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Thursday, December 27, 2012

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Five-O

[Chorus:] Where my str8 jacket at... I'm a psycho Where dat white blo, y dey copy my flow If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o We don't t-t-talk, talk 2 five-o Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go we don't talk to five-o [Jae Millz:] Mister officer, mister officer I'm sry I don't wanna take a waaalk with ya Matta fact, I ain't trynna talk 2 ya We ain't got no business, so wat we taaalkn fa It ain't no need to bring me in 4 no interigation Cause about dat boi who jus got shot, I gots no information Dese broke ass snitch niggas styll grame shavn ? @ da pricent writin statements on which your house is da station {DAMN} Not I, tattle tellin is for homos Besides, dats da #1 young money no no Police, we don't chat with dem We ain't got no wrap for dem U in da cop car point niggas out from da back of dem {DERE HE GO} Bac seat informer, your papi shoulda warned ya U even tell PoPo I'm black, & yous a fucn goner Yea u get high, but I get higher Manyana, I jjus mite go 2 da half way house and ask your supervisor [Chorus:] Where my str8 jacket at... I'm a psycho Where dat white blo, y dey copy my flow If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o We don't t-t-talk, talk 2 five-o Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go we don't talk to five-o [Nicki Minaj:] Yo... 4, 3, 2 Cocka doodle do I was out in afric, shaka zulu crew Ho ho ho, red stockings to Coming down the chimney, your chopped & screwed It's me bitches, eff u snitches, gimmie da whibbie jibbies So excuse my twitches {EXCUSE ME} Lemme get dat brewskie, nggas kno dem bitches can't do it like a dooskie I jus pull up, chuck da deuce in sum blue denim, & I jus heard he runni with da lutenant I'm da mistress, I be in da district of columbia Yes uh huh, washington Betta ask around, cause I'm wats poppinton I'm who dey think about, playin with dey pee pee Gotta count sheep b, cause I'm never sleepy Guess I'm da chief, u can find me in my TP... BITCHES! [Chorus:] Where my str8 jacket at... I'm a psycho Where dat white blo, y dey copy my flow If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o We don't t-t-talk, talk 2 five-o Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go we don't talk to five-o [Gudda Gudda:] Young money cycle, st8 jacket on me Break a nigga jaw if he turn 2 informant I bring ya 2 ya door step, loose slips, sank ships nigga So I'm a bring u 2 da bottom of da ocean (uh chuuch) I hear u preachin like a fucn reverand Should killd u in da first place... no second guessin Coulda killed em with da first and da second weapon DJ Unk em with da hand, I 2 step and deck em Den I grab da choppa, blue flame houston reck em Kick a snitch head thru a goal like David Beckam Make way, respect em I could AK attack em U lookn at a gangster in his essence Now bitch bow down wen a gangster in your presence Cause I'm God's gift like a present For 1 don't try me I could give u 2 lessons u pessants get murdered if u do test em Gudda Gudda gotchu [Chorus:] Where my str8 jacket at... I'm a psycho Where dat white blo, y dey copy my flow If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o We don't t-t-talk, talk 2 five-o Dere dem lights go, we don't talk to five-o If it's not young money, it's a typo Dere dem lights go we don't talk to five-o NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Five-O

Fair To You Lyrics – Akon | Lirik Lagu Terbaru

Fair To You Lyrics – Akon | Lirik Lagu TerbaruSome reason today I ain?t feelin? real good (And I don?t know why) Cus normally I be up and up to no good (And I don?t know why) I feel like it?s gon? be a long day (And I don?t know why) So let me go and put the bullshit beside and tell you like this (So let me go and tell you why)It ain?t fair to you, it ain?t fair to me So let me live my life It?s better the life for the one you want me to be (want me to be) So girl go and do you, cus I?m gon? do me So just live your life We?ll get back together if it?s meant to beSaid you loved me way too much to be friends (And I don?t know why) Feel like you ain?t never gave me a fair chance (And I don?t know why) All and all I loved the experience (And I don?t know why) In the future call forth we?ll be back together again (So let me go and tell you why)It ain?t fair to you, it ain?t fair to me So let me live my life It?s better the life for the one you want me to be So girl go and do you, cus I?m gon? do me So just live your life We?ll get back together if it?s meant to beIf you believe that I got one and back won?t let me live Can you believe that I got small problems that seems so big Can you believe that I got ? got to lie to a four to five And that ain?t right Can you believe that I got ? got to go trust is gone butSee I?ll always love you baby No matter where I go (ooh yeah) Even though you drove me crazy I?ll always keep you close (ooh yeah) No longer happy here That?s why I won?t shed a tear So go ?head and live your life girl Best believe I?ll be right hereIt ain?t fair to you, it ain?t fair to me So let me live my life It?s better for life for the one you want me to be (yeahh) So girl go and do you, cus I?m gon? do me So just live your life We?ll get back together if it?s meant to beSee I?ll always love you baby No matter where I go Even though you drove me crazy I?ll always keep you close We?re no longer happy here That?s why I won?t shed a tear Just go ?head and live your life girl Expect to be I?ll be right here This entry was posted
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NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Get Silly

