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I said I'm cool on it, baby, yeah, I'm straight
He say his love, I don't it want it, yeah, too late
Boy, you're too much, too little, yeah, too late
You do too much, too little, yeah, too late
Boy, you're too much, too little, yeah, too late
Boy, you're too much, too little, yeah, too late
Boy, you're too much, too little, yeah, too late
Boy, you're too much, too little, yeah, too late

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[Verse 1]
Yo, I had to reinvent, I put the V in vent
I put the heat in vents, man I've been competin' since
I look beyond what people sayin', and I see intent
Then I just sit back and decipher what they really meant

If you would die, then why would you try
And if you reply, a suit and a tie
Is what I would buy, then you will be mine
Because you and I, we're born to be wild
I am Martha; you King Arthur, who knew you would land me?
I've been known to eat these rappers, cook 'em like chef Ramsey
Mission accomplished, you're my accomplice
Cover of Vogue, yeah, I'mma go topless

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

Yo, what I gotta do to show these girls that I own them
Some call me nicki, and some call me roman
Skeeza, pleeza, I'm in Ibiza (whoa)

I can't control the way I'm moving my hips
Bet you never ever seen it like this
I'm a monster on the floor I can't quit
No no it's automatic, it's automatic

It's automatic I'm a runaway train
And it's likely that I tear up this place
When I go, I go hard

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South Africa is where I come from
Get me my banjo, get me my drum
Kidnap Korea and don't take ransom
Don't let me come out of my dungeon

South Africa is where I come from
Get me my banjo, get me my drum
Kidnap career, and don't take ransom
Don't let me come out of my dungeon
When mi did ah leave then take it, it done
True say mi come out of England, it done
True say the pattern come from Kingston
Trinidad, Trinidad, my island

You could never make eye contact
Everything you got was based off of my contacts
You a fraud, but I'mma remain icon-stat
Balenciaga's on my boots with the python strap
You was caught up in the rush, and you was caught up in the thrill of it
You was with me way before I hit a quarter mil' in it
Put you in the crib and you never pay a bill in it
I was killin' it, man you got me poppin' pills in it

Poured up with my nose up
And that rosé up in that thinga
I'm froze up with my stove up
Cuz he eatin' like it's his dinner
I run shit, I don't fall back
Cuz I'm on track, I'm a sprinter
I'm bossed up, I got 'em awestruck
It's not a toss up, I'm the winner

[Refrain]
She said her name was Nicki.
She came to play, and here body was Sicken.
She gets whats she wants, so sexy when she talks
Oh, you know she gon blow your mind.

We getting all to bump they little head.
I got em like, oh, which one of them Ima dead.

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, b-b-b-b-bye, b-b-b-b-bye
He said, if he can't hit my bullseye, he'd rather die
He put it on me better than any other guy
He said, he need a bad bitch with an alibi
Yo, give me the muny, the yen and the pesos
Sext me on the beach in Turks and Caicos
I give him that work, that twerk, that slay hoes

[Hook]
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a boss ass...

[Verse 1]

Un Huh... Harlem.... Its Barbie Bit**

Chorus: [Nicki, Webstar]

Now I'm good I just bought the bar nigga
Step your p**sy up and all that
Step your p**sy up and all that
Step your p**sy up and all that

Buck x8
Take that with you on the way down
Buck x8
Up up up and away cuz I dont play clown

Tell this bitches that I'm not the one
Some uh dem might get away but I'm poppin one
I'm on the back uh the bike jus cockin guns

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

Extracurricular,... I am... particular...
That's just ridiculous
We cut the... of all these particulars
That could have been the homicide...
You was in no state to speed loss
... was...
... chilling that...
Think you was in the zone, you're telling me hore

They call me Nicholas, style defined as ridiculous
I beg your pardon, meet me at da garden
#1 draft, I'm New York's pick & I don't lose like dem dudes on da new york knicks... (check it)
I'm overseas rockin hella capris, in da west indies eatin delacasies... I tel em
Dey want cain like erica... please
Brotha your money young like [? ] cheese
Dese broke rappers always rappin bout a pink truck, I'm only happy wen I hopin out da brincks truck
And I don't need a 16, I got a sentence... I goes on a fucka like an entrance

Come, come see what I've been up to
Come, come see about me
I know you had a lot of work to do
Oooh, you got used to things without me, baby
Yeah, you got used to every thing I never did
You got sick of being sick of all my flaws
You got over all the pain I ever caused
And I didn't mean it, no, oooh, but

