Nicki Minaj

[fox69]

"Can Anybody Hear Me"

"Can Anybody Hear Me"


[VERSE]
I push, p-p-push it, I p-p-push it like I'm in labor
And he'll t-t-teach me to, teach me love my neighbor
Just w-w-wait up, I'm processin' all the data
Processin' all the data, p-p-processin' all the haters
You was writin' disses, I was takin' pictures
Signin' autographs for all of my bad bitches
And in the nic of time it just dawned on
I am Nicki Minaj and it's all on me
But hey, maybe I'll never win
Maybe I'm settlin'
Can't let the devil in, I'm a comic book heroin
But when the wind blows, I'm so Marilyn
Write down, take a pictures, bitches e-mail that
I came to save a thing called female rap
But I hope my ninja powers
Don't fuck around and offend you cowards
You mad at me 'cus you think I got it easy
If we was in the second grade then you would tease me
Ya see, you still a lil snotty nose hood rat
I love Nicki scribbled all over you book bag
I love you too, I just wish your mother would've hugged you too
You know Nicki love the kids
Yellow brick road lookin' for the Wiz
But when it rains, it pours for real
Def Jam said I'm no Lauryn Hill
Can't rap and sing on the same CD
The public won't get it, they got A.D.D.
See Nicki, follow the rules
Go and say your prayers and get ready for school
(Yeah follow the rules, go and say my prayers and get ready for school)

Dear God, I am only what you made me
And I appreciate everything that you gave me
But like, I don't wanna do it no more
Sort of lost sight of what I'm doin' it for
Thought that I was doin' somethin' good for the game
Until they all started throwin' dirt on my name
Tell Debbie, I really, really tried
That I said I'm sorry, but I had to say goodbye
Tell Fendi, I'll never forget him
And please tell Wayne I'll always be indebted
(I'll never forget it, please tell Wayne I'll always be indebted)

AYYYYYY! Can anybody hear me?
AYYYYYY! Can anybody hear me?
AYYYYYY! Can anybody hear me?
AYYYYYY! Can anybody hear me?

 

[fox69]

"Can't Stop Won't Stop"
(feat. Lil Wayne)

"Can't Stop Won't Stop"
(feat. Lil Wayne)



Good morning New York,
Good afternoon New Orleans,
Goodnight America,
This Is Young Money...Nicki Minaj

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
They don't make us to break us, no I'm with the bakers
I'm gettin' bread with dread up in Jamaica
It's them young stunners, Nick and Lil Weezy
Nick, I'm the chick that go getta like Jeezy
Fall back 'cause I do this here
Step your bars up or you're through this year
Yep, it's only right that the whole block's there
Hopped out the air in the blue and white Lear
I'm here, I'm lit, long hair, don't care
Steady starin' at my ear, 'cause my ear on glare
Now it's not hard to find me, top behind me
You be Harry Potter and I'll be Hermione
I'll be early, I'm the girl they
Call the one like I'm my first birthday
I'm in that Range Rov, rockin' that kango
That pussy real good, it tastes like mango

[Hook]
Can't stop, won't stop reppin' Young Money and we
We get down and we, we get down and we
Boys they, boys they love me
[Dj Scratched] (Chromed out Eleven Hundred)
Can't stop, won't stop reppin' Young Money and we
We get down and we, we get down and we
Boys they, boys they love me

[Hook]
Can't stop, won't stop reppin' Young Money and we
We get down and we, we get down and we
Boys they, boys they love me
[Dj Scratched] (Chromed out Eleven Hundred)
Can't stop, won't stop reppin' Young Money and we
We get down and we, we get down and we
Boys they, boys they love me

I'm on tour 'til my money's like the bus height
Ice lookin' bright, see me comin' like bus lights, Weezy!

