebody please tell him who the eff I is
I am Nicki Minaj, I mack them dudes up
Back coupes up and chuck the deuce up

Boy, you got my heartbeat runnin' away
Beating like a drum and it's coming your way
Can't you hear that
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass?
He got that super bass
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
Yeah that's that super bass
Boom, boom, boom, badoom, boom (bass, bass)
Boom, boom, boom (bass, yeah)
Boom, boom, boom, badoom, boom (bass, bass)
Boom, boom, boom (bass)
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
He got that super bass
Boom, boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
Yeah, that's that super bass (yo, yo)

This one is for the boys in the Polos
Entrepreneur niggas and the moguls
He could ball with the crew, he could solo
But I think I like him better when he dolo
And I think I like him better with the fitted cap on
He ain't even gotta try to put the mack on
He just gotta give me that look, when he give me that look
Then them panties comin' off, off, uh
Excuse me, you're a hell of a guy you know
I really got a thing for American guys
I mean, sigh, sickenin' eyes
I can tell that you're in touch with your feminine side, uh

Yes, I did, yes, I did
Somebody please tell him who the eff I is
I am Nicki Minaj, I mack them dudes up
Back coupes up and chuck the deuce up

Boy, you got my heartbeat runnin' away
Beating like a drum and it's coming your way
Can't you hear that
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass?
He got that super bass
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
Yeah that's that super bass
Boom, boom, boom, badoom, boom (bass, bass)
Boom, boom, boom (bass, yeah)
Boom, boom, boom, badoom, boom (bass, bass)
Boom, boom, boom (bass)
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
He got that super bass
Boom, boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
Yeah, that's that super bass

See, I need you in my life for me to stay
No, no, no, no, no, I know you'll stay
No, no, no, no, no, don't go away, hey
Boy, you got my heartbeat runnin' away
Don't you hear that heartbeat comin' your way?
Oh, it be like
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
Can't you hear that boom
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass?

Boy, you got my heartbeat runnin' away
Beating like a drum and it's coming your way
Can't you hear that
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass?
He got that super bass
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
Yeah that's that super bass
Boom, boom, boom, badoom, boom (bass, bass)
Boom, boom, boom (bass, yeah)
Boom, boom, boom, badoom, boom (bass, bass)
Boom, boom, boom (bass)
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
He got that super bass
Boom, boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
Yeah, that's that super bass

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Starships

(RedOne)

Uh, let's go to the beach-each
Let's go get a wave
They say what they gonna say
Have a drink, clink, found the Bud Light
Bad bitches like me is hard to come by
The Patrón-ón? Let's go get it on
The zone-one? Yes, I'm in the zone
Is it two, three? Leave a good tip
I'ma blow all of my money and don't give two shits, uh

I'm on the floor, floor
I love to dance
So give me more, more, 'til I can't stand
Get on the floor, floor
Like it's your last chance
If you want more, more
Then here I am

Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Can't stop 'cause we're so high
Let's do this one more time, oh

Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Let's do this one last time
Can't stop (we're higher than a motherf*cker)

(We're higher than a motherf*cker)
(We're higher than a motherf*cker)

Jump in my hoopty, hoopty, hoop, I own that
And I ain't paying my rent this month, I owe that
But f*ck who you want and f*ck who you like
Dancehall life, there's no end in sight
Twinkle, twinkle, little star

Now everybody, let me hear you say ray, ray, ray
Go spend all your money 'cause today payday
And if you're a G, you a G, G, G
My name is Onika, you can call me Nicki (woo)

Get on the floor, floor
Like it's your last chance
If you want more, more
Then here I am

Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Can't stop 'cause we're so high
Let's do this one more time

Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Let's do this one last time
Can't stop (we're higher than a motherf*cker)

(We're higher than a motherf*cker)
(We're higher than a motherf*cker)

Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Can't stop 'cause we're so high
Let's do this one more time

Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Let's do this one last time
Can't stop (we're higher than a motherf*cker)

(We're higher than a motherf*cker)
(We're higher than a motherf*cker)

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Girls Fall Like Dominoes

These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes (J.R.)
These girls fall like dominoes, d-d-dominoes
These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes
These girls fall like dominoes, d-d-dominoes
Dominoes, d-d-dominoes (uh-huh, yo, ayo)

Ayo, I'ma need sixtey-nine real bad girls for my tour bus
Somebody get security to escort us
They go the long way but we take the shortcut
Give me the blonde hair, long weave, short cut
You know the flow sick, came in on the small bus
So give the S-cup, C-cup, small bust
They judge me like the girl's on trial
But every time that I come out it's just girls gone wild
Got the domino effect in the front row passing out
With little bikini tops, they got they asses hanging out
Say my shoe game nuts, so I call 'em cashews
Every other city it's another Nicki tattoo
Steal Wayne girls, I steal Drake girls
You know the real bitches love me, f*ck the fake girls
So if you pretty I sign titties
I got the key to every mothaf*cking city, k'yeah

These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes
These girls fall like dominoes, d-d-dominoes
These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes
These girls fall like dominoes, d-d-dominoes
Dominoes, d-d-dominoes

Okay so when I'm in the Hills, I hang with Kristin Cavallari
And when I'm in Miami, I'm with Kourtney, Kim and Khloe
And when I'm in the A, I'm with Ciara or it's Keri
I'm feeling like a diva then I hit Mariah Carey
I'm in the UK, I'ma see MIA
Super hero by night, rapper by day
And if I just wanna talk I'ma hit up Monique
If I need a bad bitch Angelina Jolie (woo)
Material girls like Madonna, models for Donatella
Ain't nothing you can tell her, 'cause she get the Mozzarella
She look just like Rihanna
She work with Wilhelmina, only rocking Galliano
She might be Filipino, be sipping Pellegrino
Be watching Al Pacino, she could probably sniff a kilo
Anyway yo, hit up Grace Jones and tell her I said Strangé
I'm out in Paris motherf*cker with Beyoncé

These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes
These girls fall like dominoes, d-d-dominoes
These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes
These girls fall like dominoes, d-d-dominoes
Dominoes, d-d-dominoes

Girls, girls every day from London, Canada and the USA
Girls, girls every day from London, Canada and the USA
Girls, girls every day from London, Canada and the USA
Girls, girls every day from London, Canada and the USA

Where my westside girls at?
And where my eastside girls at?
Yo, where my North side girls at?
And where my down south girls at?
Yo, where my westside girls at?
Yo, where my eastside girls at?
Where my up North side girls at?
Now where my down south girls at?

These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes
These girls fall like dominoes, d-d-dominoes
These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes
These girls fall like dominoes, d-d-dominoes
Dominoes, d-d-dominoes