Lirik Lagu Only - Nicki Minaj (feat. Drake, Lil Wayne & Chris Brown)
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[Nicki Minaj:]Yo, I never fucked Wayne, I never fucked DrakeOn my life, man, fuck's sakeIf I did I'd menage with 'em and let 'em eat my ass like a cupcakeMy man full, he just ate, I don't duck nobody but tapeYeah, that was a setup for a punchline on duct tapeWorried 'bout if my butt fakeWorry 'bout ya'll niggas, us straightThese girls are my sons, Jon and Kate Plus EightWhen I walk in, sit up straight, I don't give a fuck if I was lateDinner with my man on a G5 is my idea of a updateHut hut one, hut hut two, big titties, big butt tooFuck with them real niggas who don't tell niggas what they're up toHad to show bitches where the top is, ring finger where the rock isThese hoes couldn't test me even if their name was Pop QuizBad bitches who I fuck with', mad bitches we don't fuck with'I don't fuck with' them chickens unless their last name is cutletLet it soak in like seasoningAnd tell them bitches, blow me, Lance Stephenson
[Chris Brown:]Raise every bottle and cup in the skySparks in the air like the Fourth of JulyNothing but bad bitches in here tonightOh, if you lame and you know it be quietNothing but real niggas only, bad bitches onlyRich niggas only, independent bitches onlyBoss niggas only, thick bitches onlyI got my real niggas here by my side, only
[Drake:]I never fucked Nicki 'cause she got a manBut when that's over then I'm first in lineAnd the other day in her MaybachI thought God-damn, this is the perfect timeWe had just come from that videoYou know LA traffic, how the city slowShe was sitting down on that big buttBut I was still staring at the titties thoughYeah, low-key or maybe high-keyI been peeped that you like me, you knowWho the fuck you really wanna be with besides me?I mean, it doesn't take much for us to do this shit quietlyI mean, she say I'm obsessed with thick women and I agreeYeah, that's right, I like my girls BBW, yeahType to wanna suck you dry and then eat some lunch with youYeah, so thick that everybody else in the room is so uncomfortableAss on Houston Texas, but the face look just like Claire HuxtableOh, yeah, you the man in the city when the mayor fuck with youThe NBA players fuck with youThe bad ass bitches doing makeup and hair fuck with youOh, that's 'cause I believe in something, I stand for itAnd Nicki if you ever try to fuckJust give me the heads-up so I can plan for it(Pinkprint, aye)
[Chris Brown:]Raise every bottle and cup in the skySparks in the air like the Fourth of JulyNothing but bad bitches in here tonightOh, if you lame and you know it be quietNothing but real niggas only, bad bitches onlyRich niggas only, independent bitches onlyBoss niggas only, thick bitches onlyI got my real niggas here by my side, only
[Lil' Wayne:]I never fucked Nic and that's fucked upIf I did fuck she'd be fucked upWhoever is hittin' ain't hittin' it right'Cause she act like she need dick in her lifeBut that's another story, I'm no story tellerI piss greatness like goldish yellowAll my goons so overzealousI'm from Hollygrove, the holy MeccaCalendar say I got money for daysI squirm and I shake, but I'm stuck in my waysMy girlfriend would beat a bitch up if she wavedThey bet' not fuck with her surfboard, surfboardMy eyes are so bright, I take cover for shadeDon't have my money? Take mother's insteadYou got the hiccups, you swallow the truthThen I make you burp, boy, treat beef like sirloinI'm talkin' 'bout running in houses with army gunsSo think about your son and daughter roomsGot two hoes with me, masked up, they got smaller gunsAin't thinkin' 'bout your son and daughter roomsThis shit is crazy, my niggaI mean brazy, my niggaThat money talk, I just rephrase it, my niggaBlood gang take the "b" off behavior, my niggaFor reals if you mouth off I blow your face offI mean pop-pop-pop then I take off, niggaNow you see me, nigga, now you don'tLike Jamie Foxx acting like Ray Charles16 in the clip, one in the chamber17 ward bully with 17 bulletsMy story is how I went from poor meTo please pour me a drink and celebrate with me
