Zitate und Songtexte von Nicki Minaj

They can't be Nicki, they so stupid, I just laugh when they try
A thong bikini up my ass, I think I'll go for a dive
His ex b*tch went up against me, but she didn't survive
On applications I write "pressure" 'cause that's what I apply

I can lick it, I can ride it while you slippin' and slidin'
I can do all them little tricks and keep the d-ck up inside it
You can smack it, you can grip it, you can go down and kiss it
And every time he leave me 'lone, he always tell me he miss it

Look at my ankle, look at my wrist
This one a pack, this one a brick
That one a opp, that one a lick
This one for Pop, this one for Juice
I am the one, bi-ch, you a deuce

I got a shooter and I got a driver
They want that heat, I'm the only provider

They say you don't know what you got 'til it's gone
They say that your darkest hour come before your dawn
But there was something that I shoulda asked all along
I'ma ask on the song

Do you ever think of me when you lie?

It's a bunch of mini-mes, I'm the one they mockin'
Showed you how to get a bag, now you goin' shoppin'
When I come out, all the sneak b*tches start plottin'
When I come out, it's a sweep, b*tches start moppin'

Now it's all eyes on us, and this all lies on trust
And if them b*tches wanna trip, tell 'em they tour guide's on us

I'm 'bout to tell my dude I love him, then I'm gonna dump him
'Cause to be honest I put my side n*gga above him
Tell him that I know that he creepin' with that ho
That's why I'm f*ckin' that n*gga that I be callin' my bro

I don't f*ck with birds but you b*tches on my c*ck though
If I want some chicken and waffles I go to Roscoe's
Cooler than the winter but I heat up like the summer
F*ckin' with my baby I'm a gunna

Now you all the way back up in the Bentley
I turn lemons into lemonade simply
Old boy and my brother tried to end me
I heard they looking for the old me
A couple of you n*ggas still owe me
You asked for the G.O.A.T. so they sent me

I'm thicker than peanut butter
He nuttin' like Skippy now
He want me to be his wife
His misses like sippi now, uh

Put-put it all up in his face, did I catch a case?
P*ssy game just caught a body, but I never leave a trace
Face is pretty, ass for days, I get chips, I ask for Lay's
I just sit back and when he done, I be like, 'Yo, how'd it taste?'

Your victory is right around the corner. Never give up.

Think you the shit, b*tch?
You not even the fart
I be goin' hard
I'm breakin' they hearts

I get whatever I like
B*tches won't bark, but they wanna bite
I got two milli' for usin' a mic, b*tch
Think about that when you type

Throwin' it back, put it right in his face
He like how it taste
He grabbin' my waist
Got him itchin' to stay
He the bank and I'm makin' him chase
I'm a baddie, I'm havin' my way
N*gga a munchie so we cannot date
He a eater, I made sure he ate

Baddie, he makin' me thicker
Rob his heart, b*tch, it's a stick up
I can't be fallin' in love with a n*gga
Pockets was small, they got bigger
You did me wrong, what I do?
Actin' a smoochie when I'm off the liquor
Showin' my thong, goin' ku
Throwin' it back and I watch him get bigger

Call me that bee while hе eatin' my honey
You know n*ggas lovе b*tches with money
I get a lot
Takin' her spot
If you ain't cookin', then get off the pot
My name Ice, but I always stay hot
Passenger princess, he pass me his knock

You a stranger, I feel like shit changed
I'm different, I don't feel the same
I'm a smoochie, like, you cannot change me
Trendin' topic, like, you cannot blame me

I'm thick 'cause I be eatin' oats
B*tches not takin' shit from me but notes
Wanna be me, so she do my emotes
And my name in her mouth so I bet she gon' choke

You thought I was feelin you?
That n*gga a munch
N*gga a eater, he ate it for lunch
B*tch, I'm a baddie I get what I want

Empty spaces, what are we living for?
Abandoned places, I guess we know the score
On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for?
Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime
Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore?

There's no chance for us
It's all decided for us
This world has only one
Sweet moment set aside for us

I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

Yeah, this life I'm livin'
All the advice been tipped in
Gave me that grip, no slippin'
Out of my mind, went trippin'

If life's a game of inches, then my dick has been the biggest

She told me put my heart in the bag
And nobody gets hurt
Now I'm running from her love, I'm not fast
So I'm making it worse
Now I'm digging up a grave, from my past
I'm a whole different person
It's a gift and a curse
But I cannot reverse it

And if you ever need a friend then you got me
And in the end, when I die, would you watch me?
And if I try suicide, would you stop me?
Would you help me get a grip or would you drop me?

They got money for the war, but can't feed the poor.

It's a rodeo, go on and touch your toes
I'ma hit you from the back and that's as far as it goes
I done knocked 'em all down like some dominoes

Bury all your secrets in my skin
Come away with innocence
And leave me with my sins
Air around me feels just like a cage
Love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage

I don't care if you're black, white, straight, bisexual, gay, lesbian, short, tall, fat, skinny, rich or poor. If you're nice to me, I'll be nice to you. Simple as that.

She told me that I'm not enough
And she left me with a broken heart
She fooled me twice and it's all my fault
She cut too deep, now she left me scarred

All these punk motherf*ckers hitting my phone
You think we boys, I never seen you at one of my shows

I know you don't like me, you wanna fight me
You don't want no problems at your party, don't invite me
I don't worry 'bout you n*ggas, please stop talking 'bout me
Always talking 'bout me 'cause you looking for the clouty

I can literally say antisemitic shit and they can't drop me. Now what?

I said my face bomb, ass tight
Racks stack up Shaq height
Jewelry on me, flashlight
I been lit since last night

I just find myself happy with the simple things. Appreciating the blessings God gave me.

After much consideration & conversation with my family, I've decided to give up smoke. Please respect my privacy at this time.

The Wu is too slammin' for these Cold Killin' labels
Some ain't had hits since I seen Aunt Mabel
Be doin' artists in like Cain did Abel
Now they money's gettin' stuck to the gum under the table
That's what you get when you misuse what I invent
Your empire falls and you lose every cent