(Nicki Minaj...)
(Young Money...)
(Fuck with me Fendi)

 

[fox69]

"Catch Me"

"Catch Me"


Extracurricular, parallel to none,
I am perpendicular
Hit 'em with the oh now that's just ridiculous
We could've cleared up all these particulars
That could've been the 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
Thinkin' we was on, you telling me we off
Your whole vibe changed when you got the phone call
That's the affect they call a snow ball,
Next thing you know I was running down the hall,
Saying, "Please come back, I have given my all."
I have given my all
Funny how you could always make me feel small
I have given my all

[Chorus:]
Catch me, catch me, I think I'm gon' fall
My mind is made up, I'm waiting for ya
I'm waiting on you, waiting, boy
My mind is set, I'm waiting on ya
I'm waiting for you, waiting boy
Could you catch me, could you catch me,
Could you catch me?
I am waiting on you to catch me

You wanted oh so bad to prove points
But your game always makes me lose points
And your game always makes me conquer
And maybe I shoulda never taken you from herr
But with all of the aforementioned
I am still trapped in your dimension
So I will be on the mountain waiting
'Cause I am in need of more attention
Could've called back just to say some
I'm a fall back in the bass drum
Please come to destination
I'm not doing well, exclamation!
You succeeded at your attempts to make me
Need you desperately to vindicate me
It's funny how you could always make me feel small
I have given my all

[Chorus:]
Catch me, catch me, I think I'm gon' fall
My mind is made up, I'm waiting for ya
I'm waiting on you, waiting, boy
My mind is set, I'm waiting on ya
I'm waiting for you, waiting, boy
Could you catch me, catch me, catch me
Could you catch me, catch me, catch me
Could you catch me, I am waiting on you to catch me

Oh, oh, OK, oh, oh, OK, oh, oh, OK
It's, it's whatever you say,
Eh, eh,
It's whatever you say,
Eh, eh,
I am at your disposal.

My mind is made up, I'm waiting for you
I'm waiting on you, waiting, boy
My mind is set, I'm waiting on you,
I'm waiting for you, waiting, boy
Could you catch me, catch me, catch me
Could you catch me, catch me catch me
Could you catch me I am waiting on you to catch me, catch me catch me

 

[fox69]

"Champion"
(feat. Nas, Drake, Young Jeezy)

"Champion"
(feat. Nas, Drake, Young Jeezy)



Mmm.
This is celebration, this is levitation
Look at how you winning now, this took dedication
This is meditation, higher education
This the official competitor elimination
I was taking trips with Web to move weight,
Came back to queens then hit up a new state
Bitches don't know the half like they flunked at math
Bitches ain't have cut up crack up in the stash
50 cent Italian, icy flow
It's that run and get a dollar for a ice cream cone
'Cause they killed my little cousin Nicholas
But my memory's only happy images
This is for the hood, this is for the kids
This is for the single mothers, niggas doing biz
This one is for TT, Tweety, Viola, Sharika
Candice, Timby, Lauren, Iesha.

It's a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It's time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)

[Drake:]
Yeah, okay, we made it to America
I remember when I used to stay with Erica
Label transferred 20 million to comerica
Fucking terrabus got me acting out of character
Young TO nigga, either riding' range
The Ferrari top down, screaming money ain't a thang
Tell me when I changed, girl, but only when I change
'Cause I live this shit for real, niggas know me in the game, they know
Makin' hits in 3 acre cribs
Cookin' up tryna eat nigga steak and ribs
I made a couple stars outta basic chicks
Nowadays blow the candles out, don't even make a wish
Having good times, making good money
Lot of bad bitches but they good to me
I make her do the splits for a rack
Wish you niggas good luck tryna get where I'm at
Straight like that

It's a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It's time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)

[Young Jeezy:]
Straight balling in this bitch, Jeremy Lin, mello.
Tell me one thing you won't do? settle.
Gimme one word for ya chain? yellow
Pocket full of money, black card, ghetto
Critics say I ain't in the game, A I?
So how you deal with the fame? STAY HIGH
Stay putting down for the town, may I
What you call a crib in the sky? play high
Half a mil in 3 weeks, yall did it like a champ
Mama taught me pride, yeah, she did it with the stamps
Wait a minute, everybody pause for the photo
Somebody tell these local hating niggas, I'm global
Tell me what I gotta do to get this champagne going
What I gotta do to get this coconut flowing
Don't let me in son, hundred bottles of the ace
Lemme in son, go money cases in my place let's celebrate

