NICKI MINAJ - Only lyrics
rate meFt. Drake, Lil Wayne and Chris Brown
(Verse: Nicki Minaj)
Yo, I neva fucked Wayne, I neva fucked Drake
All my life, man, fuck's sake
If I did I did a menage wit em
I let 'em eat my ass like a cupcake
My man full, he just ate, I don't duck nobody but tape
Yeah, that was a set up fo' a punchline on duct tape
Worried bout if my butt's fake
Worried 'bout John's settin' us straight
These girls are my sons, John & Kate plus eight
When I walk in, sit up straight, I don't give a fuck if I was late
Dealin' wit my man on a G5 is my idea of an update
Hut one, hut two, big bitties, big butt 2
Up wit them real niggas who don't tell niggas what they up 2
Had 2 show bitches where the top is, ring finger where the rock is
These hoes couldn't test me even if their name was pop quiz
Bad bitches who I fuck wit , mad bitches we don't fuck wit
I don't fuck wit them chickens unless they last name is cutlet
Let it soak in, like seasonin'
& tell 'em, tell 'em blow me, Lance Stephenson
(Hook)
Raise yo bottle & cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the 4th of July
Nothin' but bad bitches in here tonight
Oh, if ya lame & ya know it be quiet
Nothin' but real niggas only, bad bitches only
Richest niggas only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side, only
(Verse 2: Drake)
I neva fucked Nicki cause she got a man
But when that's ova then I'm first in line
& the otha day in her Maybach
I thought god damn, this is the perfect time
We had just come from that video
Ya know LA traffic, how the city slow
She was sittin' down on that big butt
But I was still starin' at the titties tho
Yeah, lowkey it may be high key
I been peeped that ya like me, ya know
Who the fuck ya really wanna be wit besides me?
I mean, it doesn’t take much fo' us 2 do this shit quietly, I mean
She say I’m obsessed wit thick women & I agree
That’s right I like my girls BBW, yeah
Type 2 wanna suck ya dry & then eat sum' lunch wit ya
So thick that erryone else in the room is so uncomfortable
Ass on Houston Texas, but the face look just like Clair Huxtable
Oh, yeah, ya the man in the city when the mayor fuck wit ya
The NBA playas fuck wit ya
The bad ass bitches doin' makeup & hair fuck wit ya
Oh, that’s cause I believe in sumethin', I stand fo' it
& Nicki if you eva tryin' to fuck
Just give me the heads up so I can plan fo' it
(Hook)
Raise yo bottle & cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the 4th of July
Nothin' but bad bitches in here tonight
Oh, if ya lame & ya know it be quiet
Nothin' but real niggas only, bad bitches only
Richest niggas only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side, only
(Verse 3: Lil Wayne)
I neva fucked Nicki & that's fucked up
If I did fuck she'd be fucked up
Whoeva is hittin' ain't hittin' it right
Cause she actin' like she need dick in her life
That's anotha story, I'm no story teller
I piss greatness like gold is yellow
All my goons so ovazealous
I'm from Holly Groove, the holy Mecca
Callin' to say I got $ fo' days
I squirm & I shake, but I'm stuck in my ways
My girl from Wahita, she look up when she wave
Baby & I fucked wit her surfboard, surfboard
My eyes are so bright, I take cova fo' shade
Don't have my $?! I take mothas instead
Ya got the hiccups, ya swallowed the truth
Then I make ya burp boy, twinkies, they know what
I'm talkin' bout, runnin' in houses with army guns
So think about yo son & daughter rooms
Got 2 goons wit me, man, thought they got smalla guns
Ain't thinkin' bout your son & daughter rooms
This is just crazy, my nigga, I mean brazy, my nigga
That $ talk, I just rephrase it, my nigga
Blood gang take the B, I'll behead ya, my nigga
Fuckin' fo' reals if you mouth off I blow your face off
I mean pacpacpac then I take off
Now ya see me, now ya don't
Like Jamie Foxx, actin' like Ray Charles
Sixteen in a clip, 1 in the chamber
Seventeen, bwoy, really wit seventeen bullets
My story is how I went from poor me
The police pour me a drink to celebrate wit me
(Hook)
Raise yo bottle & cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the 4th of July
Nothin' but bad bitches in here tonight
Oh, if ya lame & ya know it be quiet
Nothin' but real niggas only, bad bitches only
Richest niggas only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side, only
Thanks to MOIN ABID for correcting these lyrics
