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Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Nicki Minaj - Roman's Revenge 2.0 (Remix) Lyrics (Ft. Lil Wayne)

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Nicki Minaj - Roman's Revenge 2.0 (Remix) (Ft. Lil Wayne)

I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin
so far ahead, these bums is lagging
see me in that new thing, bums is gagging
I’m starting to feel like a dungeon dragon
rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
I’m starting to feel like a dungeon dragon
look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzing
so f-ck I look like getting back to a has-been
yeah, I said it, has-been
hang it up, flatscreen, haha, plasma
hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma
I got the pumps, it ain’t got medicine
I got bars, sentencing
I’m a bad bitch, I’m a cunt
and I’ll kick that hoe, punt
forced trauma, blunt
you play the back, bitch, I’m in the front
you need a job, this ain’t cutting it
Nicki Minaj is who you ain’t f-cking with
You li’l brag a lot, I beat you with a pad-a-lock
I am a movie, camera block
you outta work, I know it’s tough
but enough is enough

Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

I eat your face off
You n-ggas sweet as pie like this is a bake off
I love Nicki’s curves, swing at the baseball
I beat your brakes off
H-H-Hi, I’m Tune’, salt in the wound
I’m up in this bitch, pardon the goons
Throw dirt on the floor and get caught in the broom
I like a big wet p-ssy with a fork and a spoon
I got money and the power
a woman in the shower
And she don’t want nothin’ but my johnson, Howard
Sour D’s and a swisher sweet, sweet and sour
You scared? Go to church, say your prayers, read a Bible
Huh, I don’t know what y’all on
Please, I go in like goin’
Drink drink in my hand with the world in the other
The uzi go brrrrrrr, stutter
Ha, life is a puzzle, jigsaw
All I do is win, my name should be Victor
Old-ass rappers, I’m still the shit, old-ass Pampers
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Foie gras, I hear you ducks is quackin’
I’m just pluckin’ my ashes, I’ma puff it and pass it
I’m a f-ckin’ assassin, you should jump in a casket

Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Rah, rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

(I-I-I-I-Is) Is this the thanks that I get for putting you bitches on?
is it my fault that all of you bitches gone?
shoulda sent a thank you note, you little ho
now I’ma wrap your coffin with a bow
“N-N-N-Nicki, she’s just mad ’cause you took the spot”
word, that bitch mad ’cause I took the spot?
Well, bitch, if you ain’t sh-tting, then get off the pot
Got some n-ggas out in Brooklyn that’ll off your top
I-I-I-I hear them mumbling, I hear the cackling
I got ‘em scared, shook, panicking
overseas, church, Vatican
you at a stand, still, mannequin
you wanna sleep on me? Overnight?
I’m the motherf-cking boss, overwrite
and when I pull up, vroom, motorbike
now all my n-ggas gettin’ bucked, overbite
I see them dusty-ass Filas, Levi’s
raggedy-ass, holes in your knee-highs
I call the play, now do you see why?
these bitches calling me Manning, Eli
(Manning, Eli!)
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-Manning, Eli
These bitches calling me (Manning, Eli)

Monday, December 20, 2010

Nicki Minaj - Remy Revenge Lyrics Ft. Eminem

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Nicki Minaj - Remy Revenge Ft. Eminem

(Nicki Minaj)

I am not Jasmine, I’m Aladdin
So far ahead, these bums is laggin’
See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin’
I’m startin’ to feel like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
I’m startin’ to feel like a dungeon dragon
Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin’
So fuck I look like gettin’ back to a has-been?
Yeah, I said it, has-been
Hang it up, flatscreen
(Haha) Plasma
Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma
I got the pumps, it ain’t got medicine
I got bars, Xenocin
I’m a bad bitch, I’m a cunt
And I’ll kick that hoe, punt
Forced trauma, blunt
You play the back, bitch, I’m in the front
You need a job, this ain’t cuttin’ it
Nicki Minaj is who you ain’t fuckin’ with
You li’l brag a lot, I beat you with a pad-a-lock
I am a movie, camera block
You outta work, I know it’s tough
But enough is enough

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

(Eminem)