It's a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It's time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)

[Nas:]
What up Nicki? it's nasty. yeah. yeah yeah.
I sold my first 2 million dollars, I was 23.
I'm barely a man yet I had some killers under me
This ain't rated PG, this rated PJ.
'Cause that's where a nigga fuck, murder on replay
My 24th bday, I'm sailing to Bimini
You can see me on a yacht blasting Pac, little nah, I ain't greedy
I'm back to thugging bitches that can make it and kiss other bitches,
My man sister like me, I don't fuck my brother's sister
I just aspire your desire to be different
My 10 year old plan just one year til finish
My list went like this: first thing to sever,
The difference in pussy white black Latin or other
Here's a man who clearly isn't basic,
Waiting list just to hear me or witness the greatness
Loud laughter while writing my next chapter
Fast cash life, happily ever after
Champions

It's a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It's time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)

 

[fox69]

"Check It Out"
(with Will.I.Am)

"Check It Out"
(with Will.I.Am)



[Nicki Minaj:]
Step up in the party like my name was that bitch
All these haters mad because I’m so established
They know I’m a beast yeah I’m a fucking savage
Haters you can kill yourself
In my space shuttle and I’m not coming down
I’m a stereo and she’s just so monotone
Sometimes it's just me and all my bottles, all alone
I ain’t coming back this time

[Chorus - Will.I.am:]
I can’t believe it
It’s so amazing
This club is heating
This party’s blazin’
I can’t believe it, this beat is banging
I can’t believe it (I can’t believe it, hey)
Hey check it out
Check it out [x10]
Yeah yeah I’m feeling it now
Check it out [x3]

[Will.I.Am:]
Step up in the party like my name was Mr. T
All these hating maggots ain't got nothing on me
Honestly I gotta stay as fly as I can be
If you Wiki "Willy" you get super O.G.
Hunny’s always rest me cause I’m fly fly fly
Dummies they can’t touch me cause I’m floating sky high
I stay niggerrific you don’t needa ask why
You just got to see with your eyes

[Chorus]

[Will.I.Am]
Check this motherfucker out
It got me in the club, in the club, just rocking like this

[Nicki Minaj]
Da done done
The sun done
Yep the sun done
Came up but we still up in dungeon
Da done done
Yep in London
Competition? Why yes, I would love some
How the fuck they getting mad 'cause they run done
Mad 'cause I’m getting money in abundance
Man I can’t even count all of these hundreds
Duffle bag every time I go to suntrust
I leave the rest just to collect interest
I mean interest, fuck my nemesis
Exclamation just for emphasis
And I don’t sympathize 'cause you a simple bitch
I just pop up on these hoes on some pimple shit
And put an iron to your face you old wrinkled bitch

[Will.I.Am:]
Oh, we just had to kill it
We on the radio hotter than a skillet
We in the club making party people holla
Money in the bank means we getting top dollar
I’m a big baller
You a little smaller
Step up to my level need to grow a little taller
I’ma shot caller
Get up off my collar
You are chihuahua I’ma rottweiler

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Chi-Raq"
(feat. Lil Herb)

"Chi-Raq"
(feat. Lil Herb)



