Nicki Minaj – Only ft. Drake, Lil Wayne, Chris Brown

By | December 12, 2014

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(static buzzing) (footsteps) (eerie exhaling) (static buzzing) (high pitch ringing) ♪ Yo ♪ ♪ I never fucked Wayne, ♪
I never fucked Drake ♪ On my life, man, ♪
fuck's sake ♪ If I did, ♪
I'd ménage with 'em ♪ And let 'em eat my ass ♪
like a cupcake ♪ My man full, ♪
he just ate ♪ I don't duck nobody, ♪
but tape ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ That was a setup ♪ ♪ For a punchline ♪
on duct tape ♪ Worried 'bout if my butt fake ♪ ♪ Worry 'bout y'all, niggas, ♪
us straight ♪ These girls are my sons ♪ ♪ Jon & Kate Plus 8 ♪ ♪ When I walk in, ♪
sit up straight ♪ I don't give a fuck ♪
if I was late ♪ Dinner with my man on a G5 ♪ ♪ Is my idea ♪
of a update ♪ Hut one ♪ ♪ Hut two ♪ ♪ Big titties, ♪
big butt too ♪ Fuck with them real niggas ♪ ♪ Who don't tell niggas ♪
what they up to ♪ Had to show bitches where the top is ♪ ♪ Ring finger where the rock is ♪ ♪ These hoes couldn't test me ♪ ♪ Even if their name was Pop Quiz ♪ ♪ Bad bitches who I fuck with ♪ ♪ Mad bitches we don't fuck with ♪

♪ I don't fuck with them chickens ♪ ♪ Unless they last name is Cutlet ♪ ♪ Let it soak in ♪ ♪ Like seasoning ♪ ♪ And tell them bitches blow me ♪ ♪ Lance Stephenson ♪ ♪ Raise every bottle and cup in the sky ♪ ♪ Sparks in the air like
the Fourth of July ♪ ♪ Nothing but bad
bitches in here tonight ♪ ♪ Oh, if you lame and
you know it, be quiet ♪ ♪ Nothing but real niggas only ♪ ♪ Bad bitches only ♪ ♪ Rich niggas only ♪ ♪ Independent bitches only ♪ ♪ Boss niggas only ♪ ♪ Thick bitches only ♪ ♪ I got my real niggas ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Here by my side ♪ ♪ Only ♪ ♪ I never fucked Nicki
'cause she got a man ♪ ♪ But when that's over ♪ ♪ Then I'm first in line ♪ ♪ And the other day, in her Maybach ♪ ♪ I thought, "Goddamn,
this is the perfect time" ♪ ♪ We had just come from that video ♪ ♪ You know, L.A. traffic,
how the city slow ♪ ♪ She was sitting down on that big butt ♪ ♪ But I was still staring ♪
at the titties though ♪ Yeah, low-key or maybe high-key ♪ ♪ I been peeped that
you like me, you know? ♪ ♪ Who the fuck you really
wanna be with besides me? ♪ ♪ I mean ♪ ♪ It doesn't take much for us ♪
to do this shit quietly ♪ I mean ♪

♪ She say I'm obsessed with thick women ♪ ♪ And I agree ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ That's right, I like my girls BBW ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Type that wanna suck you dry ♪ ♪ And then eat some lunch with you ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ So thick that everybody
else in the room ♪ ♪ Is so uncomfortable ♪ ♪ Ass on Houston Texas ♪ ♪ But the face look just
like Clair Huxtable ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Yeah, you the man in the city ♪ ♪ When the mayor fuck with you ♪ ♪ The NBA players fuck with you ♪ ♪ The bad-ass bitches doing
makeup and hair fuck with you ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ That's 'cause I believe in something ♪ ♪ I stand for it ♪ ♪ And Nicki if you ever tryna fuck ♪ ♪ Just give me the heads-up, ♪
so I can plan for it ♪ Raise every bottle ♪
♪ Pinkprint ♪ ♪ And cup in the sky ♪
♪ Aye ♪ ♪ Sparks in the air like
the Fourth of July ♪ ♪ Nothing but bad
bitches in here tonight ♪ ♪ Oh, if you lame and
you know it, be quiet ♪ ♪ Nothing but real niggas only ♪ ♪ Bad bitches only ♪ ♪ Rich niggas only ♪ ♪ Independent bitches only ♪ ♪ Boss niggas only ♪ ♪ Thick bitches only ♪ ♪ I got my real niggas here by my side ♪

♪ Only ♪ ♪ I never fucked Nick, ♪
and that's fucked up ♪ If I did fuck, ♪
she'd be fucked up ♪ Whoever is hittin', ♪
ain't hittin' it right ♪ 'Cause she act like ♪
she need dick in her life ♪ That's another story, ♪
I'm no story-teller ♪ I piss greatness, ♪
like goldish yellow ♪ All my goons so overzealous ♪ ♪ I'm from Hollygrove, ♪
the holy Mecca ♪ Calendar say I got money for days ♪ ♪ I squirm and I shake,
but I'm stuck in my ways ♪ ♪ My girlfriend will beat
a bitch up if she waved ♪ ♪ They bet' not fuck with
her surfboard, surfboard ♪ ♪ My eyes are so bright,
I take cover for shade ♪ ♪ Don't have my money,
take mothers instead ♪ ♪ You got the hiccups,
you swallowed the truth ♪ ♪ Then I make you burp, boy,
treat beef like sirloin ♪ ♪ I'm talkin' 'bout runnin'
in houses with army guns ♪ ♪ So think about your
son and daughter rooms ♪ ♪ Got two hoes with me, masked
up, they got smaller guns ♪ ♪ Ain't thinking 'bout your
son and daughter rooms ♪ ♪ This shit is crazy, my nigga ♪ ♪ I mean brazy, my nigga ♪ ♪ That money talk, I just
rephrase it, my nigga ♪ ♪ Blood gang, take the "b" off behavior ♪ ♪ My nigga, for reals ♪ ♪ If you mouth off, ♪
I blow your face off ♪ I mean "pop, pop, pop" ♪
then I take off ♪ Nigga, now you see me, ♪
nigga, now you don't ♪ Like Jamie Foxx acting
like Ray Charles ♪ ♪ Sixteen in a clip, ♪
one in the chamber ♪ 17 Ward bully with seventeen bullets ♪ ♪ My story is how I went from "poor me" ♪ ♪ To "please pour me a drink
and celebrate with me" ♪

♪ Raise every bottle and cup in the sky ♪ ♪ Sparks in the air like
the Fourth of July ♪ ♪ Nothing but bad
bitches in here tonight ♪ ♪ Oh, if you lame and
you know it, be quiet ♪ ♪ Young Mula, baby ♪ ♪ Nothing but real niggas only ♪ ♪ Bad bitches only ♪ ♪ Rich niggas only ♪ ♪ Independent bitches only ♪ ♪ Boss niggas only ♪ ♪ Thick bitches only ♪ ♪ I got my real niggas here by my side ♪ ♪ Only ♪ (high pitch ringing)

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