I ain’t into S&M, but my whip’s off the chain
A little drop of candy paint drips off the frame
Twisted-ass mind, got a pretzel for a brain
An eraser for a head, fuckin’ pencil for a frame
You don’t like it then peel off, bitch
Every last woman on Earth I’ll kill off, and I still wouldn’t fuck you, slut
So wipe the smile on your grill off, I swear to God I’ll piss a Happy Meal off
Get the wheels turnin’, spin, and wheel off
Snap the axel in half, bust the tie-rod
Quit hollerin’ “Why, God?” He ain’t got shit to do with it
Bygones’ll never be bygones, so won’t be finished swallowin’ my wad
I ain’t finished blowin’ it, nice bra
Hope it’ll fit a tough titty, bitch
Life’s hard, I swear to God, life is a dumb blonde white broad
With fake tits and a bad dye job
Who just spit in my fuckin’ face and called me a fuckin’ tightwad
So finally I broke down and bought her an iPod
And caught her stealin’ my music, so I tied her arms and legs to the bed

Set up the camera and pissed twice on her
Look, two pees and a tripod!
The moral to the story is, life’s treatin’ you like dry sod?
Kick it back in its face, my God
It’s Shady and Nicki Minaj, you might find the sight quite odd
But don’t ask why, bitch (Ask why not)

The wo-world is my punchin’ bag and
If I’m garbage, you’re a bunch of maggots
Make that face, go on, scrunch it up at me
Show me the target so I can lunge and attack it

Like a, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
You fell off, off, they musta bumped your wagon
You musta went off the back, I’m ’bout to go off the deep end
I told you to stay in your lane, you just choked in traffic

(Nicki Minaj)

(I-I-I-I-Is) Is this the thanks that I get for puttin’ you bitches on?
Is it my fault that all of you bitches gone?
Shoulda sent a thank-you note, you little ho
Now I’ma wrap your coffin with a bow
(Ni-ni-ni) “Nicki, she’s just mad ’cause you took the spot”
Word, that bitch mad ’cause I took the spot?
Well, bitch, if you ain’t shittin’, then get off the pot
Got some ***** out in Brooklyn that’ll off your top
I-I-I-I hear them mumblin’, I hear the cacklin’
I got ‘em scared, shook, panickin’
Overseas, church, Vatican
You at a stand, still, mannequin
You wanna sleep on me? Overnight?
I’m the motherfuckin’ boss, overwrite
And when I pull up, vroom, motorbike
Now all my ***** gettin’ bucked, overbite
I see them dusty-ass Filas, Levi’s
Raggedy-ass, holes in your knee-highs
I call the play, now do you see why?
These bitches callin’ me Manning, Eli
(Manning, Eli!) Ma, ma-ma-ma-ma, Manning, Eli
These bitches callin’ me (Manning, Eli)

(Eminem)

A-a-a-a-all you li’l faggots can suck it
No home, but I’ma stick it to ‘em like refrigerator magnets
And I’m crooked enough to make straitjackets bend
Yeah, look who’s back again, bitch, keep actin’ as if
You have the same passion that I have
Yeah, right, still hungry, my ass
You assdicks had gastric bypass
Ain’t hot enough to set fire to dry grass
And ’bout as violent as hair on eyelids (Eyelash!)
Go take a flyin’ leap of faith off a fuckin’ balcony
‘Fore I shove a falcon wing up your fly ass
You know what time it is, so why ask?
When Shady and Nicki’s worlds class
It’s (high class) meets (white trash)

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

Grown men! Grown men!
Stop it, stop it!
You’ve gone mad, mad, I tell you, mad!
You and this boy Slim Shady!
What’s goin’ on?
They’ll lock you away!
They’ll put you in a jail cell!
I promise!
Take your mother’s warning, Roman
Pleaaaaaaase
Back to bed! Run along!
Let’s go! Come on!
Wash your mouth out with soap, boys
(Boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys…)

Friday, December 17, 2010

Busta Rhymes – Roman’s Revenge Remix Lyrics (ft. Nicki Minaj)

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Busta Rhymes – Roman’s Revenge Remix (ft. Nicki Minaj)