[Verse 1 - Nicki Minaj:]
Ain't yelling cut when it's shooting time
Sign up, it's recruiting time
Big wigs with a suit and tie
And them big things got two inside
Fuck wrong with these ho niggas?
I don't do coke, I don't blow niggas
I don't tell niggas, I show niggas
And it's never less than like 4 niggas
4 wings and some french fries
Hot sauce and ketchup nigga
He telling and he hiding but real niggas will still catch a nigga
I cop Raris, I don't test drive em
Home theaters, can't best buy em
These niggas that I roll with don't let a single thing get by em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town no gun laws
Broke bitches that talk shit, now them the bitches I stunt for
Malcolm X daughter came at me
Looking ass niggas ain't happy
Rolled out with some Latin Kings and some eses and them plain khakis
Smack bitches, no smack cam
Closed fists, no back hands
Pop pussy on a hand stand, they sucking dick like it's band camp
Call Web and then call Nitty
Queens niggas in it's all hoodies
Kidnapping and then rob niggas
Call D-rock for a biggie
Pussy ass lil rap niggas
I fucked with real trap niggas
Pop star, icon but I send niggas come snatch niggas
I'm with EBK, you on EBT
Got a black nine, call it BET
School niggas get a GED
And I tease niggas make em B.E.G
Got a money fetish, imma fly to Venice
Got a big house I can play some tennis
Lil herb, what's good?
I'm a bad bitch and I fuck good

[Hook - Lil Herb:]
Know a couple niggas that's down to ride for a homicide
When it's drama time
Run up on a nigga with the llamas flyin
Leave his loved ones all traumatized
One-fifty I'm really wit' it
I'll drop his ass and then forget it
I'm the man round my side of town
Might see a bitch and forget I hit it

[Verse 2 - Lil Herb:]
I'm a young nigga I be getting money
Take your bitch from you
And these niggas get no respect
I'mma stay 100 till I'm 6 under
Matter fact I gotta keep it 150
For every nigga that's gon come with me
I'm on rock block with a new semi and a blue Bentley and do 160
Smoke a lot a of weed
Like fuck gimmicks, put a dutch in me
Got a 40 on me, I don't trust any
And if any nigga ever try to end me
I'mma die shooting praying God forgive me
You too busy hating you can't get no paper, why are ya'll so silly?
Straight killers I can call so many
I don't love no bitches but my mom, my sister, my gun and Nicki
I'm in Hollywood came from Kingston Food
Shorties standing in the streets with tools
Where I'm from we don't play no games
Ain't no April fools, you will make the news
Where I hang we don't say no names
If you talk to cop I stay away from you
Keep your mouth shut in them investigations
You'll be out the station in a day or two
Dedication and a little patience
Leave the domination on my way to greatness
Don't put yourself up in a situation
Putting my relations in your conversations
Shoot a opposition with no hesitation
You get my position nigga better take it
Know some young bulls from a while back
Tryna leave the game but they never made it
I got old shit, killing your shit
On a couple tracks i just never played it
Pussy nigga you don't want war I got old clips bitch I'm Baron Davis
Pussy nigga you don't want war I got old clips bitch I'm Baron Davis

[Hook - Lil Herb]

[Lil Herb:]
Gang, gang, gang shit man you already know I'm rocking man. This is G Herbo shout out Nicki Minaj you know man. SB just gave me the nine with the green, Beans just gave me the green light. Letting niggas have it man we pulling up anywhere wetting shit man. Got 50s in them Tecs, 50s in them Mecs man, 30s in them Glocks. 17 shot Berettas all that shit man. Sawed offs, pumps man what you want? How you want it, where you want, where you want it, lets get it. And I ride Dolo from state to state even when I ain't 150 man Chiraq all the way to Queens, lets get it

[Nicki Minaj:]
Uh-huh I always got a trick up my sleeve. I might give you a new trick every week till this album drop, I don't know. I figured they want some more, I'mma give you some more. Ask Web if I wasn't taking them trips, what up nigga?