I'm a dime, u a nickelette Light skinn impigiment Write my own shyt, ya'll copyright infringement 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 lear 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 LYRICS - Get Silly

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Keys Under Palm Trees

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.", Bitches 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 leprechaun 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 LYRICS - Keys Under Palm Trees

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Handstand

We like them boyz with them rubber band bands. He move weight keep a couple gram grams So (so so so) where your money put it in your hand hands Now (now now now) make it flip make it do a handstand [x2] [Chorus:] Do a handstand can you do a hand stand flip that Money make it do a handstand. I can make it Scream like a summer jam fan where are my bands Where my rubber band mans [Verse 1: Nicki Minaj] It's offical bang your pistols play your money it's funny I mean it tickles. I need a D-boy I need a president and If your spending them stacks I need some evidence. Then you can bring out all them cars that they rap bout. Then I'm a let you eat it like I put the snacks out. don't say You can't say you can say you can can flip that money Flip it like a handstand. [Chorus:] Do a handstand can you do a handstand flip that money Make it do a handstand. I can make it scream like a summer jam fan Where are my bands where my rubber band mans [Verse 2: Shannell] He's a banker by nature he'll call and slick of the debt that You owe and thank ya. he'll switch the toys out never the Same route. but niggas acting like they ain't about to pay out. Taking me out just to ask how my day went. tryna show me I'm his Number one investment. he kno what I like. stay on your job type. I'll pop if you can pop like you got rubber bands we like [Chorus:] Do a handstand can you do a hand stand flip that Money make it do a handstand. I can make it Scream like a summer jam fan where are my bands Where my rubber band mans [Verse 3: Nicki Minaj & Shannell] Cause we like them bad boys and bad cars Them hood rich dope boyz and trap stars [x2] [Verse 4: Shannell] See I'm a rubber lover so wrap it and I'll hug ya. Then we can stick together like them dollars Out the printer. bad boys I catch call me Undercover. street grindin cold cut motherfucker. [Verse 5: Nicki Minaj] Yo yo yo he flip like handstand he cookin them 10 grams. Give him the grand slam in back of the phan dam, I mean the phantom. I can't stand bums. somethin bout His money make a nigga handsme. cuff cuff throw ya badge on me. Guaranteed you can't puff puff pass on me. we can crush crush You can spend your stach on me. cause I kno you want to smach it Like a crash dummy [Chorus:] Do a handstand can you do a hand stand flip that Money make it do a handstand. I can make it Scream like a summer jam fan where are my bands Where my rubber band mans NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Handstand

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Best I Ever Had (Remix)

Baby you my everything You all I ever wanted We could do it real big Bigger then you ever done it You be up on everything Other hoes ain't never on it I want this forever I swear, I can spend whatever on it Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up When I get right I promise that we gone live it up She make me beg for it, till she give it up And I say the same thing every single time I say [Chorus:] You the fucking best [x4] You the best I ever had Best I ever had [x3] I said you the fucking best. [Drake:] Know you got a roommate Call me when there's no one there Put the key under the mat and you know I'll be over there (Yup!) I be over there Shawty I be over there I be hittin' all the spots that you ain't even know was there (Ha!) And you don't even have to ask twice You can have my heart, or we could share it like the last slice Always felt like you were so accustomed to the fast life Have a nigga thinking that he met you in a past life Sweat pants, hair tied, chillin' with no make up on That's when you're the prettiest I hope that you don't take it wrong You don't even trip when friends say, "you ain't bringing Drake along?" You know that I'm working I'll be there soon as I make it homeeeee And she a patient in my waiting room Never pay attention to the rumors and what they assume And until them girls prove it I'm the one they never get confused with cause [Bridge:] Baby you my everything You all I ever wanted We could do it real big Bigger then you ever done it You be up on everything Other hoes ain't never on it I want this forever I swear, I can spend whatever on it Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up When I get right I promise that we gone live it up She make me beg for it, till she give it up And I say the same thing every single time I say [Chorus:] You the fucking best [x4] You the best I ever had Best I ever had [x3] I said you the fucking best. [Nicki Minaj:] Ayo you the only one that see the real nicki I can show you chill nicki cause of how you deal with me And they knock my blocks down you come and you build with me Even though you real busy he's that fucking real drizzy It's so amazing I figured out this world is ours for the taking I figured out that when I go out and those people scream That some of them are living bi-curiously thru me That's why I put the s on my chest and I'm gone But on another note let's have sex in my dorm And I'm a' make you beg cause you look pretty when you begging So meet me on the campus I'll be there around eleven So let me put my books down Excuse me if I look down Guess I'm a little nervous When I'm at your service Look at what you took downnnnnnnnn [Bridge: Nicki Minaj] Baby you my everything You all I ever wanted We can do it real big Bigger then you ever done it You be up on everything Other niggas never on it I want this forever I swear I could spend whatever on it That's why I hold you down Every time you hit me up When I get right I promise that we gone live it up I make you beg for it Until I give it up You say the same thing every single time [Chorus:] You the fucking best [x4] You the best I ever had Best I ever had [x3] I said you the fucking best. [Drake:] Sex, love, pain Baby I be on that Tank shit Buzz so big, I could prolly sell a blank disc When my album drop bitches will buy it for the pictures And niggas will buy it to and claim they got it for they sister Magazine, paper girl well money ain't the issue They bring dinner to my room and ask me to initial She call me the referee cause I be so official My shirt ain't got no stripes but I could make your pussy whistleeee Like the Andy Griffith theme song Who told you to put them jeans on? Double cup love, you the one I lean on Feelin' for a fix then you should really get your feen on Yeah, just know my condo is the crack spot Every single show, she out there reppin' like a mascot Get it from the back and make your fucking bra strap pop All up in yah slot till a nigga hit the jackpot I'm sayin [Bridge:] Baby you my everything You all I ever wanted We could do it real big Bigger then you ever done it You be up on everything Other hoes ain't never on it I want this forever I swear, I can spend whatever on it Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up When I get right I promise that we gone live it up She make me beg for it, till she give it up And I say the same thing every single time I say [Chorus:] You the fucking best [x4] You the best I ever had Best I ever had [x3] [Talking:] Uhh. Ahh Yeah See this the type of joint you gotta dedicate to somebody, Just make sure they that special somebody. Young money NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Best I Ever Had (Remix)