[Busta Rhymes: A Tribe Called Quest - "Scenario" Sample]
as I combine all the juice from the mind
Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind
RRRAH RRRAH like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon…

[Nicki Minaj]
I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin
So far ahead, these bums is laggin’
See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin’
I’m startin’ to feel like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
I’m startin’ to feel like a dungeon dragon
Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin’
So f-ck I look like gettin’ back to a has-been?
Yeah, I said it, has-been
Hang it up, flatscreen
(Haha) Plasma
Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma
I got the pumps, it ain’t got medicine
I got bars, sentence’n
I’m a bad bitch, I’m a cunt
And I’ll kick that hoe, punt
Forced trauma, blunt
You play the back, bitch, I’m in the front
You need a job, this ain’t cuttin’ it
Nicki Minaj is who you ain’t f-ckin’ with
You li’l brag a lot, I beat you with a pad-a-lock
I am a movie, camera block
You outta work, I know it’s tough
But enough is enough

[Hook]
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

[Busts Rhymes]
Nicki, how you gon’ take my hot line and make it a hot song?
like I aint s’posed to step on ths shit like King Kong
see as a child I was born with an old soul
see I would breath heavy, flame would shoot out of my nose hole (haaa, haaa)
so much shit, diapers love to play with matches
and drink all the fluid outta lighters
from when I was a child I knew that most of y’al was
was diggin my news and watching biggest bugger
loose in the head, like f-ck what the law says
might be the mental with the permanent wrinkle in my forehead
boys head beef if you wanted to peak lane
murder n-ggas with the fire then bounce through a heat game
tie you up like bikes to a rail
and with your little cheap chain
and uncomfortable hang you from the side of a building
till see you been lame?
yo why’d you cut it off for?
don’t you see what I’m doing to this sh-t
supposed to know how I’m directing these flicks
and everywhere was you getting on the remix
cause this is something I’ve fathered and mastered
and plastered till they started calling me sick bastard
I’m drastic when it comes to reminding you
who’s responsible for the classic
and I burn a whole in the street like a was acid
everytime I jump on the beat this sh-t get tragic
while you getting your ass kicked
like a kick and a punch laps like two chops
kinda like pong ping
but ? freedom until he thinking he Tupac
we both ?, rope ‘em and them drag em a few blocks (horrible)
uh uh uhh, the muscle of the street move
part of me, ugh
suffering the beat
ugh, take an elbow and scuffle in the heat
like a n-gga that was grinding and was hustling for weeks
so I rush the rush than I black
then I came through when I gave the streets crack
controlling the function, throughout despair
everybody put your muthaf-cking hands in the air
thats how I do ‘em
I do the kind of sh-t you can’t imagine
you are one of the nicest and I aint bragging
I make em all surrender til they see white flags
and they recognise I’m the original dungeon dragon
rah rah, like a dungeon dragon
change your f-cking drawers cause your pants are sagging
try to step to this, I will twist you in a turban
and have u smelling rank, like some old stale urine

[Hook]

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Nicki Minaj - Catch Me Lyrics

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Nicki Minaj - Catch Me

Extracurricular, ..I am ..particular …
That’s just ridiculous
We cut the ..of all these particulars
That could have been the homicide ..
You was in no state to speed loss
…was …
…chilling that ..
Think you was in the zone, you’re telling me hore
That will change when you got the phone call
That’s the fact they call us hore
I was running I the ..so please come back, I’ve given my ohhh

Chorus:
I’ve given my ohh,
Funny how you could always make me feel small,
I’m giving my ohh,
Give, catch me, I think I’m gonna fall,
I’m waiting for you,
I’m waiting on you, waiting boy
I’m under ..
I’m waiting on you,
I’m waiting for you, waiting boy
Could you catch me, could you catch me
Could you catch me, I’m waiting on you to catch me.

