Nicki Minaj Accepts Lil Nas X After He Comes Out as a Barb

It looks like Nicki Minaj has added to her army of sons today after she publicly acknowledged Lil Nas X’s coming out as a Barb on Twitter. Although it’s long been speculated by stans that Lil Nas X is a fan of Nicki’s and used to run a popular social media account dedicated to the rapper, he’s denied the rumors. Now, however, it seems he’s finally ready to come forward with the truth about stanning the “Yikes” rapper after requesting a collab in a Twittter thread.

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It all started yesterday when Lil Nas X replied to a video of Nicki with a meme and proposition to collaborate on a new song of his. A Barb replied to the tweet asking him why he never “claimed” Nicki when he and his team were directly confronted about it in the past. He replied, writing that he “didn’t want people to know [he] was gay,” confirming speculation after he tweeted last month that “life is too short to pretend you’re not a barb.” Lil Nas X still has not confirmed whether or not he ran @nasmaraj, although investigative reports seem convinced.

When fellow Barbz started discussing his response from yesterday, telling him that being a Barb doesn’t necessarily you gay, Lil Nas X confessed that people still make assumptions and that the “rap/music industry ain’t exactly built or accepting of gay men yet.” Nicki has addressed these assumptions about male Barbz in the past, acknowledging that some men might not want to be labeled a “Barb” out of fear of judgment — even though they know she’s the queen of rap.

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Despite the back-and-forth over the years as to whether or not Lil Nas X claimed to be a part of the viral fandom, Nicki nevertheless decided to claim him as one of her own today. “It was a bit of a sting when you denied being a barb, but I understand,” she wrote to him in a tweet. “Congratulations on building up your confidence to speak your truth.”

Related | Decade of the Barb: 10 Years of Nicki Minaj

Lil Nas X replied only about 15 minutes later, apologizing for hopping on the “bandwagon hate” that Nicki was experiencing during the aftermath of the rollout for her latest album, Queen. With both parties assured that there’s no beef between the two, fans can now start to fantasize about whether or not a collab in the future is imminent — or maybe another “Old Town Road” remix? We can only hope.

Photography: Ethan Gulley for PAPER

Doja Cat and Nicki Minaj Go No. 1 With ‘Say So’

Doja Cat and Nicki Minaj fans alike, let us rejoice. “Say So” just went number one on the Billboard Hot 100 chart — but after buying multiple copies, you were probably expecting that, right?

In what will likely go down as one of the most highly anticipated chart reveals of all time, second only to Lil Nas X’s big win with “Old Town Road” in 2019, Doja Cat’s “Say So” remix beat out Megan Thee Stallion’s “Savage” remix featuring Beyoncé for number one this week. Fans across social platforms were begging and pleading for their fave to win out all week. While there was some unity amongst fandoms throughout the streaming wars, it was mostly heated competition. From streaming the tracks on several devices to requesting the song on every radio station known to man, Barbz and Beyhive members were ready to back up the new songs at all costs.

Related | Doja Cat: Reloaded

While there will certainly be some disappointment over Megan Thee Stallion’s “Savage” clocking in at number two, no one involved has cause to be truly upset. Nicki and Megan have been publicly supportive of each other since their respective release dates, expressing their joy at the very thought of occupying the top spots on the chart alongside one another. The ranking of “Say So” also marks both Nicki and Doja’s first Hot 100 number one hit.

Both remixes had significant promotional campaigns behind them, but it ultimately came down to the numbers when evaluating their performance during Billboard’s tracking period. It’s been publicized that while “Savage” was dominating streaming platforms, “Say So” had managed to secure ample radio play and a large volume of sales. Either way, we’re just happy to see the megastars shining at the top where they belong. Stream “Say So” and “Savage,” below.


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Nicki Minaj Just Released Her Original ‘Say So’ Verse

When the rollout for the remix of Doja Cat’s “Say So” remix featuring Nicki Minaj started out rocky last week, fans got a bit worried about the quality of the revamped track leading up to its release. Nicki went on socials to explain to fans that on some DSPs they would hear an earlier demo of the final track, but that the issue would be corrected swiftly. Upon hearing the leaked version, Barbz started advocating for its official release — and Barbz always get what they want.

Related | Doja Cat: Reloaded

The older version of the remix sticks with the theme of the track as a whole: light, bubbly and disco-inspired. Although that doesn’t necessarily make this remix track better, some Barbz weren’t happy with the beat switch-up from the official release. Doja never leaves her fans wanting more, though, so naturally the older version promptly showed up on streaming platforms today, a week after the remix dropped.

Obvious highlights from the new release are Nicki’s tongue-in-cheek references to quarantining during the outbreak of COVID-19 around the world. “Ain’t talkin’ medicine, but I made him more a fiend/ Ever since I put the cookie on quarantine,” she raps to the bubbly pop beat, making sure to add an unforgettable jab at the end, “Social distance, I’ma need my space.”

Related | Stream Doja and Nicki’s ‘Say So’ Remix, I Know You’re Not Busy

Fans of Doja and Nicki alike are taking to Twitter to battle it out over their remix preference, but all that matters is that they’re streaming and helping it climb to number one on the Billboard Hot 100. Many users have already pointed out just how well positioned “Say So” is to take the top spot, noting that both versions of the remix are occupying top spots on the US iTunes charts.

The Barbz Are Mobilizing on TikTok Against Trump Supporters

What started as a small feud between users on TikTok over women’s rights and anti-abortion policies in the US has turned into an all out war. Now, split evenly down party lines, Gen Z TikTokers are defending their stances on key issues being debated between candidates for the upcoming 2020 election. Through all the back-and-forth, however, leftists have discovered they have an unlikely ally for their cause. Alexa, play “Super Bass.”

@cuminmyhole

BARBZ FOR BERNIE , I started this movement so everyone can get that Cheeto out of office ##bernie2020 ##barbzforbernie ##nickiminaj ##greenscreen

♬ big bank – luvrchris

That’s right, it’s #BarbzForBernie all 2020. Conservative TikTokers are now finding their posts’ comment sections spammed with the hashtag, Nicki Minaj verses, and anti-Trump sentiments. Some outspoken Republican users have expressed confusion as to why this particular fanbase has mobilized against their political beliefs.

Related | Decade of the Barb: 10 Years of Nicki Minaj

Democratic supporters are indeed organizing around their mutual love of the queen of rap herself, putting aside their longstanding feuds with Bardi Gang and Remy Ma to fight Trump from winning a second term. Over the weekend, the #BarbzForBernie campaign became so large that its foremost leaders, like Emmuhlu, are accumulating millions of views and hundreds of thousands of likes on their videos in just a few hours after posting them.

@lalai876

I would like to join the Barbz vs Trump war, this is my contribution @emmuhlu @jasmineaparviz ##PlayByPlay ##barbz ##barbzvstrumpsupporters ##nickiminaj

♬ Lonely – Speaker Knockerz

Some of the TikToks are targeted at specific users, while others are more general calls to action for stans of Minaj to do their part and use their platforms for the movement. It’s still unclear how exactly the “Yikes” rapper became so intrinsically associated with political shitposting on the platform, but no Barb is complaining so long as you’re using the “Super Bass” audio tag to get those streams up!

Related | Break the Internet: Minaj à Trois

Minaj herself has yet to confirm her political stance, but with the threat of coronavirus you really never know. Celebrities like Cardi B and Britney Spears have pivoted to Marxism in light of the COVID-19 outbreak in the US, using their platforms to advocate for wealth re-distribution. So, an endorsement from the Barb Queen could potentially come at any time. (Just don’t hold your breath for one from Roman Zolanski, her homosexual male rap alter ego. He just gives off major Trump supporter vibes.)