 

[fox69]

"Click Clack"

"Click Clack"


[Chorus:]
Alot of rap niggas be trynna play hard
I was tought to only reach
When I lift da shirt dats da end of discussion
Click Clack mutha fuckaz, I ain't trynna hear dat

[Verse 1:]
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 over seas rockin hella capris, in da west indies eatin delacasies... I tel em
Dey want cain like erica... please
Brotha your money young like goverment 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
Dese old bitches betta change dey denture, wen I get in da game dey gon play da benches
Fuck your friendship, pay attention
Bitch get at me, I'm a pay my henchmen

[Chorus:]
Alot of rap niggas be trynna paly hard
I was tought ?
When I lift da shirt dats da end of discussion
Click Clcak mutha fuckaz, I ain't trynna hear nuthin

[Verse 2:]
Dey call me Maraj, Fuck u & fuck your squad
Head bitch in charge, I ain't talkin bout da tod
I'm on da other line & I ain't talkin bout call waitin
I'm VIP lil mama I jus walk str8 in
Lil Dolce & Gabanna got dis bul hatin, dats I pop up in da porch with da top vacant
Mami stop fakin, talkin bout wat u got, u ain't got NATHIN & your not caking
Your not my taste, get outta my face, I play da top like eight friendz on your myspace
Stay in a childs place... Check da timin
I roc bitches like dey throwin up da diamond (ITS THE ROC)
U on a flight, I be bakin on islands
Mami your accent sound faker den Dylan
MURDA DEM, MURDA DEM, fuck a competition, Already murda dem

[Chorus:]
Alot of rap niggas be trynna paly hard
I was tought ?
When I lift da shirt dats da end of discussion
Click Clcak mutha fuckaz, I ain't trynna hear nuthin

[Verse 3:]
Dey call me Nicki M., hard to find me in a sticky gin
I play da club, with a thug & sum pretty friendz
And if dey ain't got da gat, dey got da knife on
Your too wack to get up on one of y song
U gotta deal, cause u was givn up da coochie prolly, but I'll arrange one hit like oochie wallie
And u'll be gon to November like Wyclef, I hold wieght & I ain't talkin bout Biceps
I rep Queens like da crown, wen I'm in da town, ask Yung Joc... it's goin down
Kisses to my bitches and my niggas, getta pound
June, turn me up... mic check... ?
Bitches don't kno da half, like dey flucked at math, give a fuck about a bitch & da clique she with
Unless u doin dem numbaz like arithmetic, young nic.holla bac & turn up my shyt

[Chorus:]
Alot of rap niggas be trynna paly hard
I was tought ?
When I lift da shirt dats da end of discussion
Click Clcak mutha fuckaz, I ain't trynna hear nuthin

 

[fox69]

"Come On A Cone"

"Come On A Cone"


Uhh! Unghh!
Bitches ain't serious, man these bitches delirious
All these bitches inferiors, I just pimp my interiors
I just pick up and go, might pick up a hoe
Might give conversation, if you kick up the dough
Never mind my money; never mind my stacks
Every bitch wanna be me, you can find 'em in Saks
"Pink Friday" two milli, "Super Bass" triple plat
When you see me on Ellen, just admit that I'm winning
Do a show for Versace, they request me by name
And if they don't get Nicki, it just won't be the same
When I'm sitting with Anna, I'm really sitting with Anna
Ain't a metaphor punchline, I'm really sitting with Anna!!
Front row at Oscar de la Renta posture
Ain't a bitch that could do it, not even my impostor
Put these bitches on lockout, where the fuck is your roster?
I pull up in that new new, marinara and pasta

[Chorus:]
Shake my head yo I'm mad, ain't a bitch in my zone
In the middle of nowhere, I just feel so alone
Got the certification, cause it come with the stone
But this ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, It should come on a cone
And my ice is so cold, It should come on a cone
It should come on a cone, It should come on a cone
Cause my ice is so cold, It should come on a cone

7-Up went and gave, my commercial to Cee-Lo
But don't tell them I said it, let's keep it on the d-low
If you need you a look, just put me on your song
But you know it'll cost, about six figures long
But you bitches ain't got it, where the fuck is your budgets?
Flying spurs for hers; me I'm fucking above it
And I just got the ghost, and I'm calling it (Casper)
But this shit is so cold, it belong in Alaska
Why the fuck am I styling? I competes with myself
When you win against Nicki, you depleted your wealth
And I'm not masturbating, but I'm feeling myself
Paparazzi is waiting, cause them pictures'll sell
Now don't you feel a-stupid, yeah that's egg on your face
If you wasn't so ugly, I'd put my dick in yo' face!
[Singing] Dick in your face; put my dick in your face, yeah!