You want it so get the proof point,
You can always make me lose point,
And you can always make me conquer,
And maybe I should never take you from her,
… let the …
I am still trapped in your demention,
So I’ll be on the mountain waiting,
Cause I’m in need of more attention,
Could go back just to say some,
I’m a fool …
Lease call me too in destination,
Not doing well, explanation,
You succeeded in your attempts to make me
The best …to .. me
Funny how you always make me small
I’ve given my ohhh

[Chorus:]
OK, OK, OK, it’s whatever you say,
It’s whatever you say,
I’m not your ..,
I’m waiting for you,
I’m waiting on you, waiting boy
I’m under ..
I’m waiting on you,
I’m waiting for you, boy
Could you catch me, could you catch me
Could you catch me, could you catch me
Could you catch me, I’m waiting on you to catch me

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Nicki Minaj - Wave Ya Hand Lyrics

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Nicki Minaj - Wave Ya Hand

Wave Ya Hand if you if you look good
…if you look good
Wave Ya Hand if you if you look good
Anyway but you look good …
Wave Ya Hand if you if you look good
Those ..if you look good
Wave Ya Hand if you if you look good

I tell them anyway
‘cause we don’t care .. you say
You can’t stop me, I’m …stay
I do it, do it, the papa way
I might .., we operate
Bunnies to an …. to an ice
VIP…just right
And money go up in the air
Your hands in the air, like I wish I …
‘cause I, I, I, I’m in the .. sky
Then call me .. yes right size
…yes I’m .. yes but why ..
I am the reason why … bye bye

Chorus:
Wave Ya Hand if you if you look good
Those …if you look good
Wave Ya Hand if you if you look good
Anyway but you look good …
Wave Ya Hand if you if you look good
Those ..if you look good
Wave Ya Hand if you if you look good
I’m in ..if you look good.

OK, now this right here
To get me in trouble
‘cause when I stay above like ..in a ..
I’m always in a ..my love ..inside you
…hold as …
..place and let’s go
…I keep a lot of money up in the ..
And I’m ..I’m in the best road
… in the pet ..
‘cause I, I, I’m in the ..
And you choose hear me …
‘cause if it doesn’t come out till it ..
…lay in me ..

[Chorus:]
Ah ya ya ya yaaaa
Ah ya ya ya yaaaa

[Chorus:]

Monday, November 22, 2010

Nicki Minaj - Muny Lyrics

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Nicki Minaj - Muny

[Chorus:]

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

[Verse 1:]

Told y'all on Drake's shit, told y'all to fixate
Bitches want my old shit, buy my old mixtape
I ain't fuckin' with you bum bitches no more
Always in the club lookin' like a bozo
Talkin' 'bout money, we could have a conversation
Top five tax bracket in the population
Hatin' and I know they got a reason why
I ain't got to wonder if I want to lease or buy
And i dictate how I'm gonna piece the pie
I ain't talkin' about no muthafuckin pizza pie
Caus' I keep a bad bitch, booty big and the waist thin
Seen his little weiner, but we don't like Nathans
Na, homie you gon' need a bigger cock-pit
Caus when I fly, I be right behind the cockpit
(Aye, yo captian, aye yo cap', I, I don't wanna hear that navigation, baby pa'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin' to get some sleep, ya dig?)

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]

I'm in the UK but just for one day
Whose to say I won't come back again
Materialistic I'm narcissistic, my shoe game is mean it's so sadistic
I took a learjet to cop some lipstick, yeah I'mma risk it, I'm optimistic
I sip on Rosé you sip your mistake my flows' a biscuit short of a picnic
Okay, Versace Pythons, Louis aviators, Balenciagas and they gotta be the gladiators
Chanel lambskin, vintage Vanson, I'm on the bike doin' wheelies in a mansion
A lot of bad bitches on the pole dancin', Gucci bag just to put the coke cans in
(Hey, yo, Anna, hey yo Anna Wintour, I'ma need that cover baby girl, it's Pink Friday, ya dig)

[Chorus]

[Hook:]

Material, I'm always on that new shit
Material, this shit is exclusive
Material, material world for material girls (girls, girls, girls)
Material, don't ever get the truth bent
Material, I could get you the blueprint
Material, material world for material girls (girls, girls, girls)

[Outro:]

Material, material, ma-ma-material
Material, material, ma-ma-material
Material, material, ma-ma-material, girls (girls, girls, girls)
Material, material, ma-ma-material
Material, material, ma-ma-material
Material, material, ma-ma-material, girls