@emmuhlu

##duet with @fkaquarantwig duet with my ride or die :see_no_evil::relieved::nail_care::skin-tone-2:

♬ original sound – sadrilakkuma

Until then, Gen Z TikTokers are doing the hard work for Minaj by advocating for free healthcare and streaming “Yikes” for clear skin. And that’s on Onika Tanya.

Photography: Ellen von Unwerth for PAPER

J Hus – Deeper Than Rap Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse]
I don’t wanna make friends, I don’t wanna break the ice
I think about my life and I analyze
The gun man was aimin’ at me but he wasn’t precise
I look down the barrel of the gun and saw paradise
They don’t wanna see us win, they wanna sabotage
The next time they see me in the flesh, I be camouflage
Heard the man talk greasy, he’s thinkin’ he’s hard
‘Til I catch him lackin’ there with your Nicki Minaj
I’ma keep the next thing in my cousin’s garage
Jakes won’t find shit if they run in my yard
How you live you life when your life’s a facade?
How many time did I lie to my marge?
I wasn’t even rollin’ with the entourage
I’m takin’ my time when I’m playin’ my cards
You know them niggas always gon’ try to catch me off guard
They think I’m talkin’ to myself but I’m talkin’ to God
I know my skin look fresh but I come from the mud
I was in a bad mood until I smoked in a bud
Handle your business, don’t brush it under the rug
You wasted my time and I felt like I was robbed
All I need is some mash and a corn on a cob
I was chillin’ with Chanel but I called her a cab
I’m so on my job that I sleep in the lab
You think I’ll go without a fight but I think that you’re mad
I knew they was comin’ so I sat and waited
They try to burst through the door but it was barricaded
I wasn’t lost in the sauce but I was marinated
We looked at the stars and then we navigated
We started thinkin’ as one then we elevated
We never said the word, we just demonstrate it
No blacks, no dogs, we were segregated
They took our history then they went and erased it
I’m just a roadman so why am I preachin’?
God made you sexy, so why you bleachin’?
How you send your son to school and don’t know what they teach him?
How you be finesse block and you don’t know the reason?
Me I love myself ’cause I’m black and I’m gorgeous
Why they wanna kill us for natural resources?
Every move that you make, you have to be cautious
I work with the powers, I work with the forces
And the Almighty gets all the praise
I make my salah ’cause I’m stuck in the maze
I saw a sister and I lowered my gaze
I had to lay low for a couple of days
I’m still with the mob but I chill on my G’s
Be careful your drink don’t get spilled on my J’s
The way I left your block in disarray
Don’t do as I do, just do as I say
Spark a Dutchie, I’m in my element
Provide for the family, pay the rent
Tell you what I stand for, what I represent
I heard what you said but I know what you meant
I read between the lines when you told me things
I’m from the road so you don’t think I’m intelligent
I had to fill up the candy with some medicine
I’m made from carbon, they call it melanin
The way I tell you everything, I was genuine
You had a red eye, that’s why you never win
I won’t even say a word, I just pepper him
How can a man judge me, like he never sinned?
Lookin’ for your soul it got blown in the wind
You seen this paperwork and you rollin’ within
I wanna fix the world, don’t know where to begin
They ain’t see me in so long, they like, “Where have you been?”
I was fresh from a war but it was internal
Every day I encounter another hurdle
Why they wanna take my manhood and strip search me?
When I think about my life, it’s been a long journey
It was a snow storm but I stood firmly
All the time you wasted, you gotta reimburse me
I had to play dumb, just to blend in
Then go to Africa for spiritual cleansing

Houston Loves Megan Thee Stallion

On December 3rd, at White Oak Music Hall, I attended Megan Thee Stallion‘s last performance of 2019. Her Red Bull “Thee Outlaw” show was her homecoming in a sense — a triumphant return for Houston’s sweetheart, a young Black woman from Texas who brought the “motherfuckin Souf” to hundreds of festivals and venues throughout the United States over the past year. Kandy red hot slabs with sinister neon lights that glowed from their underbellies welcomed me as I arrived, alongside a “THIS WHY YA HOE MI55IN” sign bordered by white styrofoam cups of lean — the city’s unofficial drink.

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Related | Megan Thee Stallion Was Made For This

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It was an audiovisual reminder of the experience to come. Slab cars are physical embodiments of Houston’s rap culture — of Megan Thee Stallion’s origins and the city she calls home. Most importantly, they’re owned by CornBread aka Kandy Red Bread and Paul Wall , an early pioneer of Houston’s contemporary rap presence in mainstream hip-hop and Swishahouse fame.

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Houston loves Megan Thee Stallion. It was clear, when Texas Southern University’s drumline performed an HBCU interpretation of “Big Ole Freak”, that their presence was to honor an ex-student who’s proud of her alma mater. As Slim Thug and Paul Wall, two of the city’s living legends, opened her homecoming performance with a DJ set that paid homage to Houston’s forefathers like Lil Troy and Lil Keke, attendees chunked up the Deuce in respect to the North and South side. As a Texan native who resides out of state, there’s few experiences where I’ve felt at home, but in that music hall there was a resounding spirit of homecoming — a familiar aura as attendees encouraged each other to throw ass, reciting every word of Megan Thee Stallion’s discography, from her early mixtapes at 1501 Entertainment to the universally acclaimed Fever.

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The show felt like a thank you from Megan Thee Stallion to Houston — the city that supported her mom Holly Thomas’ rapping career, and prayed over her after Thomas died. The city that provided an only child with sisters in the music industry like Beyonce, Solange and Normani. The city that inspired Homecoming, Beyoncé’s Emmy-nominated documentary of her historical Coachella performance that transported audiences across the globe to an HBCU in the Dirty Dirty South. Megan Thee Stallion is Houston, and Houston is Megan Thee Stallion. She’s earned her role as the city’s ambassador from her early YouTube freestyles, especially the Dallas versus Houston, where she exterminated my hometown outside of our beloved Reunion Tower.

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At a young age, Holly Thomas AKA Holly-Wood brought Megan Thee Stallion to studio sessions, where she was exposed to Biggie and Pimp C as her mother executed bars in the background. From 2001 – 2007, Holly-Wood achieved city-wide success through a tribute single to Houston legend DJ Screw that garnered heavy rotation on 97.9 The Box, a local hip-hop station. Her mother’s love for hip-hop inspired Megan Pete’s transformation into Megan Thee Stallion, and they found love in the exchange of verse, structures, and feedback on how to strengthen Megan Thee Stallion’s natural rapping abilities. We’ve witnessed the lineage of male rappers and their offspring for decades now, but Holly-Wood and Megan Thee Stallion reminded lovers of hip-hop about the genre’s maternal line.

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In the crowd at the Houston show were Southern rap elders Bun B and Devin The Dude, looking down in admiration as they saw Megan Thee Stallion flawlessly execute a headline set with active crowd participation, choreography, and stage design. As I looked at Bun B, I wondered what Megan Thee Stallion means to him. What she means to Texas hip-hop as a whole. As a demi-god in Southern Rap, B’s early career was characterized by the lack of respect afforded to Southern rappers from those based on the coasts. But Houston has produced generations of rappers who have contributed to the development of hip hop, and through Megan Thee Stallion the city has found another champion — alongside Maxo Kream and Travis Scott, her male counterparts who have achieved mainstream success.