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Nicki Minaj Speaks #2

Okay so I'm just, y'know briefly run down my shoutouts, um Shoutout to all of the deejays that's ever showed Nicki Minaj love I love you right back, um Shoutout to DJ Holiday, um, y'know just cause he has really nice eyes and y'know he's really sexy and all that Um, shout out to, my baby Big Mike and Trapaholics, and, um Sticks Malone and DJ Infamous and DJ Drama Um, I also have a very crazy manager Her name is Debra Anthony And um, she's psychotic, she's bi-polar, um but nevertheless she's mine, ALL MINE Oh, I have to share her with Gucci Mane and I have to share her with, OJ Da Juice and I have to share her with the So Icey boys and, y'know Waka Flocka Flame and all that but y'know she's all mine anyway [echoes] ("The Aphilliates, nigga! Holla at'cha..") NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Nicki Minaj Speaks #2

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Go Hard

[Nicki talking] Yo, SB. I think it's my time... You know why? My tears have dried, And I know that no weapon formed Against me will prosper. And I truly Believe that my haters are my motivators. Young Money. [Chorus] If you could you would get rid of me, Fuck you gone do when a bitch try to go hard? But I won't let you get to me (to me) You should already figure I'ma go hard. If you was as real as me you would never Let another girl sit in yo throne. I done put the choke hold on now They screamin, "Nicki leave me alone!" I am, I'm Still the one to beat. Ain't in a rush from these streets I am the streets. I am gettin it in until the end I gotta go, GO, gooo, GO HARD! [Verse 1 - Nicki] Carter called, lemme get the car key, you don't want it with the Harajuku Barbie Keep a marquis, everything sparkly (man man down! ) hit em on a walkie-talkie. Hit em, hit em knock-knock, tell em let me in. my name ring bells bitch buzz me in And I only stop for pedestrians, or real real bad lesbian. Hit em wit the Mac, hit em wit the Tec 9, hit em wit the Ruger by the intersex sine. Hit em wit a Tommy so my niggas call me Pammy and I always the jammy in the trunk or in the lamby Put my whole burrough on my back and I'm gooda, I don't wanna hear what you would, what you coulda I represent all the girls that stood up, used to drink water wit a little bit of sugar. Now I'm in the gym with my squats and my sit-ups, doin the scissor-leg on the mat wit my foot up. Young black pin-up, all of my bitches did up, now I'm tellin LA Reid to step his bid up. And I'm tellin President Carter he picked a winner, bitches like nelly and kelly got a dilemma These birds all fly south in the winter, fuck I look like chompin on a chicken dinner? You can hate me, but why knock my hustle; I'ma be a queen no matter how they shuffle Skirts with the ruffle, louis on the duffle. I'm a bad bitch no muzzle. (no muzzle). Bitches is softer than Al Dente, cut from a different kentae. tell em I'm the ninja, Weezy is my sensei. so I call him Splinter, faster than a sprinter. gimme my chopsticks I'll have the rap bitches for dinner. This is for my gentlemen in button-ups and khakis This is for my nigga 7-up in Castaki This is for my niggas wheelying them Kawasakis Shout out to the back east salt fish ackes kisses is to my fans, unless I'm feeling kinda cocky. Winter Wonderland is on my hand, it's kinda rocky. I am Nicki, Minaj or Lewinski. Pumps on the clutch, right hand on the six-speed. Write my own raps I gotta go, I gotta get me (gotta get me.) OOhhh! [Chorus] If you could you would get rid of me, Fuck you gone do when a bitch try to go hard? But I won't let you get to me (to me) You should already figure I'ma go hard. If you was as real as me you would never Let another girl sit in yo throne. I done put the choke on now They screamin, "Nicki leave me alone!" I am, I will, I gots to win. I'm still lookin around for my Com-pe-tition. I am gettin it in until the end I gotta go, GO, gooo, GO HARD! [Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] From slap-and-cry you start to die, so I must go harder. Gotta make these bitches know me just like Bobby know water. Better yet, like Bubba, know shrimp. but he don't say shit When the gun on his lip, and I don't say shit put the gun On my hip. so I don't say shit but the gun on my hip. If you don't wanna drown don't come on my ship Check out how them bitches just run on my dick And me, I'm that nasty son of a bitch. I still got that bitch cum on my lips It yee ain got money, don't come on my strip And if ya got money, don't come on my strip I wear that metal, no olympic, but I can still Make you tumble and flip You fuckin wit me if you fuckin wit Nick They ain't