NICKI MINAJ - Roman Holiday lyrics

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Hook:

Take your medication Roman

Take a short vacation Roman

You’ll be okay

(Stop it, Mother, Please)

You need to know your station Roman

Some alterations on your clothes and your brain

(Get me out of here, Mother)

Take a little break, little break

From your silencing

There’s so much you can take, you can take

I know how bad you need a Roman Holiday

Roman Holiday, a Roman Holiday

Ya done, ya tight? Ya suck at life?

You don’t want a round three

You done suffered twice

Worship the queen and ya might can pass

Keep it real, these chicks couldn’t wipe my ass

Anyways, style is go get Bulgari

I am the ultimate svengali

These chickens can’t even spell that

You, You hoes buggin, repel that

(Whoa) Let me tell you this sister

I am, I am colder than a blister

Cuz my flows is sick & I’m a lunatic

And this can’t be cured with no elixir

Cuz ya’ll know who the, who the, I do

Had to put the pressure to every thug I knew

Quack, Quack to a duck and a chicken too

Put the hyena in a wiccan too

Take your medication Roman

Take a short vacation Roman

You’ll be okay

You need to know your station Roman

Some alterations on your clothes and your brain

Take a little break, little break

From your silencing

There’s so much you can take, you can take

I know how bad you need a Roman Holiday

Roman Holiday, a Roman Holiday

Witch, twitch, bitch

Die for this right, this is world war six

This right here gon make a chick die

And this right here gon make a chick cry

And this right is an undersigned shock

And this what I do when a chick break fly

I’ma put her in the dungeon, under, under

All them girls ain’t eatin, they dying of hunger

Mother, I be, who is this, hoe

And yes, maybe just a touch of turrets

Get my wigs, cameras going, get my berrets

Take your medication Roman

Take a short vacation Roman

You’ll be okay

You need to know your station Roman

Some alterations on your clothes and your brain

Take a little break, little break

From your silencing

There’s so much you can take, you can take

I know how bad you need a Roman Holiday

Roman Holiday, a Roman Holiday

Come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant

I am Roman Zolanski

Come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant

I am Roman Zolanski

Takin bout me, you talkin about me

How dare muthafucka’s be talkin about me

They must be smoking a couple of oc’s

They want that outline I get em a goatee

Mother, they talkin about me

How dare ya’ll mutha, be talkin about me

They must be smoking a couple of oc’s

They want that outline, I get em a goatee

Mother, forgive me

Thanks to tag for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Essence Roberts for correcting these lyrics