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But who had every person across the United States saying “Hot Girl Summer” and “Real Fuckin Hot Girl Shit” all 2019? Meg. At 10 PM central time, saddled on a white horse, draped in white glitter and silver jewels with a matching cowboy hat and boots, welcomed by Ginuwine’s “Pony,” Megan Thee Stallion made her triumphant return.

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Megan Thee Stallion has the gift of turning any person into her trick, from celebrities such as Wiz Khalifa, Moneybagg Yo and Trey Songz to the “hotties” at her homecoming performance. Before she performed her feature on Gucci Mane’s Big Booty, she summoned for “five hot girls and one hot boy to show they motherfuckin ass,” and they appeared within seconds to twerk alongside her. After they left the stage, Megan Thee Stallion rallied her “hotties” again to continue the “Hot Girl” lifestyle, no matter the season, and transitioned into a performance of her Billboard-charting single with Nicki Minaj. A number of alter egos presented themselves throughout the set, from Hot Girl Coach, HTown Hottie, and Tina Show, before her current form as Hot Girl Meg from Fever. Reminiscent of Nicki Minaj’s alter egos from her Pink Friday era, Megan Thee Stallion is a student of contemporary womxn hip-hop, and that’s why she’s one of the best in the game.

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Days after her headlining performance, Billboard Women In Music honored Megan Thee Stallion with a Powerhouse Award. “Everybody really knows that it’s women who’s running the scenes,” she said when accepting the award. “I’m just happy to be apart of it. I can’t believe that they let me up in here I’m 24, I’m from Texas and I really like to grind. I really like to work. I’m just getting started. Y’all gon’ see where I take it.” So far we’ve seen her bring in the New Year with Beyoncé and Blue Ivy, collaborate with Normani, and show appreciation towards her team by taking them on vacation to Cabo — like the Southern sweetheart Holly raised her to be.

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No other rapper right now has the sex appeal, freestyle ability and respect from her rap elders that Megan does. She’s known for being authentic to the game without selling out. Her debut album, scheduled to be released this year, could be one of the defining moments of the decade in pop culture and music. No matter the trajectory of her career, just remember her line from “Hot Girl”: “Bitch, I’m from Texas, we get rowdy.” Houston and the Lone Star State will go to war with any state, or coast, for our champion.

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Photos courtesy of Red Bull Music

DixLow – Insane lyrics

It’s your boy Dixlow
Cali on the beat

Verse 1:
Something about the way she move
Everything about her body so sexy – oh yeah

Something about the way she looks at me
There’s something in your eye – that draws me close to you

I can love you everyday
I can catch a bullet for you girl
Jump in front a moving train for you
I can love every night
Let me be the one you wake up every morning to

Chorus:
Your loving x2
E dey drive me insane
E dey drive me insane o – ahh

Your loving x2
E dey drive me insane o
E dey drive me insane

[Refrain]:
She’s doing it x2
She’s doing it now
See backah
Boom boom like Nicki Minaj
She’s doing it x2
She’s doing it now
She’s doing it now x2

She’s doing it x2
She’s doing it now
See backah
Boom boom like Nicki Minaj
She’s doing it x2
She’s doing it now
She’s killing me now x2

Verse 2.
Lady, you’re my drug
Attitude, you’re my type
And the way you work that body
So seductive, oh my God
I go treat you like a trophy
Baby so bad and she know it – yeah

Chorus:
Your loving x2
E dey drive me insane
E dey drive me insane o – ahh

Your loving x2
E dey drive me insane o
E dey drive me insane

Bridge:
I’m gonn love you
Like nobody ever did to you
I’m gonn put no one above you
They say nothing lasts forever
But we’re gonn prove em wrong
Cos we’ll be here
Till eternity

Chorus:
Your loving x2
E dey drive me insane
E dey drive me insane o – ahh

Your loving x2
E dey drive me insane o
E dey drive me insane

Bebe Rexha – No Broken Hearts (feat. Nicki Minaj) lyrics

[Intro: Bebe Rexha + Nicki Minaj]
Oh baby, oh baby I know that you’ve been hurting
(This is a star studded collaboration)
Oh baby, oh baby I know that you’ve been hurting
I’m Nicki Minaj, that’s Bebe, let’s go

[Hook: Bebe Rexha]
No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks pour it up
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight

[Verse 1: Bebe Rexha]
We going straight to Miami
Hop on a plane don’t need no plans
Shining so hard like a Grammy
Forget all the players what they did
We gonna be buying the drinks, we gonna be buying the drinks
Line up the bottles, line up the models, we gonna forget everything

[Pre-Hook: Bebe Rexha]
Oh ain’t nobody going home, you know what you came for
To dance off the pain, don’t feel a thing, just feel the champagne
If you’re feeling lonely, baby let me hear you sing

[Hook: Bebe Rexha]
No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks pour it up
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight
We only got one life, so let’s go hard till the day we die
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks pour it up
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight

[Verse 2: Bebe Rexha]
We gonna do it real biggie
Sky is the limit in this town
We taking over the city
We too high to bring us down
We gonna do what we do, we gonna do what we do
Three in the morning, four in the morning, meet you for eggs in the morning

[Pre-Hook: Bebe Rexha]
Oh ain’t nobody going home, you know what you came for
To dance off the pain, don’t feel the shame, just feel the champagne
If you’re feeling lonely, baby let me hear you sing

[Hook: Bebe Rexha]
No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks pour it up
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight
We only got one life, so let’s go hard till the day we die
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks pour it up
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Ay yo Bebe, anybody hatin’ need a pee pee
Sip a little Myx, pop pills till I’m sleepy
I’m the one that bust it open out in Waikiki
Pull up in the Ghost, I’m creepy
They don’t want beef, we proved it
Niggas better keep it on wax like a Q-tip
Keep his dick wetter than the cruise ship
Flower than a tulip, flyer than your new bitch
I do’s it, yup I’m up two zip
Girls is my sons, I’m giving them milf teas
They be sweatin’ me, headbands and gym tees
Like bad knees on Dirk Nowitzki’s, it is going down like M. Lewinsky’s
Wrist freeze yep my wrist on pink skis
Ring finger be shitting on my pinky’s
Make em mad, aww man I got them hating bad
Blood clot money green like Jamaican flags

[Hook: Bebe Rexha]
No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks pour it up
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight
We only got one life, so let’s go hard till the day we die
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks pour it up
Cause we gon get it poppin’ tonight

Post Malone – Ball For Me (feat. Nicki Minaj) lyrics

[Intro: Post Malone]
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Woah

[Pre-Chorus: Post Malone]
Baby could you? I got too much on my mind right now
I ain’t got the time to get you Saint Laurent down
Could you? I got too much on my mind right now
Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby 30 thou’

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Ball for me
B-ball for me, yeah
Ball for me
B-ball for me, yeah

[Verse 1: Post Malone]
I’m on the road, I’m gettin’ paid, like what you want, baby? (What you want, baby?)
You’re bougie, baby, but I love you, baby, give you the world, baby (you the world, baby)
Paid five grand for a handbag, that’s Saint Laurent (Saint Laurent, baby)
Damn, you love that money, baby (oh-oh-oh)
Hunnid thousand plus hunnid thousand, my whip (my whip, my whip)
30 thousand plus 30 thousand, my wrist (my wrist, my wrist)
We got alcohol plus bad bitches, that’s lit (that’s lit, that’s lit)
I swear baby, we was just kissin’, that’s it (that’s it, that’s it)
How could I forget the shit that you done done for me? (For me)
Baby gonna take the charge and take the fall for me (for me)
Would love to take you shoppin’, but girl, I’ll be on tour
Sorry, lil’ mama, I can’t give you more