fuckin wit me ,they ain't fuckin wit Nick Your girlfriend and she just split Cuz she wanna fuck me and she wanna fuck Nick They wonder if he be fuckin Nick, as long as she be fuckin rich That's why I keep my luggage cuz, I swear yall's a fuckin trip. Young Money Dungeon, bitch. my swagger is just punching bitch And I shoot like I'm from over-seas, so call my gun, "Gunovich" Weezy F. Baby and the "F" is for a bunch of shit Red drank, blue pill, white dust Yes I love my country bitch. ([Wayne:] yeah!... guitar.) [Chorus] Wish you could get rid of Young Money, Fuck you gone do when a bitch try to go hard? But I won't let you get to me (to me) You should already figure I'ma go hard. If you was as real as me you would never Let another girl sit in yo throne. I done put the choke on now They screamin, "Nicki leave me alone!" I am, I will, I gots to win. I'm still lookin around for my Com-pe-tition. I am gettin it in until the end I gotta go, GO, gooo, GO HARD! NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Go Hard

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Shopaholic

[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 Emilio Pucci I'm a I'm tha best I'm tha best ask Khaled Sorry lil daddy dat cards not valid I need a limited black card, like I'm racist With dem real big faces Louis Vuitton cases Hoes in da hood say Nicki Minaj booshie... I do it b.i.g. so I keep a couple coogies hoezzzz NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Shopaholic

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Slumber Party

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Banana boat full of blow Banana clip to cut ya throat Banana dro come pack a smoke Banana diamonds yellow gold Heavy snow that berry blow That cherry coke got stupid dough Plenty mo you think I booked a Hundred, shows I'm selling dope I'm into wishin rolling cushion Sippin lean and burnin piff, you Gotta piff? I gotta pint you Took a shot I took a sip. I plead The 5th ain't saying shit go get My lawyer get him quick spent 80 Grand to beat a case I whipped it Like my purple whip. I caught a Hit like sosa did them killas Blast ya house ya monkey, I got So much jewelry on me still you Can't take nothing from me. hook It up I cook it up and get some Head while rolling blunts. water Paint, water stain I'm lookin Down she lookin up. beamer truck I rim it up spent 80 thou (400 Stones), she suck a dick while Rollin blunt she keep the boss Man bustin nuts. I get it off she Get it up me and her both can't Get enough me in the go I'm in The go so tryna beat that pussy up [Chorus] Welcome to my private party more hoes than a Bachelor party Smokin, drankin, freakin, shit can turn into a Slumber party You can't meet my mama ah uh but here go my Number shawty When you feelin freaky mama we can have a Slumber party (A slumber party mama have a slumber party) (You can't meet my mama ah uh but here go my Number shawty) (When you feelin freaky mama we can have a Slumber party) (We can have a slumber party) [x2] [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Her negligees are burberry Her lingerie came very straight Her oral sex is very wet my sex so great she gainin weight I cook a cake she cook a steak we three estates you section 8 Stay out her face she hardly date she fuckin Gucci shawty DAMN Everdays a ballin day just yesterday we bought a Lake tomorrow Bought us 2 camaros our way down the 68 we Trappin fast with Stupid cash so rap on with yo stupid as it's Gucci Mane no stupid ass I keep on making Stupid cash [Chorus] Welcome to my private party more hoes than a Bachelor party Smokin, drankin, freakin, shit can turn into a Slumber party You can't meet my mama ah uh but here go my Number shawty When you feelin freaky mama we can have a Slumber party (A slumber party mama have a slumber party) (You can't meet my mama ah uh but here go my Number shawty) (When you feelin freaky mama we can have a Slumber party) (We can have a slumber party) [x2] [Verse 3: Nicki Minaj] Got that super soaker pussy pop like cola coka plus it's tighter than a choka Got em smilin like the joka got that na-na-na-na-na-na-na lil mama ain't On my linin when yo momma sleepin you can call me and get all up in it Bank rolls gimmie all them pretty furs cause my pussy game cold when he hit it He say bur he say bur bur bur bur bur I'm a I'm a marry her and he pull late with dat Pur like he strumgin his guitar that's me I am minaj I am ni ni nicki minaj and if you want a Menage keep a couple pretty boards look head game busy busy make a nigga dizzy dizzy Bitch I'm at that slumber party sippin on that frizzy chrissy NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Slumber Party