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Ooohh-ooh, dick in your face [3x]
Put my dick in your face
Put my dick in your face, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah (YUH!)

 

[fox69]

"Cuchi Shop"

"Cuchi Shop"


[Talking:]
Welcome to Star Box
Yeah shawty I'm tryna get me some thick thighs and some chinky eyes.
I need a real good box
Oh ok
A real good box.
Okay, aye yo Nick!
Yo?
Yeah shawty out here want umm a #3
Oh, alright tell him to come around to my window, I got him it's nuffin.
Oh alright.
And yo you know the slogan right?
Yeah, I know how it go
Pussy by any means.

[Chorus:]
First I take they order at the Cuchi Shop
Then I send 'em a girl that can make her coochie pop
And then I smuggle all my money through the ? spot
(Up in the Phantom, have you wishing you had 'em, I'm the madam.)

And there ain't no returns at the Cuchi Shop
We don't wanna hear it burns at the Cuchi Shop
Just listen and you'll learn at the Cuchi Shop.
(Up in the Phantom, have you wishing you had 'em, I'm the madam.)

[Verse 1:]
What you need thick thighs and some chinky eyes?
Super size all your sides like your biggie fries.
For a better prize you can get some better pie
Strawberry, apple, cherry even lemon lime.
What you want them B cups or them C cups?
For your ice cream, chocolate or butter P cups?
French vanilla threesomes that come in D cups
They eat each other but otherwise they don't eat much.
I'm bout that fast money, money ain't got no patience.
But if them boys come run like you on probation
Listen up, I'm a send ya to the location
Write it down, take a picture, make a notation.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Relax lil nigga cut the bull (cut it out)
We tax niggas no deductible (get it out)
So what it is? What it ain't? Nigga state ya name.
You know we got them umbrellas if ya make it rain.
So what you want them good girls or them bad ones?
I got them girls make ya wish ya never had none.
Cause you'll be spending beaucoup in my spot shawty.
This nigga acting brand new like he just bout it.
Up and away like Mighty Mouse
You can say I am the rap game Heidi Fleiss
Cause my flow crazy, Hussein like Sadam
You getting it? I got 'em, I'm the rap bitch madam,
I'm the madam!

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Cupid's Got A Gun"
(with Shanell)

"Cupid's Got A Gun"
(with Shanell)



[Shanell]
You watched me fall
Stood over me as I hit the ground
Then he whispered his name in my ear
Such a dark familiar sound

[Shanell - Chorus]
Cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Now who said he's a lover
Really he's a murderer

[Nicki Minaj]
Why you crush, crush, crush my heart?
Why when I leave you crush my car (?)
Why you crush, crush, crush my heart?
Why when I leave you crush my car (?)
mma put on my long poofy skirt

Man I should have known he would do me dirt
So miserable i’ma stomp through the puddle
Cupid’s got a weapon gotta part with the devil
Tell him that i’m done tell him that i’m not here
Hit him with the lamp i’ma hit him with a chair
throw two sign im done with son
slo mo as the bullet raise from the gun.

[Shanell]
I I I I thought I could trust him
But I I I I didn't see it coming
Cos cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Now who said he's a lover
Really he's a murderer

I should have known
By the way he took my breath away
And the way he held me
Often hurt me
He told me love was pain
I saw the winding road
Spinning out of control
Surrendered to his wrong direction
Now I don't know where to go
Cos cupid's got a gun
Cupid's got a gun
Now who said he's a lover
Really he's a murderer

Cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Cupid's got a gun
And he shot me with it
Now who said he's a lover
Really he's a murderer