[Pre-Chorus: Post Malone]
Baby could you? I got too much on my mind right now
I ain’t got the time to get you Saint Laurent down
Could you? I got too much on my mind right now
Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby 30 thou’

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Ball for me
B-ball for me, yeah
Ball for me
B-ball for me, yeah

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, gotta hit him on the jack
When you comin’ back? Where is you at on the map?
Everything is intact
Could have been a seamstress, still wouldn’t cut him slack
Pretty much, ain’t got a clue
Itty bitty piggyback off everything I do
But I’m still droppin’ jaws
Got ’em lookin’ like James Harden at the awards
Back to you, I’m so into you
For real, bread like I’m kin to you
If you a 10, I add 10 to you
They be mad when I tend to you
That’s what the bae like
Call me Buffy ’cause that’s what I slay like
These bitches, I son ’em like it’s daylight
These niggas wanna know what it tastes like
What it tastes like, yo, what it tastes like, yo
They wanna know what it tastes like, yo
All this ice, it should taste like snow
Get kimonos and let’s fly to Tokyo
Pretty, pretty please baby, won’t you cop this for me?

[Pre-Chorus: Post Malone]
Baby could you? I got too much on my mind right now
I ain’t got the time to get you Saint Laurent down
Could you? I got too much on my mind right now
Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby 30 thou’

[Chorus: Post Malone & Nicki Minaj]
Ball for me
B-ball for me, yeah
Ball for me
B-ball for me, yeah
Ball for me
What it tastes like
B-ball for me, yeah
Ball for me
What it tastes like
B-ball for me, yeah

Wizkid – Soco Lyrics

[Intro: Wizkid]
One
All over you
Holy water
Throw the money
Cunning money
Cunning money
Oyaa hold the fire
Hold the gander

[Pre-Chorus]
Eledumare bless me with body o baby o
Star boy go bless you with money o omoge o
Eledumare bless me with body o baby o
StarBoy go bless you with money o omoge o

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Oya soco soco soco oko oko
Soco soco baby o, soco soco soco
Oya gbefun lopo, lopo lopo lopo

[Verse 1 Terry]
Oh when I come through
They know its a vibe
So they turn up
All eyes on me now
So many things you fit do with your baby
Maje go le baby
StarBoy get plenty money

Girl you know what the doctor do [sokpo]
Shilo forming show mi **
Dont doubt am the one for you
Am the one bone it every every time you o
Ibadi la korodo
Omo iya kpa lema takpa folosho
Eh yea yea iye eh

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Oya soco soco
Soco soco soco
Soco soco baby oh
Soco soco soco soco
Oya gbefu lokpu
Lokpo lokpo lokpo
Oya gbefun baby oh
Soco soco soco

[Verse 1 Terry]
Body oh body oh
Girl you confuse my thinking
With your body oh body
Girl its for you that am singing
With your body oh
Girl come chop all my money oh
Oh your baka behind oh
Girl come chop all my money oh

[Verse 2 Spotless]
You make a man wan smoke canabbis
All my friends na ***
All i see na your waist
Girl come manya make we dance oh
I like the way your body semkpe for me
Baby come jogodo for me oh
Make your body move for me
Baby come chop banko for me

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Oya soco soco
Soco soco soco
Soco soco baby oh
Soco soco soco soco
Oya gbefu lokpu
Lokpo lokpo lokpo
Oya gbefun baby oh
Soco soco soco

[Verse 3 Ceeza Milli]
Step in the pace the party scatter
Make them surrender
But dem dey give them more toni eh
Another eat another one
Nicki Minaj she start to dance
Girl I love the things you do
So baby dance and dance sukusu eh
When you do da dirty whine

Oya jo baby [X]
Oya jo badi
Oya jo baby [Soco]
Oya go crazy
Oya jo badi [Soco]
Want to spend money
Let me spend money [X2] [Soco]
Oya jo baby
Oya go crazy
Oya jo badi

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Soco soco
Soco soco soco
Soco soco baby oh
Soco soco soco soco
Oya gbefu lokpu
Lokpo lokpo lokpo
Oya gbefun baby oh
Soco soco soco

[Pre-Chorus]
Oledumare less you with you with body oh baby
Starboy go bles you with money oh omoge oh
Oledumare less you with you with body oh baby
StarBoy go bles you with money oh omoge

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Oya soco soco
Soco soco soco
Soco soco baby oh
Soco soco soco soco
Oya gbefu lokpu
Lokpo lokpo lokpo
Oya gbefun baby oh

Quavo – She For Keeps lyrics

Quavo with “She For Keeps” ft. Nicki Minaj.

She For Keeps lyrics

[Intro: Quavo]
Is she for keeps? somebody tell
Is she for keeps? somebody tell

[Chorus: Quavo]
Is she for keeps? (ayy, ayy)
Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for keeps? (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (yeah, yeah)
Somebody tell me is she
Somebody tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)
Somebody tell me is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
‘Cause I bought her bags and a bing roo
And I put them diamonds in them Bengals (shine)
Like the way she take them pictures, it’s the angle (flash)
Like the way she keep her business all personal
You know, you know, you know, you fit me
You get me, you get me, you get me
Drop off, your old boy, then get with me
Heard it’s slippery (splash), heard it’s wet like seaweed (splash)
Moonwalking on slabs (moon), she live life like Babs
Nails and hair all long, shoppin’ spree in Hong Kong
Ass fat in her jeans, she don’t like to wear thong
She gon’ make you sing this song
Is she for keeps?
Pour this drink for me
Smoke this dope for me
Drive around with me, ayy
Just for keepsake (keepsake)
She gon’ lead the way (lead it)
I might fall back and go count up a large bag

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[Chorus: Quavo]
Is she for keeps? (ayy, ayy)
Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for keeps? (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (yeah, yeah)
Somebody tell me is she
Somebody tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)
Somebody tell me is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah)

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Perfect, nobody’s perfect
My body’s perfect, bitch I’m perfect
Somebody lied, just watch me murk it
I’ma murk it, bitches my sons, I used a surrogate
Got ’em hurting, he know for certain, cop me that Birkin
Baby nervous, I make ’em nervous, I make ’em nervous
When them bum bitches in my town, all my real niggas alerted
He say, “Damn baby, you bad,” I say, “I commit murders”
When the block starts to get hot he know I’ll hide his burners
I’m from keeps, I am for keeps, she can’t compete
He ain’t stupid enough to lose me to another nigga in them streets
Ooh, they salty, I know they salty
Please say the barbie, he say the barbie
I’m the bad bitch that all the bad bitches f*ck with
She a mad bitch if she ain’t f*ckin’ with me, suck dick
This piece flooded out cost about a buck six
Pull up on a bum bitch and be like what up sis?
Rap bitches is on my nuts, call ’em Chip ‘n’ Dale
These bitches can’t see me, they should all be reading braille
Pull off in that GT with some Seagram’s Ginger Ale
Tell that bitch I’m Oprah, she couldn’t even be Gail
I’m Nicki, when will these girls ever see
You will never be Nicki, and that’s the real key-key
Key-key, key-key

[Chorus: Quavo]
Is she for keeps? (ayy, ayy)
Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for keeps? (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (yeah, yeah)
Somebody tell me is she
Somebody tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)
Somebody tell me is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah)

Busta Rhymes – Girlfriend (feat. Tory Lanez & Vybz Kartel)

[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayo this shit sound like
This shit sound like the welcome music when you just landed in Kingston, Jamaica on a private nigga!
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Now let it go girlfriend
Bend and touch your toes girlfriend
Now all my chicks everywhere, hands in the air ( show em!) and let em’ know girlfriend

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Mommy on the dance floor she shake for me
Okra , steam fish prepare for me
Introduce her to my mother in another country (Fuck no!)
Make sure you never test me
Two branch chop off
Boil up the sensi
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Selector dem a play tune and me a MC
Or nah! Or nah! a Or nah me say Or nah !
All a the gyal them weh a dance u need fi go slow
Yeah yeah
Mom inna me section she a undress for me
In case you don’t, everything bless for me, Yeah!
Boof Baaf! beat a little boy carefully Koof Kaaf!
Beg you to watch here for me
Shoot that!
Gyal pull down your brazier for me
A you that ?