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Nicki Minaj Speaks #1

Holiday, Holiday, slow that shit DOWN! C'mon now, they done.. they know I do it They know when I do it it get done Two sticks in my bun, but, but first of all when I say two sticks in my bun, I mean that when I put a bun in my hair Like when I put my hair in a ponytail and I wrap my hair in a bun I put two Chinese sticks in my bun with the Chinese bang Cause y'all y'all minds is in the gutter That's what two sticks in my bun mean, okay? But Holiday you already know, y'knahmsayin? They heard that hard spittin, they heard that fast shit NOWWWW, y'know, you gotta slow it down for them y'know Umm, they wanna hear me sing Y'know behind every bad bitch there's a really sweet girly, girl There's a really sweet, Harajuku Barbie, and umm Now it's time for them to hear me [inhales] get all nice and soft and, moist I I mean, I'm-I'm sorry I didn't mean, I didn't mean to say that I meant, this is the portion of the tape where I just wanna be more, y'know, delicate and... wet [SPLASH] I'm I'm, I'm so, I I, I didn't mean to say that I meant, that y'know, Holiday just slow it down daddy! NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Nicki Minaj Speaks #1

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Mind On My Money

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 LYRICS - Mind On My Money

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Kill Da DJ

Hay; hay hay ya know it jus dawned on me I am Nicki Minaj A HAHA HAHA HAHA [Verse 1:] I ain't know the president live in D.C. And I aint know they call me Nicki Lewinskie I never knew that dude with Jay was Pimp C And I aint know I be with Paris and Lindsey I jus know dat I be on my fly girl shit I fly girl pop up and I fly girl dip I fly girl stunt like a fly girl flip And I dont never guzzle it I fly girl sip Now get dat rose get dat get dat rose a lil hennesy and louie tha 13 Now every body look my way my way Excuse all my haters cause they lookin sideways Lets get it now [Chorus:] You got me wrong You be sittin by tha bar when its yo song You can act like you dont like it butcha do you do you do do do do do I think Im gonna kill tha mutha fuckin DJ if he dont let let tha record replay ra ra record replay record replay I think I'm gonna kill tha mutha fuckin DJ. [Verse 2:] I aint know tha police was the babylon. And I aint know Im cold just like an avalanche I never knew my titties was bigger than Pamelas So paparazzi flickin be Flickin they camera I just know dat I be on my fly girl shit my fly girl stomach and my fly girl hips I fly girl ball with my fly girl mitts and I can only kiss another fly girls Lips Now get dat O.J get dat get dat O.J. a lil cranberry and some remy mone Now every body look my way my way Excuse all tha haters cause they lookin sideways Let's get it now [Chorus:] [Verse 3:] Welcome like sex an while they be flexin cause they know dat this they song So interestin frontin like they best in damn dem bitches got me wrong 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:] NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Kill Da DJ

