Nicki Minaj

It was back in 07 did a couple of tapes. Did a couple dvd's make a couple mistakes didn't know what I was doing but I put on a cape now it's which world tour should I go on today? See, you told me I would lose but I won. Might cop a million Jimmy Cho

[ti:Roman Reloaded] [ar:Nicki Minaj] [al:Pink Friday:Roman Reloaded] [00:00.78]Roman Reloaded [00:00.97]Nicki Minaj.Lil Wayne [00:01.20] [00:01.88]Bang my sh-t bang, it bang bang [00:04.40]Bang my sh-t bang it bang bang [00:07.15]I guess I went comme

[Nicki Minaj] Here we go again It's the game we love Sheets all over the floor And they laced with drugs You ain't play your cards right You had the Ace of Clubs Hit you with the Ace of Spade In your face, and shrugged Blood drippin' out your arm On

Mi man, mi say, nuff gyal a road a chase you lately Mi know, the truth, but that don't bother me So tell dem gyal dem oooh And tell ya friend dem oooh My gun a go gun shot, In a dem blood clot Hit dem wit it which part Any way dem go suh Tell dem gya

Yasss, Bish, Yasss Yasss, Bish, Yasss Yasss, Bish, Yasss Yasss, Bish, Yasss Yasss, Bish, Yasss Yasss, Bish, Yasss Yasss, Bish, Yasss Yasss, Bish, Yasss Yasss, Bish, Yasss Yasss, Bish, Yasss Yasss, Bish, Yasss Yasss, Bish, Yasss Me I'm just me Me I'm

Shitted on 'em Man, I just shitted on 'em Shitted on 'em Put your number 2'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 2's in the air If you did it on 'em All these bitches is my sons And

I'm big willie, no bike gear I told you bitches last year I'm a rap bitch nightmare That's why I call you Buzz Lightyear 'Cause by the time you start buzzin', bitch, you gon' have white hair Paparazzi was a fright scare When I landed out in London it

[** Snippet of 'Eazy' by Nicki Minaj:] [** feat. Gucci Mane:] [Verse: ~Gucci Mane~] Hot dammit it's a miracle, Please adjust the temperature, I switched up the interior in my european 50. Damn Gucci lyrical. Nah I ain't lyrical but my bracelet is cra

Automatic I can't control the way i'm moving my hips Bet you never ever seen me like this I'm a monster on the floor I can't quit Now in now it's automatic, it's automatic It's automatic i'm a runaway trip And it's like me that I tear up this place W

P-p-p-punch line queen, no box of dough Might pull up in a Porche, no box of dough Tell a hater: "Yo, don't you got c*cks to blow?" Tell 'em kangaroo Nick I'll box the hoe This shit said I got pop in a pasta bowl But don't go against Nicki impos

My Anaconda don't.. My Anaconda don't.. My Anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun Boy toy named troy, used to live in Detroit Big dope dealer money, he was getting some coins Was a shooter with the law, but he live in a palace Bought me Ale

[Hook] On a real nigga, I'm a real nigga I run around with them real niggas Got real sons, I need a real sitter When I leave niggas, they get real bitter On a real nigga, I'm a real nigga I'mma run around with them real niggas Roll upon ya, rull upon

[Verse 1 - Nicki Minaj:] Yo, I never fucked Wayne, I never fucked Drake On my life, man, fuck's sake If I did I'd Minaj wid' him and let 'em eat my ass like a cupcake My man full, he just ate, I don't duck nobody but tape Yea, that was a setup for a

[ti:Sunshine (试听版)] [ar:Nicki Minaj] [al:Legacy] [offset:0] [00:00.23]Sunshine (试听版) - Nicki Minaj [00:01.37]Ayo young money niigga. Hello brooklyn. [00:05.17]President carter. [00:06.12]Nicki Lewinsky. [00:07.67]Me and the dread yo. [00:09.37]Give h

I-I-I'm the shit With no makeup Don't have to curl my hair up All this booty here mine I'mma dolla worth a dime Real bosses stand up Ladies throw your hands up And say I know I'm cute I know I'm fly You ask me why Cause I'm the shit I-I-I'm the shit

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 Hey I'm gon' need sixty nine real bad girls for my tour

This one is for the boys with the boomin' system Top down, AC with the coolin' 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 got a deal He pop bottles and he got the right kind

[Hook] Bitches ain't shit, and they ain't sayin' nuthin' A hundred muthafuckas can't tell me nuthin' I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap [x2] [Verse 1: Nicki Minaj] Man, I been did that Man, I been popp

"High School" (feat. Lil Wayne) [Verse 1: Nicki Minaj] He said he came from Jamaica He owned a couple acres A couple fake visas cause he never got his papers Gave up on love, fucking with them heart breakers But he was gettin' money with the mov

Kush rolled, glass full, I prefer the better things Niggas with no money act like money isn't everything I'm having a good time, they just trying to ruin it Shout out to the fact that I'm the yougest nigga doing it Cap on, brim bent, Denzel, Larry ti