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Now let it go girlfriend
Bend and touch your toes girlfriend
Now all my chicks everywhere, hands in the air ( show em!) and let em’ know girlfriend

[Verse 2: Vybz Kartel]
Nicki Minaj booty squeeze it
Bet you say you love stew peas
Riri she have a fat coochie
Beyonce, big up Jay-Z
Ten gyal inna me Benz
Is a Sex-UV
Fuck pan the seat make the bedroom sleep
Plug in me matic fi go on the street
Look out the window, fucking police
Dawg oh no, who called the po-po that’s a no no
Me soon know who dweet
Loud with the weed me nuh care who see it
Busta which gyal that ? Who she ?
Babes ya forward ?

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Now let it go girlfriend
Bend and touch your toes girlfriend
Now all my chicks everywhere, hands in the air ( show em!) and let em’ know girlfriend

Verse 3: Tory Lanez

[]

Chorus (Busta Rhymes):
Now let it go girlfriend
Bend and touch your toes girlfriend
Now all my chicks everywhere, hands in the air ( show em!) and let em’ know girlfriend

[Verse 4: Busta Rhymes]
[]

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Now let it go girlfriend
Bend and touch your toes girlfriend
Now all my chicks everywhere, hands in the air ( show em!) and let em’ know girlfriend

[Outro: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
You can’t tell me this shit don’t feel like vacation
This shit feel like vacation nigga!

You already know – Fergie feat. Nicki Minaj lyrics

Lyrics Fergie – You already know

Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
That’s right, baby, you already know
You already know, hope you’re ready
Ready, steady, steady, rocking.

Let it go, get rolled, I just can’t hold
Back and forth ’cause I’m the girl with soul
Ain’t controlling effects, so what the heck
Rock the discotheque ’cause this groove is up next
Tease on the camera, freeze while I animate
I’m no amateur, I’m a laminate
I’ma assassinate all the imitates
Then I’ma take a break, and meditate
Hmm, let me think about it
Put my little noodle on the problem, then I drink about it
Drink a little, swig a little, sip a little, spill a little
Feel a little loopy when I get a little tipsy
Beez got me feeling like a gypsy
Smoking on a hookah got me feeling like a hippie, trippy
Gone for a minute and you missed me
Now Fergie back with a bag full of tricksies, what.

Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
That’s right, baby, you already know
You already know, hope you’re ready
Ready, steady, steady, rocking.

This is how I do, this is how I do. (x2)

Yo, ayo, let it go, let’s go
I keep a bar like Esco
I wanna ball, where the nets go?
I’m on stage, you can stand where the guests go
Bitches is my sons, they don’t wanna leave the nest, though
They like, aw, where the ref go?
I-I got these h**s scared to pass, I got that intercept flow
I made a movie like Seth Rog’ versuri-lyrics.info
And since I came in the game, they careers on death row
Damn, they ain’t seen young Nicki in a week
Five shows, made three millie in a week
You are now looking at the the best, the elite
Too bad you can’t go and invest in critiques
I’m thick and petite, tell ’em quick, pick a seat
I pull up in a Ghost, no sheets, trick or treat
I know they on E, but I don’t give a F, though
Bad attitude, but my pus*y is the best, though.

Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
That’s right, baby, you already know
You already know, hope you’re ready
Ready, steady, steady, rocking.

This is how I do, this is how I do. (x2)

Come get some, you little bums
Dudes want the cake, but they can’t get a crumb
From the original, sexual, visual dope chick and all that good s**t
Charismatic when I’m at it
When I add it up, I’m mathematic, baby
Top game, I’m out the attic
There you have it, no dramatics, hold the static
Pose for the camera, daddy, I’m vogueing
Baby, I’m glamorous, and I’m folding
Grammys and AMAs, I’m holding
Amazing the way I keep s**t frozen
Cool, that’s true, got new shoes and a new attitude
Got my hair did, got a new hairdo
Come and see me at a venue near you.

I said watch me, I said watch me when I drop it
Just watch and learn, baby, watch and learn, baby
It’s hot, it burns so I drop it
Oh baby, watch me when I drop it
You didn’t know I could drop it like that, did you?
You didn’t know I could drop it like that, did you?

Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
That’s right, baby, you already know
You already know, hope you’re ready
Ready, steady, steady, rocking.

This is how I do, this is how I do
This is how I do, (yeah) this is how I do (yeah)
This is how I do, this is how I do
This is how I do, this is how I do.

Make some noise for my girl Fergie Ferg.

Double Dutchess
Double Dutchess
Wait, hold up, wait, hold up, wait, hold up
Wait, hold up, wait, hold up, wait, hold up
Let’s get into the mood, let’s get into the groove
Wait, wait, hold up
Let’s get into it, let’s get into it now.

I just wanna feel ya, I just wanna see ya
I just wanna feel ya, let me scratch my nails up on ya head
Let me scratch my nails all down your back
Real light, real small, just like you like it
Baby, baby, I know how you like it
Ooh, baby, baby, I know how you like it
I know what you like, I now what you like
Wanna give it to you, baby, tonight
I’m gonna give it to you, baby, tonight
I’m gonna give it to you, baby, tonighttt.
Fergie lyrics
Video know

Make love – Gucci Mane feat. Nicki Minaj lyrics

Lyrics Gucci Mane – Make love

Uhhh, Gucci
Wanna make love, love, love.

King of the skreets
And when these suckas see me, they should bow to my feet
And kiss the ground underneath
I look down at the beef
That shit childish to me
Two hundred thousand to see me
And it’s been sold out for weeks
Can’t brush shoulders with me
These stones in my choker are 2 karats apiece
Look like boulders to me
Damn, who colder than me?
You think he colder than me?
You more bipolar than me
You talkin’ crazy
I’m tryna book Beyoncé for my wedding day
I’m the type of nigga, spend a million on a wedding cake
Niggas hate, but hesitate versuri-lyrics.info
They hate to see ya elevate
I just left out the gym
I’m ’bout to take a swim and meditate
Woooo!
Now it’s time to celebrate
Ask me why I’m smilin’
I say, “‘Cause I make two mil’ a day”
And I might take your b*tch and pay her bills
That’s how I feel today
And I just wanna f*ck
Don’t wanna chill, that’s how I feel today.

I’m makin’ money like I’m makin’ sweet love
I wanna make love, love, love
She say the money make her wanna make love
Wanna make love, love, love, huh.