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Itty Bitty Piggy

Yep [x24] Yo a yo I was on the plane wit Dewayne You can call me Whitley I go to hill mane. 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 fuckin' the Yankee. I was fuckin' wit base, I was pitchin' to Franky. These bitches so cranky, give them a hanky. My mommy I'm cold gimme my blanky Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa Okay Okay Whoa Whoa Holiday Wait Hold on Hold on Holiday You can't give it to them dry like that you got to get that shit Wet first nigga like come on now you got to prep them for shit like that They cant just get that shit right of the top Like you got to bring that Shit back, Bring that shit the fuck back Yep [x24] Yo a yo I was on the plane wit Dewayne You can call me Whitley I go to hill mane. 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 fuckin' the Yankee. I was fuckin' wit base, I was pitchin' to Franky. These bitches so cranky, give them a hanky. My mommy I'm cold gimme my blanky Flyer then a kite I get higher than Rapunzel. Keep the snow white I could buy it by the bundle Stack your cookies up for they crumble. Don't be actin' like the cardinals and gone fumble (fumble). 'Cause I'm a steeler fresh up out the dealer. All the dope boys gone feel her. Flow so sick I need a healer. Fuck, where is my mac concealer. I be out in queens on the back of fort weep weep the weep the wheelers I'm a big deal. That's why I get more head than a pig tail. Put some ranch on I'm gettin' the munchies. I think I have a rap bitch from a entree' 'Cause they be thinkin' niggas 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 ride it good. That eight o eight woof woof 'cause I ride it good. And bitches can't find their man 'cause I ride it good. I'm the wolf where is little red ridin' hood. If you see an itty bitty piggy in a market. Give that bitch a quarter and car tell her park it. I don't fuck wit pigs like As-Salamu Alaykum, I put em in a field I let Oscar Myer bake em. And if you see an itty bitty piggy in a market. Give that bitch a quarter and car tell her park it. I don't fuck wit pigs like As-Salamu Alaykum, I put em in a field and I let Oscar Myer bake em. [Nicki talking] It's like I'm just single handedly annihilated. You know every rap bitch in the building. Like like I'm Nicki minaj, Nicki Lewinsky, 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 up, it's me, I win, you lose. Hahahahahahaha o shit hahaha yo. I'm a bad bitch, I'm a I'm a bad bitch [x4] Hahahahahaha I told you, I told you before, I told you yall was gonna have to pick my fruit out. Now listen, in addition to pickin' my fruit out I want yall to start going to the boutiques. Know what I'm saying. 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 can be my personal shopper. Hahahahahahahahahahahaha A yo Yep [x4] NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Itty Bitty Piggy

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - I Get Crazy

[Hook:] I gets crazy [x32] you know..it's like when i feel really crazy, i just get my broom and fly away...i go real real far away. Young Money. That's...that's that's just what we do. Ya know,i mean we wear straight jackets, and we, we,we, we st-stay ya know in padded rooms. And ya know, and fly away. I just came out of the mutherfuckin Old School Got my Mac notebook with the Pro tools Yahh Bitches ain't ready for Nicki Lewinsky Bad "WOOF WOOF" flyer then a Frisbee So I'm up in Mid-LA eating Mangos Keep a couple Pink Toes in my Sandals Got some Bangles all over my Ankles Such a Star they say I'm a Star Spangle Buh Buh Buh Buh Buh Banner I am the Rap Hannah Mah Mon Montana so fix your Antenna I keep three hoes, But don't call me Santa And I am flyer then Reindeer in the Winta (In the Winter) [Hook:] I Get Crazy [x4] I I Get Crazy I Get Crazy [x4] [Nicki Minaj:] So I got a Badd Bitch mentality Cause I just came from another Galaxy I be with the President up in the White House If we in the Oval Office then the Lights Out Cause I am the Wicked Witch I'm' the Nickster And I keep a Bad Bitch on my Jickster But I leave her in a second for a Thicker Rockstar little mama with a Guitar I am Nicki El.Em.En.Oh.Winsky I mean my name Ring Bells like Tinky I mean Tinker Tell that Niqga Link her Cause I'm' looking for some Good Brains from a Thinker [Hook:] I Get Crazy [x4] I I Get Crazy I Get Crazy [x4] [Lil Wayne:] 1, 2, 3rd Floor Hospital Bound Niqgas is Doors and I knock Niqgas Down Straight jacket crooked, I hear you Lookin I promise I'm Hard, And I swear you Pussy I ain't crazy, No yes I am Right up in the Coo-Coo nest I land I'm fly now Eat mah Bird shit Yeah I'm' crazy, I'm crazy about your Bitch Wild Animal on mah Bewildered Shixtt I love Brain so I'm' Looking For a Nerd Bitch It's' Nicki Minaj, The Superb Witch And Weezy F. Baby, No Weezy F. Crazy [Hook:] I Get Crazy [x4] I I Get Crazy I Get Crazy [x4] NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - I Get Crazy

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Intro

You know, a lot of people ask me why I feel, that, you know I've gotten a lot of notoriety so quickly And, umm, I don't know People seem to be under the impression that, I made it to this point, FAST And, y'know obviously for me I don't feel like that cause it's me y'know I feel like I've been doing it, for ten billion years But, every time someone says something like that to me I remember to just thank God for, y'know, getting me this far Cause sometimes you don't realize how far you've gotten until you look around and, and you look at the people who who, who are still trailing so far behind you And I know that, that no matter what, it's in the end it's not gonna be about my talent, y'know It's not gonna be about my connections It's not gonna be about my looks It's, it's gonna be about, who wants it, the most Annnnd, I want it the most! NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Intro

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Lollipop (Remix)