Excuse Me Can I See Your Dang A Lang Brother
I Mean You Know Just Juggle Your Balls Like The Ringalin Brothers
I'm The Harajukku Barbie I Ain't Tripping On Your Chain
I Mean Look I Got The Sports Package On My Range
I Just Dip In The Pink For The Pink Effect
D-Diamonds On My Neck For The Link Effect
And I Was Wondering If I Can Lip sync on that
You Know My Name Rings

[Verse 1]
Maybe You Died Cuz Everybody Ask Me Where You At
I Try To Channel You In Hopes That I Could Stare You Back
But Its Like Every Intersection We Just Missed Eachotha
You Got Your Fans Waitin Tell Me You Aint 6 Feet Under
And Tell Me That You Coming Back That You Just To A Break
Maybe I Blamed You For Everything That Was My Mistake
In Hindsight I Loved Your Rawness And I Loved Your Edge

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 yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em

[Verse 1]
All these bitches is my sons
and I'ma go and get some bibs for 'em

[talking:]
Nicki minaj, dirty money, I don't think ya'll understand what I'm about to do, I'm about to master these bitches man

[Verse:]
I used to dilly dally, now I dilly to calli
Used to push a pink dinali, now it's chevi impalis
I used to be broker than them niggas in alleys, now I get my work it out like biggidy bally
I sed to go hard, used cop the brim

SASnicki M

Went out to London partied at the dungeon
Went out to London partied at the dungeon
Got - got them Bvlgaris any
Colour it comes in
Went out to London partied at the
Went out to London partied at the dungeon

Thank you
Thank you for coming out tonight
Ladies and gentle men
I am the president of Dirty Money Records
(what the hell are you waiting for)
New York City (chyea)

Who you know fresher than Nick

Don't ever thank me for opening doors
But they ain't even thank Jesus when he died on the cross
Cause your spirit is ungrateful
Bitches is so hateful
I remain a staple
My career's been the pinkprint
When I retire, tell 'em think pink
Pink Friday is the imprint

Girls Fall Like Dominoes lyrics

[Chorus]
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

(Eardrummers)
Mmm, hm, uh-huh, mmm, hm)
Uh, yo, hold up, hold up
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Yo, hold up, hold up, hold up, okay, hold up
You see a bad bitch comin' through, yo, what's the hold up?
I'm in that new new, me and New New when I roll up
I tell the valet, "Park my Benz and bring the Rolls up"

I came up in it a little bit self centered
but did I kill a Queen
Alexander McQueen’s got a wrist on glow
the bottles is on po’
got that shibby shibby yeah shibby yeah ayou!
what the f-ck I look like b-tch I run this town
I aint coming out for less than a 100 thou
man, the last time I checked I was bubbling out

[Nicki Minaj - m.ode]
Why is that you could only see the worst in me?
I swear sometimes I feel like it nurtures me
But to keep it all real is kinda hurtin’ me
I could say I’m done with it, but it lurks in me
So I’m a just tell myself that it works for me
Take a real long drive in the Mer-ce-des
And I might pop a couple of them per-ca-ces

{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, fücking with them heart breakers
But he was getting money with the movers and the shakers
He was mixed with a couple things
Ball like a couple rings

Nicki Minaj ]

Ayo GyptIan Tell Em Figwon , AdViction
This On Yeh Tell Eh Bad Girl Addition ,
See Dem Girl That Contradiction ,
I See Them Sitting Tight , Ah Bare Fiction .
The hole Ima Beat ,
Body Smoking Cigarette ,

i get crazyy . - repeattt .

u know
its like when im feelin really crazy
i just get on my broom and fly away
i go real real far away

young money

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[Intro]
Ooh ooh ooh (x4)
I lied, I lied, I lied
To keep you from breaking my heart

It all comes down to this
I miss your morning kiss
I won’t lie, I’m feeling it
You don’t know, I’m missing it
I’m so gone I’m must it
It’s too much to hold it in
I can’t say no more than this
I just hope your heart hear me now

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, you know obviously for me
I don't feel like that 'cause it's me you know

Ayo I was on da plane with DeWayne
You can call me Whitley I go to Hillman
Listen, I'm da baddest in da school, da baddest in da game
Excuse me honey, but nobody's in my lane
When you was in New York you was fuckin' da Yankee
I was fuckin' with bass, I was pitchin' da frankie
These bitches so cranky give dem a hanky
But mami I'm cold give me me my blanky

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.",
Bxtches know I beast this,

[Intro: Nicki Minaj & Joe Jonas]
Young Money
Kissing strangers

[Verse 1: Joe Jonas]
Aye, I'm just trying to make my way out to the concrete jungle
Who walks with me?

Мы сияем все ярче, дым уже наполняет ночную мглу,

Я - бензин, а ты - пламя!