Ay yo, ain’t talkin’ housewives, but I’m in the Porsche
First I’ma scorch her, then I’ma torch her
Then I’ma torture her, then I’ma off her
A million dollars for a show, they made their off-er
Go against Nicki, it’s gon’ cost ya
‘Cause now it’s f*ck ya, intercourse ya
I rep Queens where they listen to a bunch of Nas
I’m a yes and these b*tches is a bunch of nahs
Tryin’ to win a gunfight with a bunch of knives
I win, get off the bench and give a bunch of fives
I don’t see her
b*tch I’m the greatest, no Kendrick and no Sia
I’m the iPhone, you the Nokia
Everybody know you jealous, b*tch it’s so clear
Tell them bum ass b*tches to play their role
She see my sexy ass every time she scroll
I got it in the can, Dole
Your career gon’ be with Anna Nicole
Witcha dumbass face
She ain’t eatin’ but I swear she got some bum ass taste
Text her man like, “Dawg, how that bum ass taste?”
Pay your rent! And stay in your bum ass place
Oooohhh, oh you the qu-e-e-the queen of this here?
One platinum plaque, album flopped, b*tch, where?
Hahaha, ahhhhhhh
I took two bars off just to laugh
You see, silly rabbit, to be the queen of rap
You gotta sell records, you gotta get plaques
S, plural like the S on my chest
Now sit your dumbass down
You got an F on your test.

I’m makin’ money like I’m makin’ sweet love
I wanna make love, love, love
She say the money make her wanna make love
Wanna make love, love, love, huh.

I love to see the money stack up
Hope that we don’t ever, ever break up
Wanna make love, love, loveee.
Gucci Mane lyrics
Video love

Swalla – Jason Derulo feat. Nicki Minaj lyrics

Lyrics Jason Derulo – Swalla

Love in a thousand different flavors
I wish that I could taste them all tonight
No, I ain’t got no dinner plans
So you should bring all your friends
I swear that to a-all y’all my type.(swalla)

All you girls in here, if you’re feeling thirsty
Come on take a sip ’cause you know what I’m servin’, oohhh.

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swallaaa-la-la
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swallaaa-la-la
Freaky, freaky gyal
My freaky, freaky gyal.

Shimmy shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yah
Bad girls gon’ swalla-la-la
Bust down on my wrist in this b*tch
My pinky-ring bigger than his
Met her out in Beverly Hills, ay
Dolla got too many girls, ay
Met her out in Beverly Hills, all she wear is red bottom heels
When she back it up, put it on the Snap
When she droppin’ low, put it on the Gram
DJ poppin’, she gon’ swallow that
Champagne poppin’, she gon’ swallow that.

All you girls in here, if you’re feeling thirsty
Come on take a sip ’cause you know what I’m servin’, ooh.

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swallaaa-la-la versuri-lyrics.info
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swallaaa-la-la
Freaky, freaky gyal
My freaky, freaky gyal.

Bad gyal no swalla nuttin, word to the Dalai Lama
He know I’m a fashion killa, word to John Galliano
He copping that Valentino, ain’t no telling me “no”
I’m that b*tch, and he know, he know
How y’all wife’in these thots? You don’t get wins for that
I’m having another good year, we don’t get blimps for that
Pussy game still cold, we don’t get minks for that
When I’m poppin’ them bananas, we don’t link chimps for that
I gave these b*tches two years, now your time’s up
Bless her heart, she throwing shots but every line sucks
I’m in that cherry red foreign with the brown guts
My shit slappin’ like dude did Lebron’s nuts.

All you girls in here, if you’re feeling thirsty
Come on take a sip ’cause you know what I’m servin’.

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (my love) (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (my love) (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (drank)
Swallaaa-la-la (swallaaa-la-la)
Swallaaa-la-la.

Young Money
Swallaaa-la-la
J.D
Freaky, freaky gyal
Swallaaa-la-la
My freaky, freaky gyal
Swallaaa-la-la
My freaky, freaky gyal
Swallaaa-la-la
My freaky, freaky gyal
Derulooo.
Jason Derulo lyrics
Video Jason Derulo

YFN Lucci – Documentary

[Verse 1]
Uh, what you heard nigga?
Nah, fuck what you heard
I keep two lil goonies on the lurk
My bitch gotta cool lil twenty in her purse
See we was known to air it out first
Told bop, wait let me air em’ out first
They talkin’ bout drugs they ain’t never had work
Lu preach to em’ real nigga church
See I was on the way, started from the bottom now I’m straight
Bout to cop an Audemars Piguet
Yesterday I flew to Saint Tropez
Met a plug yesterday, you know the whole crew ate
Everywhere we go we eat steak
I got my brother with me each and everyday
Most of with me probably tryna beat a case
And if you don’t the other one with licensed with the K
Yeah, know we ridin’ K everyday
Ran up the money had to put it in the safe
I swear its hard to chose mulsanne or the wraith, 4 4 2 you don’t wanna race
Ion’t know why she act different
But when a nigga gone she goin’ miss me
All them muthafuckin shoes all that Tiffany
All them tattoos all them piercings
Momma be stressin’ be patient it’s comin’
Told you your boy was gone make it you know it
We go war with whoever, whoever
I stack that money forever, forever
We put that money together got extra
Pour out the pint man we never gone measure
Whole lot of types I ain’t never gone settle, ain’t never gone settle

[Babbling]
You know
Like I use to risk my life for this shit
You know
You know we really got stripes for this shit
You know

[Verse 2]
This is no phassage, I don’t want no bodyguard
I need me a Nicki Minaj, I need me like two freaky brauds
I’m on broadway, fucked up how they did Mitch in the hallway
I’m fucked up gotta get rich in this hallway
I swear I really got rich in the hallway
My mother lost her sister, her mother lost her daughter
Then my mother lost her mother, then my grandma lost her mother, then I fucked around and lost my cousin
Never thought I never see muffin
Never thought Fellow spot will get busted
Shit fucked a whole bunch of money
Lord save me, save me
Power like a mason, mason
Dreams come true gotta chase it, chase it
If you love something embrace it
The bond we share can’t break it
I’ma give you my heart don’t break it
Me and you girl that’s amazing
If you ever leave I’ll be waitin’
Come back to me girl, I wanna take you and show you off girl
I wanna take you and travel the world
I wanna dip you in diamonds and pearls
Hope I make some, gotta make some
The way we was raised up we might take some
You know a nigga love gettin’ papaer
This a real nigga celebration

[Outro]
Yeahh, yeah
See we unstoppable
You know we done been through so much you can’t stop us
You know
Yeahh, yeah
True story, this is my story
Long Live Nut forever
Yeahh, yeah
This is my story
True story
Hope we make some, gotta make some
The way we raised up might take some
This a real nigga celebration

L2B – Clouds lyrics

[Hook]
Now just..
Float, float, float, float,
Float, float, float,
Now just..
Float, float, float, float,
Float, float, float, float,
Too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
Said I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
Said I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds.

[Verse 1]
I’m blowing trees and seeing stars,
I’m as high as Mars is,
No need for cars, I just hijacked Nicki Minaj’s starship,
Set it on autopilot,
Now I’m aiming for Uranus as the target,
So forfeit, girl listen, I’m flyer than Aladdin’s carpet.
Floating in zero gravity, surrounded by darkness,
An intergalactic artist, inspiration is never too far,
It’s within arm’s reach,
This space debris reminds me of all these garbage
Rappers who aren’t as smart as me with these bars,
But, I mean it must be hard
To compete when there’s a martian in charge,
I just stay low, then pop up and kill shit,
People often compare me to Jaws,
For how I just surface and rip everything apart,
If you’re not helping me take over the world
Get blatantly disregarded..