[Intro:] Ow, Uh huh No Homo I said he so sweet make her wanna lick the wrapper So I let her lick the Rapper She She She lick me like a lollipop She She lick me like a lollipop She She She She lick me like a lollipop She She lick me like a lollipop [Chorus:] Shorty wanna thug (yeh) Bottles in the club (yeh) Shorty wanna hump (yeh) You know I like to touch (yeh) Those lovely lady lumps (yeh) (she lick me like a lollipop) Shorty wanna thug (I like that) Bottles in the club (I like that) Shorty wanna hump (yeh) You know I like to touch (yeh) Those lovely lady lumps (yeh) Come on Yeah [Verse: Lil Wayne] Ok, lil mama had a sawgg like mine She even wear her hair down her back like mine I make her feel right when it's wrong like lyin And man she ain't never had a love like man But man I ain't ever seen a ass like hers That pussy in my mouth had me lost for words I told her back it up like urp urp Make that ass jump like jurp jurp And that's when she [Lil Wayne] She she she lick me like a lollipop (o yeh I like that) She she lick me like a lollipop (yeh I like that) She she she lick me like a lollipop (yeh I like that) She she lick me like a lollipop (yeh) [Chorus:] Shorty wanna thug (shorty wanna thug) Bottles in the club (bottles in the club) Shorty wanna hump (wanna hump) You know I like to touch (like to touch) Those lovely lady lumps (lovely lady lumps) Shorty wanna thug Bottles in the club Shorty wanna hump You know I like to touch Those lovely lady lumps [Static Major] Ok After you back it up then stop Drop it shorty Drop it like it's hot Ooooo drop it like it's hot Don't stop [Nicki Minaj while Static sings] Ay um You know They noe I got the fattest pussy in the business Like I don't even know why ya Ya know wat I mean Like come on I'm Nicki Minaj Ya know how the fuck I do Nicki-lewinski President Cater Young Money [Verse: Nicki Minaj] Shorty wanna li li li li lick me like a lollipop Shorty said he li li like the way I make punany pop Shorty wanna li li lick me in the candy apple drop I got that presidential cooch When he see it he salute Cause ain't no nappy pubes Just alot of juice A little mohawk Posing for the Photog He get me so He get me so He get me so smart He make my pussy sing Ahhhhh Like it's Mozart He say the pussy pretty It look like show art He say who pussy is it And I say yours And when he spank this I make that pussy fart I'm such an actress Melissa Joan Hart [Verse: Lil Wayne] Shorty said the nigga that she with ain't shit Shorty said the nigga that she with ain't this Shorty said the nigga that she with can't hit But shorty I'm a hit it hit it like I can't miss And he can't do this And he don't do that Shorty need a refund Need to bring that nigga back Just like a refund I make her bring that ass back And she bring that ass back Because I like that [Chorus:] Shorty wanna thug (yeah I like that) Bottles in the club (yeah I like that) Shorty wanna hump (yea) You know I like to touch (I like that) Those lovely lady lumps (ya) Shorty wanna li li li li lick me like a lollipop Shorty wanna li li li li lick me like a lollipop Shorty wanna like me (like a lollipop) So I let her lick the rapper (she she lick me like a lollipop) Shorty wanna thug (shorty wanna thug) Bottles in the club (bottles in the club) Shorty wanna hump (wanna hump) You know I like to touch (like to touch) Those lovely lady lumps (lovely lady lumps) [Lil Wayne] Call me so I can make it juicy for ya Call me so I can get it juicy for ya Call me so I can make it juicy for ya Call me so I can get it juicy for ya Call me so I can make it juicy for ya Call me so I can get it juicy for ya Call me so I can make it juicy for ya Call me so I can get it juicy for ya [Chorus:] Shorty wanna thug (yeah I like that) Bottles in the club (yeah I like that) Shorty wanna hump (yea) You know I like to touch (I like that) Those lovely lady lumps (I said) Shorty wanna thug Bottles in the club Shorty wanna hump You know I like to touch Those lovely lady lumps [Verse: Lil Wayne] I get her on top She drop it like it's hot And when I'm at the bottom She Hilary, ride em The middle of the bed Giving, getting head Giving, getting head Giving, getting head [Breakdown:] I said mmmmmm (I like that) Said mmm mmm mm (yeh I like that) I said mmmmm mmm mmm (yeh I like that) Mm mmmmm [Lil Wayne] Call me so I can come and do it for ya Call me so I can come and prove it for ya Call me so I can make it juicy for ya Call me so I can get it juicy for ya [Outro: Lil Wayne] Shorty wanna li li li li lick me like a lollipop (lick me like a lollipop) She She She lick me like a lollipop (lick me like a lollipop) I said he so sweet make her wanna lick the wrapper So I let her lick the Rapper NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Lollipop (Remix)

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Whos Ya Best MC?