О, ты воспламеняешь меня, ты заставляешь меня загореться!

О, ты сжигаешь меня, ты сжигаешь меня дотла!

[Intro]
Look at y'all niggas
Niggas
Look at y'all niggas
Niggas

[Verse 1]
Look at y'all smokin' ass niggas

I can be selfish, be so impatient
Sometimes I feel like Marilyn Monroe
I'm insecure, yeah, I make mistakes
Sometimes I feel like i'm at the end of the road

I can get low, I can get low
Don't know which way is up
Yeah, I can get high, I can get high

1. I can be selfish, be so impatient
Sometimes I feel like Marilyn Monroe
I'm insecure, yeah, I make mistakes
Sometimes I feel like I'm at the end of the road.

Chorus:
I can get low, I can get low
Don't know which way is up

Feel the beat at the drum
Move like you really wanna be number one
You could beat out the comp
Run like you really wanna be at the top
Stop, adrenaline by cause
You have been identified as a hustler
Topical discussion repeat it like a percussion
Chuck the douce up, and tell 'em is just love

Hit me my limozine... all in yur magazine... and when I come they betta lean like a [? ]... 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

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 the vampire

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[Intro]
You make me, you make me, ooh
You make me

[Hook]

Pull up in the monster
Automobile gangster
With a bad b-tch that came from Sri Lanka
Yeah I’m in that Tonka, colour of Willy Wonka
You could be the King but watch the Queen conquer
Ok first things first I’ll eat your brains
Then I’mma start rocking gold teeth and fangs
Casue that’s what a muthaf-cking monster do

[Hook:]
Oh no we don't play with silly girls
All I know is the material girls
Give me the muny, the cars, the Case loads
The mun-mun-muny, the yen and the pesos
The mun-mun-muny, the mun-mun-muny, the mun-mun-muny
Yen and the pesos

Now will these bitches wanna try and be my bestie?
But I take a left and leave 'em hangin' like a testie
Trash talk to 'em, then I put 'em in a hefty
Running down the court, I'm dunkin' on 'em, Lisa Leslie

It's going down, basement
Friday, the 13th, guess who's playing Jason?
Tuck yourself in, you better hold on to your teddy

This is for my niggas that did bids
All uh my niggas thats doin time
For some shit that they ain't did
This is for my niggas that wild out
All uh my niggas that ride out
All my niggas that hide out
This is for my niggas that buy weight
Niggas that leave on Monday, come back on a Friday

You know, when I went out to Ohio, there was like a mini riot
And, you know, we thought it was, like, Michael Jackson, you know?
So we was just looking for the gloves and the two little white kids with the silk wrapped around they face
You know, 'cause the people were just going crazy
They was screaming and, you know, yelling
And I turn around...

HELL NO U CANT USE MY LIP GLOSS
POP A PERC NOW I'M ON LIFT OFF
ASS STILL FAT ITS ON RICK ROSS
U BITCHES MAKE A NIGGA DICK SOFT
BITCH BALL LIKE I'M AT TIP OFF
GET IT WET THEN I RUB DA TIP ON
RAG & BONE JEANS I CAN SLIP OFF
BITCH I BEEN HOT SINCE FLIP PHONES

Pills and potions
We're overdosing
I'm angry but I still love you
Pills and potions
We're overdosing
Can't stand it, but I still love you

I still love, I still love

[Pre-Hook]
Pills n potions
We're overdosing
I'm angry but I still love you
Pills n potions
We’re overdosing
Can't stand it but I still love you

Трек-лист:
(I Am Your Leader)
1. Come On A Cone
2. Roman Reloaded
3. Beez In the Trap
4. Did It On'em
5. Upp All Night - Make Me Pound
6. Moment 4 Life

Just when they thought it wwas safe to play* I
Hit'em with the n.I.c the K*I
I'm tinkerbell he's peter pay*I
Tell these rap bitches I'm mother may*I
I wanna kno why you waste your Time
On these wack hoes that don't write they rhymes
Gimme can a sprit with a twist of lime
Money money money always on my mind

Pound the Alarm (оригинал Nicki Minaj)

[Hook:]
[Хук:]
Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more,
О-о-о, давай, плесни мне в бокал побольше,
We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor,
Мы собираемся встать и разнести танцпол,

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Brought out the pink Lamborghini just to race with Chyna
Brought the Wraith to China just to race in China
Lil' bad Trini bitch but she mixed with China
Real thick vagina, smuggle bricks to China (woo)
I tell all my niggas, (yo) cut the check (cut the check)
Buss it down, turn your goofy down, (down) pound
I'ma do splits on it, yes, splits on it, (splits) I'm a bad bitch, I'ma throw fits on it (fits)