[Hook]
Now just..
Float, float, float, float,
Float, float, float,
Now just..
Float, float, float, float,
Float, float, float, float,
Too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
Said I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
Said I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds.

[Verse 2]
I’m going green,
Getting money and smoking the finest green-leaf,
I was so high if you looked up in the sky last night,
You would’ve seen me,
I be making all of my wishes come true without a genie,
Millions of miles away, but I could come through easy if need be,
‘Cause I’m super-human, I’m not from this Earth,
I just came down to talk to all of your girlfriends
And start rocking their world, literally,
See I can be pretty hypnotic with words,
You’re not going to stop me,
So all your fear tactics are not going to work,
I’m not even close to being done, this just begun,
I’m above your human race,
See I just came from Area 51,
Held a discussion with the Government,
A private conversation,
Sharing new alien technology and top secret information.
But now I need a vacation,
All these things are different since I came through,
So I took a trip in my spaceship,
Now I’m walking around Mars without a spacesuit..
Maybe one of these days I can take you..

[Hook]
Now just..
Float, float, float, float,
Float, float, float,
Now just..
Float, float, float, float,
Float, float, float, float,
Too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
Said I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds,
Said I’m too high off the ground,
I’m sitting on clouds.

Rick Ross – Do You Mind (feat. Nicki Minaj, Chris Brown, August Alsina, Jeremih & Future) (Black Jack Album)

Another one
We The Best Music!

Yo, he ain’t messing with no average chick, pop, pop
He got Nicki, he know that he hit the jackpot
Every baller tryna score, check them shot clocks
But I hit ’em with them ‘Bron/Iguodal blocks
Eat the cake and he suck on my toes, yes
Hitting them home runs, I’ll be like "go Mets!"
I want a dude that’ll still kiss me when he mad
Type to cop me diamonds, he can miss me with them bags

Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind? (DJ Khaled!)
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

I’m just trying to get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby you deserve better
You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby do you mind? Do you mind?

Ohh, do you mind if I talk to you?
And do you mind if I touch you there?
Baby know you can do better baby
I know it don’t get no better than me
Let’s not waste the time
You ain’t gotta hold back ’cause once I get inside
You won’t change your mind, you know that you can take it
No need to hesitate, I’m gettin’ impatient
I’m not used to waiting, I want you to give it to me
Come on let me taste it until I get in love
Hope you’re ready ’cause I’mma beat it up
Do you mind when I’mma had it? Know how to heat it up

I should, I should be the one, baby you gon’ learn that
Girl I know your body, know where every curve at
We been going all night ’til the early
Know you, know you wanna take off when you on my runway
We ain’t got to talk about his conversate
Baby by the way I touch you, you know what I’m saying
Oh, oh, oh, ridin’ slow
Oh, oh, oh

I’m just trying to get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby you deserve better
You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby do you mind? Do you mind?

I’mma do that favor, drippin’ flavor in you two piece
I’mma keep my promise, never treat you like a groupie
Calamari dinners, got you eatin’ raw sushi
Still in the trap but like my bitches bougie
Two cups of Styrofoam, excuse me little mama
I can hold you down, be your friend and your lover
You want watches, new Versaces, you want Celine
Top back, screamin’ money ain’t a ting

Seen the two G-wagons in my driveway
Facetime, two black bottles by my fireplace
Fell out with your peoples so you took the pictures down
Instagram ain’t been the same since you so distant now
Took you shopping in other places that I won’t name
First time your friends really got the see Balmain
20 million cash, seen it there with my two eyes
We the best and I told you this back in ’05
(Maybach Music)

I’m just trying to get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

Oh, just in case you need me
I don’t mind
Yo, tell them what to do, tell them what to do, tell them what to do
When you see a bad bitch in front of you baby
Assume the position

I’m just trying to get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

Ariana Grande – Side To Side (feat. Nicki Minaj)

[Intro: Ariana Grande + Nicki Minaj]
I’ve been here all night, Ariana
I’ve been here all day, Nicki Minaj
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side
Let them hoes know

[Verse 1: Ariana Grande]
I’m talkin’ to ya
See you standing over there with your body
Feeling like I wanna rock with your body
And we don’t gotta think ’bout nothin’ (’bout nothin’)
I’m comin’ at ya
Cause I know you got a bad reputation
Doesn’t matter, cause you give me temptation
And we don’t gotta think ’bout nothin’ (’bout nothin’)

[Pre-Chorus 1: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give you up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Verse 2: Ariana Grande]
Been tryna hide it
Baby what’s it gonna hurt if they don’t know?
Makin’ everybody think that we solo
Just as long as you know you got me (you got me)
And boy I got ya
Cause tonight I’m making deals with the devil
And I know it’s gonna get me in trouble
Just as long as you know you got me

[Pre-Chorus 1: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give you up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)
I’ve been here all night
(Been here all night, baby)
I’ve been here all day
(Been here all day, baby)
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]
This the new style with the fresh type of flow
Wrist icicle, ride dick bicycle
Come true yo, get you this type of blow
If you wanna menage I got a tricycle

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
All these bitches, flows is my mini-me
Body smoking, so they call me young Nicki chimney
Rappers in they feelings cause they feelin’ me
Uh, I-I give zero fucks and I got zero chill in me
Kissing me, copped the blue box that say Tiffany
Curry with the shot, just tell ’em to call me Stephanie
Gun pop and I make my gum pop
I’m the queen of rap, young Ariana run pop

[Pre-Chorus 2: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give him up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)
I’ve been here all night
(Been here all night baby)
I’ve been here all day
(Been here all day baby)
Boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]
This the new style with the fresh type of flow
Wrist icicle, ride dick bicycle
Come true yo, get you this type of blow
If you wanna menage I got a tricycle

Ariana Grande – Side To Side (feat. Nicki Minaj) (Sub Español)

[Intro: Ariana Grande + Nicki Minaj]
I’ve been here all night, Ariana
I’ve been here all day, Nicki Minaj
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side
Let them hoes know

[Verse 1: Ariana Grande]
I’m talkin’ to ya
See you standing over there with your body
Feeling like I wanna rock with your body
And we don’t gotta think ’bout nothin’ (’bout nothin’)
I’m comin’ at ya
Cause I know you got a bad reputation
Doesn’t matter, cause you give me temptation
And we don’t gotta think ’bout nothin’ (’bout nothin’)

[Pre-Chorus 1: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give you up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Verse 2: Ariana Grande]
Been tryna hide it
Baby what’s it gonna hurt if they don’t know?
Makin’ everybody think that we solo
Just as long as you know you got me (you got me)
And boy I got ya
Cause tonight I’m making deals with the devil
And I know it’s gonna get me in trouble
Just as long as you know you got me

[Pre-Chorus 1: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give you up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)
I’ve been here all night
(Been here all night, baby)
I’ve been here all day
(Been here all day, baby)
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]
This the new style with the fresh type of flow
Wrist icicle, ride dick bicycle
Come true yo, get you this type of blow
If you wanna menage I got a tricycle

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
All these bitches, flows is my mini-me
Body smoking, so they call me young Nicki chimney
Rappers in they feelings cause they feelin’ me
Uh, I-I give zero fucks and I got zero chill in me
Kissing me, copped the blue box that say Tiffany
Curry with the shot, just tell ’em to call me Stephanie
Gun pop and I make my gum pop
I’m the queen of rap, young Ariana run pop

[Pre-Chorus 2: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give him up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)
I’ve been here all night
(Been here all night baby)
I’ve been here all day
(Been here all day baby)
Boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]
This the new style with the fresh type of flow
Wrist icicle, ride dick bicycle
Come true yo, get you this type of blow
If you wanna menage I got a tricycle

DJ Khaled – Do You Mind (feat. Nicki Minaj, Chris Brown, August Alsina, Jeremih, Future & Rick Ross) letras

[Intro: DJ Khaled]
Another one
We The Best Music!