Ya kno dey say Nicki spit crazi Get it poppin like M 80's or twin tre 80's Yunq money first lady Ya kno Baby qirl of dha qroup I'm also known as Baby qirl in dha coupe Neva qet mi confused as Baby qirl in dha hoop Ckuz Nicki stai fly Like dat cash money dude I'm stuntin on dese hoes Like marilyn monroe I qot a s curl flow I spit slick ya kno Need I don't jus spit raps Need chit chat Nicki could qet it in Nicki could spit gats Ya qirl qot hustle Nicki could pitch crack But Nicki rather chill Need stack a mill While dese hoes Stai in hoods like rats 4 real Ma voice stai on dha track Like a mac 4 real Rotten dha baseline like Quille o neal Gassed ya baby father 4 dha keys 2 dha escalade Not a baby momma But I'm drama like kay slate Wat can I sai Dhatsz how ya qirl do Ya qirl stai fresh down 2 dha cuticles Ma people smoke dutches We don't fuck with bamboo I'm a winner mommi Ya career's a gamble Old ass broad Off track Like bad weaves Nicki stai on her toes On point like ballerines Lemme remind u I'm qettin a tan 2 Ya caramel dream Ya qirl from queens Dey say I'm 2 pretti 2 b spittin 16 I should b on dha screen Posin 4 maybelline Or b a baby phat qirl Kitten on ma jean Hood star broad Black barbie doll Pardon mi if dha cockiness Botherin ya'll I'm jus bein Nicki Minaj ya kno Girl from around wai Widout dha l cool j Ma u spit koolaid I spit acid out Doin dis since U was reebok classic doubt Need dis hoe wanna qet at nick Y Cause I baqqed her baby daddy She ain't seen him since Nick so gudda Lil white tee Need sum air max on Sum dolce gaban Pretty panties on Like wait Till dha summer catch me Up in dha hummer On ma wai 2 555 front Run with dha rucka And every baller wanna Neva give out ma number Onli dha email Cherry thonq.com holla Name a qirl as real as her No not dem Who's ya best MC Nick Fox & Kim Cnt 4 qet rem Nick up in dha porsche Box or dha benz NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Whos Ya Best MC?

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Womp Womp

How you gon tel me I'm not the best that came out the west um I mean the east I'm the president but I don't live in dc I rep the ny fyi I said I rep the ny fyi I get them pies to the guys that say ayyyaya I'm the head honcho get work from papi and dead poncho put in the roncho I mean the range ro where we let them things go I onli fucc with dudes that could let they chain show I'm such a 80s bay thing you could beat me then you azycra? bitches having pushing out abybay won't you be my dj like lazy k I'm such a psycho niggas call me micko nicki been hot since you was on your tricycle bitches romans country men used to salute the president with your country friend bitch you ain't writing shyt you get 10% and you softer than dem dudes witthey wristes bent it's nickelodeon I am the president where my podium why these girls salty why they sodium is it because my flow slicker than petroleum see I'm the yellow bus girl say nicki you the best and I tell em urr duhh you tell me wat I know I guess I must concur I'm the reason why these bitches yellin fucc her cause everybody hate when your great and your caking and wen I say caking I ain't talkin bout bacon but they gon get it all wring fuccing with dem fake thugs and dem fake don juans say he got workers lik the kids in hong kong but he ain't getting chips unless you count them bon tons tell that nigga womp womp cause he ain't getting chips unless you count them bon tons NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Womp Womp

NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Dead Wrong

You be yellin boom boom when yah really pum pum See my flow hotter then noon in june june If Biggie was alive he sign me Im the New Edition like Bobby & Ronnie Just give me the beat & a bottle of Dasani & I dont need Clyde Im a boss Fuck a Bonnie Yah digg? Religious like the preachers Came here to warn yah Listen bitches I'm the teacher Go sit in the corner How many Times I gotta spit Till they noe that I'm the bitch Im flyer Den a maget Im on sum shit 1st they love you then they switch Yea they switch like fagets Thats why I keep the lama In Gabana Fabric Im the shit Should be in pampers Like Markie Bizz Give anybody the business Like hers or his's Cuz my flow tighter then them virgin bitches you noe them asalamlakum dem Persian bitches & if you miss me I'm swervin 6's Got damn aint even pregnant but I'm birthin bitches Cuz I got Flavor like that girl Delicious Stop actin Like you a killa with them girly disses bitches I aint johnny but my my my she want it with me tell her fi bloodclot try you aint through I'm the truth you a lie My whole borough yellin out boom bye bye cuz when I seen her she was shakin in her boots When Nicki came thru she was throwin up her duce Slap her then I asked her wats my name She said N.I.C The president of the NYC Yah dead wrong These bitches is buns You got it going on Aye Yung Nic yah dead wrong Okay. Chea! Dirty money nigga wha? When I do it it's done & goddid it I won nigga - I'm dead wrong My nigga patty to the dupe, nigga catty to the coupe nigga chea ya dead wrong My nigga diggs on the board, Oh lordy on the board nigga ya dead wrong.. NICKI MINAJ LYRICS - Dead Wrong