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Realize
A lot of these niggas tell real lies
They not about shit in real life
And thats something that I had to realize (Realize)
I had to reco-reco-recogni-i-ize it
(reco-reco-recogn-i-ize)
They see me winning and now they dont liiike it

[Nicki Minaj:]
It all comes down to this
I miss your morning kiss
I won't lie, I'm feeling it
You're gone now, and I'm missing it
I'm so dumb, I must admit
It's too much, to hold it in
I can't say no more than this

chorus:

you see right through me.
how do yall do that shit x3
how do yall x4
[x2]

verse 1 :

Is it wrong for thinking that I can trust you
Never holding all this shh against you
But now I’m strapped with my 45 special
I’m so special, so special, so special
Nigga you softer than a homosexual
And I am so extraterrestrial
So you can keep my things
Theres nothing you can bring

RedOne
Oh

Let's go to the beach, each
Let's go get away
They say, what they gonna say?
Have a drink, clink, found the bud light
Bad b-tches like me, is hard to come by

Let's go to the beach, each
Let's go get away
They stay, where they gonna stay?
Have a drink, click, found the bud light
Bad b-tches like me, is hard to come by
The patron own, let's go get it on
The zone own, yes i'm in the zone
Is it two, three? leave a good tip

Let's go to the beach, beach,

Let's go, get away,

They say, what they gonna say?

Have a drink, clink, found the Bud Light,

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells

[Verse 1:]
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 bill

[Verse 1: 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 my Asian rugs
We was just planning a wedding, Caucasian doves
You was just tellin' your mans, that you hate the clubs

"The Night Is Still Young"

Yo, ayo tonight is the night that I'ma get twisted
Myx Moscato and vodka, I'ma mix it
Roll that spaceship, we about to get lifted
Live in the present, that gift is for the gifted
This what you came, this what you came for
You get what you buy, this what you paid for

— I акт:
1. «All Things Go»
2. «I Lied»
3. «The Crying Game»
4. «Feeling Myself»
5. «Only»
6. «Truffle Butter»
7. «Moment 4 Life»

I remember standing in the mirror
Searching for a winner but I didn’t see it in her
Now I’ve gone from a zero to a super-hero-oh-oh
woah, woah
Chasing dreams got me all over the World
Now I’m sitting on top of the World
We winning, we winning
Cause we sitting on top of the World

Ayo
Pink Friday, Eminem, 8 Mile
It must hurt to sell your album off PayPal
'Specially when you in the game 15, 20
You was hot when Shaq teamed up with Penny
Man, you was magic!
I mean, look at you now, ho, you just tragic!
You a tragedy, you a parody

Dollar, dollar bill, come get her
Even your man know Nickis do it better
I know you don’t like me, you wanna fight me
Always on my page, never double-tap like me
Baddies to my left and my right
Never chase a corny nigga, put that on my life
Just put it in his face, all this cake, he wanted a taste
We sippin’ on that Ace, itsy-bitsy waist, pretty face

Just met a boy,
Just met a boy when
He can come inside of my playpen
Cause he look like a superstar in the making
So I think that I'm going in for the taking
Hear through the grapevine that he's cakin'
We can shoot a movie he can do the tapin'
Boom boom pow, this thing be shakin'

Just met a boy, just met a boy when
He could come inside of my play pen
Cause he look like a superstar in the makin'
So I think that I'm going in for the takin'

Hear through the grapevine that he cakin'
We could shoot a movie, he could the tapin'
Boom boom pow, this thing be shakin'

Сет-лист
1. No Frauds
2. LMBU
3. Swalla
4. RIYT
5. Make Love
6. Rake It Up
7. No Flag

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[Hook: Jeremih & (Nicki Minaj)]
Want some more, want some more
Even though a nigga been getting to it, want-want-want some more
{Still want some more} Want some more, want some more
Every time I end up getting it, want-want-want-want some more

[Hook: Nicki Minaj - x2]
Bitches ain't shit and they ain't say nothing.
A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing.
I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap,
I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap.

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Man, I been did that, man, I been popped off,

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[Verse 1]
I came out looking to party, and now I'm owning that building
You bitches can't get my spot until I start raising some children
These bitches all in they feelings, can't fuck with Nicki, they know it
They know that Nicki a poet, pop me a bottle of Moet

Chin checka
Chin checka
Chin checka,
I'm the chin checka.

[Verse 1:]
It was a quarter pass 3 when I ran into Rell
Didn't forget my keys but my name ring bells

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

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

Your love, your love, your love, your love

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[Hook (Yung Berg)]
On the 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