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, he ain’t messing with no average chick, pop, pop
He got Nicki, he know that he hit the jackpot
Every baller tryna score, check them shot clocks
But I hit ’em with them ‘Bron/Iguodala blocks
Eat the cake and he suck on my toes, yes
Hitting them home runs, I’ll be like “go Mets!”
I want a dude that’ll still kiss me when he mad
Type to cop me diamonds, he can miss me with them bags
[Pre-Hook: August Alsina, Chris Brown & (DJ Khaled)]
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind? (DJ Khaled)
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

[Hook: Chris Brown & August Alsina]
I’m just tryna get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

[Post-Hook: Chris Brown]
You know, you know, you know, you know
He ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby you deserve better
You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby do you mind? Do you mind?

[Verse 2: August Alsina]
Oh, do you mind if I talk to you?
And do you mind if I touch you there?
Girl, you know you can’t do no better, baby
I know that it don’t get no better than me
Let’s not waste the time
You ain’t gotta hold back cause I get inside
You won’t change your mind, you know that you can take it
No need to hesitate, I need it, impatient
I’m not used to waiting, I want you to give it to me
Come on let me taste it until I get in love
Hope you’re ready cause I’mma beat it up
Do you mind when I’mma have it? Know how to heat it up

[Verse 3: Jeremih]
I should, I should be the one, baby, you gon’ love that
Girl, I know your body, know where every curve at
We been going all night, ’til the early
No you, no you wanna take off when you on my runway
We ain’t gotta talk ’bout his conversation
Baby, by the way I touch you you know what I’m saying
Oh, oh, oh, ride it slow
Oh, oh, oh

[Hook: Chris Brown & August Alsina]
I’m just tryna get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

[Post-Hook: Chris Brown]
You know, you know, you know, you know
He ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby you deserve better
You know, you know, you know, you know
We ain’t got forever and ever
You know, you know, you know, you know
Let me be the one, baby do you mind? Do you mind?

[Verse 4: Future]
(Man with all this red carpet shit, baby, you know what I’m saying, Future Hendrix)
I’mma do that favor, drippin’ flavor in you two piece
I’m gonna keep my promise, never treat you like a groupie
Calamari dinners, got you eatin’ raw sushi
Still in the trap, but I like my bitches bougie
Two cups of styrofoam, excuse me lil’ mama
I can hold you down, be your friend and your lover
You want watches, new Versaces, you want Céline
Top back, screamin’ money ain’t a ting

[Verse 5: Rick Ross]
Seeing two G-wagons in my driveway
FaceTime, two black bottles by my fireplace
Fell out with your peoples so you took the pictures down
Instagram ain’t been the same since you so distant now
Took you shopping in other places that I won’t name
First time your friends really got the see Balmain
20 million cash, seen it there with my two eyes
We the best and I told you this back in ’05, (Maybach Music)

[Hook: Chris Brown & August Alsina]
I’m just tryna get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

[Bridge: Nicki Minaj]
Oh, just in case you need me, I don’t mind
Yo, tell them what to do, tell them what to do, tell them what to do
When you see a bad bitch in front of you, baby
Yeah, assume the position

[Hook: Chris Brown & August Alsina]
I’m just tryna get to know ya
Get a little closer, maybe post up
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
Girl we been right here, thinkin’ ’bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind?
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?

Ariana Grande – Side To Side (feat. Nicki Minaj) (Acoustic Guitar) letras

[Intro: Ariana Grande + Nicki Minaj]
I’ve been here all night, Ariana
I’ve been here all day, Nicki Minaj
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side
Let them hoes know

[Verse 1: Ariana Grande]
I’m talkin’ to ya
See you standing over there with your body
Feeling like I wanna rock with your body
And we don’t gotta think ’bout nothin’ (’bout nothin’)
I’m comin’ at ya
Cause I know you got a bad reputation
Doesn’t matter, cause you give me temptation
And we don’t gotta think ’bout nothin’ (’bout nothin’)

[Pre-Chorus 1: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give you up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Verse 2: Ariana Grande]
Been tryna hide it
Baby what’s it gonna hurt if they don’t know?
Makin’ everybody think that we solo
Just as long as you know you got me (you got me)
And boy I got ya
Cause tonight I’m making deals with the devil
And I know it’s gonna get me in trouble
Just as long as you know you got me

[Pre-Chorus 1: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give you up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)
I’ve been here all night
(Been here all night, baby)
I’ve been here all day
(Been here all day, baby)
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]
This the new style with the fresh type of flow
Wrist icicle, ride dick bicycle
Come true yo, get you this type of blow
If you wanna menage I got a tricycle

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
All these bitches, flows is my mini-me
Body smoking, so they call me young Nicki chimney
Rappers in they feelings cause they feelin’ me
Uh, I-I give zero fucks and I got zero chill in me
Kissing me, copped the blue box that say Tiffany
Curry with the shot, just tell ’em to call me Stephanie
Gun pop and I make my gum pop
I’m the queen of rap, young Ariana run pop

[Pre-Chorus 2: Ariana Grande]
These friends keep talkin’ way too much
Saying I should give him up
Can’t hear them no, cause I…

[Chorus: Ariana Grande]
I’ve been here all night
I’ve been here all day
And boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)
I’ve been here all night
(Been here all night baby)
I’ve been here all day
(Been here all day baby)
Boy, got me walkin’ side to side (side to side)

[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]
This the new style with the fresh type of flow
Wrist icicle, ride dick bicycle
Come true yo, get you this type of blow
If you wanna menage I got a tricycle

Trisha Paytas – Cinderella letras

Oh yeah oh yeah

All you little bitches with class
They sippin’ right from my glass
Put they lips to my ass
Cinderella who that?
Ain’t even up on my dash
Can’t find your name on the map
Chime your way out of that
Cinderella who that?

How many licks does it take
Till you get to the center of a
Wanna be a fake mother fucker

Down with the beat on your face
Let them eat cake
While they’re picking up the pace

[Chorus]
All the bitches love me
Wanna do what I do, what I do
Wanting something from me
Cause I do what I do, what I do

Cinderella who that? x2

[Verse 2]
I got that Nicki Minaj
It go ba dunk a dunk dunk
Right up on ya

Cinderella fuck that

I love to feel fancy
Dress me up in candy
Straight to the bank
Baby tell me who laughin’

I know you handsome
Worth the ransom
Boy there’s a line
So you better get to dancin’

[Chorus]
All the bitches love me
Wanna do what I do, what I do
Wanting something from me
Cause I do what I do, what I do

Cinderella who that? x2

Come on

How many licks does it take
Till you get to the center of a na na na
How, How

Cinderella who that?
Let them eat cake

[Chorus] x2
All the bitches love me
Wanna do what I do, what I do
Wanting something from me
Cause I do what I do, what I do

Cinderella who that? x2

I do what I do what I do what I do yeah