[Chris Brown:]Raise every bottle and cup in the skySparks in the air like the Fourth of JulyNothing but bad bitches in here tonightOh, if you lame and you know it be quietYoung Mula, baby!Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches onlyRich niggas only, independent bitches onlyBoss niggas only, thick bitches onlyI got my real niggas here by my side, only
[Chris Brown:]Raise every bottle and cup in the skySparks in the air like the Fourth of JulyNothing but bad bitches in here tonightOh, if you lame and you know it be quietNothing but real niggas only, bad bitches onlyRich niggas only, independent bitches onlyBoss niggas only, thick bitches onlyI got my real niggas here by my side, only
[Drake:]I never fucked Nicki 'cause she got a manBut when that's over then I'm first in lineAnd the other day in her MaybachI thought God-damn, this is the perfect timeWe had just come from that videoYou know LA traffic, how the city slowShe was sitting down on that big buttBut I was still staring at the titties thoughYeah, low-key or maybe high-keyI been peeped that you like me, you knowWho the fuck you really wanna be with besides me?I mean, it doesn't take much for us to do this shit quietlyI mean, she say I'm obsessed with thick women and I agreeYeah, that's right, I like my girls BBW, yeahType to wanna suck you dry and then eat some lunch with youYeah, so thick that everybody else in the room is so uncomfortableAss on Houston Texas, but the face look just like Claire HuxtableOh, yeah, you the man in the city when the mayor fuck with youThe NBA players fuck with youThe bad ass bitches doing makeup and hair fuck with youOh, that's 'cause I believe in something, I stand for itAnd Nicki if you ever try to fuckJust give me the heads-up so I can plan for it(Pinkprint, aye)
[Chris Brown:]Raise every bottle and cup in the skySparks in the air like the Fourth of JulyNothing but bad bitches in here tonightOh, if you lame and you know it be quietNothing but real niggas only, bad bitches onlyRich niggas only, independent bitches onlyBoss niggas only, thick bitches onlyI got my real niggas here by my side, only
[Lil' Wayne:]I never fucked Nic and that's fucked upIf I did fuck she'd be fucked upWhoever is hittin' ain't hittin' it right'Cause she act like she need dick in her lifeBut that's another story, I'm no story tellerI piss greatness like goldish yellowAll my goons so overzealousI'm from Hollygrove, the holy MeccaCalendar say I got money for daysI squirm and I shake, but I'm stuck in my waysMy girlfriend would beat a bitch up if she wavedThey bet' not fuck with her surfboard, surfboardMy eyes are so bright, I take cover for shadeDon't have my money? Take mother's insteadYou got the hiccups, you swallow the truthThen I make you burp, boy, treat beef like sirloinI'm talkin' 'bout running in houses with army gunsSo think about your son and daughter roomsGot two hoes with me, masked up, they got smaller gunsAin't thinkin' 'bout your son and daughter roomsThis shit is crazy, my niggaI mean brazy, my niggaThat money talk, I just rephrase it, my niggaBlood gang take the "b" off behavior, my niggaFor reals if you mouth off I blow your face offI mean pop-pop-pop then I take off, niggaNow you see me, nigga, now you don'tLike Jamie Foxx acting like Ray Charles16 in the clip, one in the chamber17 ward bully with 17 bulletsMy story is how I went from poor meTo please pour me a drink and celebrate with me
[Chris Brown:]Raise every bottle and cup in the skySparks in the air like the Fourth of JulyNothing but bad bitches in here tonightOh, if you lame and you know it be quietYoung Mula, baby!Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches onlyRich niggas only, independent bitches onlyBoss niggas only, thick bitches onlyI got my real niggas here by my side, only
