Pull up in the monster Automobile gangster With a bad b-tch that came from Sri Lanka Yeah I’m in that Tonka, colour of Willy Wonka You could be the King but watch the Queen conquer Ok first things first I’ll eat your brains Then I’mma start rocking gold teeth and fangs Casue that’s what a muthaf-cking monster do Hairdresser from milan, thats what monster do Monster Giuseppe heel that’s the monster shoe Young money is the roster and the monster crew And I’m all up all up all up in the bank with the funny face And if I’m fake I aint notice cause my money aint So let me get this straight wait I’m the rookie But my features and my shows ten times your pay 50k for a verse no album out! Yeah my money’s so tall that my barbie’s gotta climb it Hotter than a middle eastern climate Find it 20 mataran dutty whine it While it, nicki on a pit while I sign it How these n-ggas so one-track minded But really really I don’t give a F-U-C-K Forget barbie f-ck nicki she’s fake She’s on a diet but my pockets eating cheese cake And I’ll say boy the Chucky is Child’s play Just killed another career it’s a mild day Besides ‘Ye they can’t stand besides me I think me, you and (?) menage friday Pink wig thick ass give em whip lash I think big get cash make em blink fast Now look at what you just saw I think this is what you live for Aaahhhh, I’m a muthaf-cking monster!
[Nicki Minaj] Excuse me but who are you fixin' to be Let them muthafuckas know its plenty fish in the sea And he sweatin' me just cause I got the tightest hole But I couldn't find that th-thing wit a microscope Give me dome, dome, d-d-d-d-d dome, dome, dome I ain't trippin on yo money, money long, long, long Want my own tv production company So tell Harpo to hit me Celie do you want to sit on the back while i wheelie really? really!? No for real, really? Laid out on the beach they be feedin me my catfishes Cause it's raining men Fat bitches
Maybe You Died Cuz Everybody Ask Me Where You At I Try To Channel You In Hopes That I Could Stare You Back But Its Like Every Intersection We Just Missed Eachotha You Got Your Fans Waitin Tell Me You Aint 6 Feet Under And Tell Me That You Coming Back That You Just To A Break Maybe I Blamed You For Everything That Was My Mistake In Hindsight I Loved Your Rawness And I Loved Your Edge Cuz It Was You Who Talked Me Down From Jumpin Off The Ledge Your Earings Bamboo, Your Long Nails Too Your BMW Everytime You Came Through You Was The Braveheart You Stole Wayne Heart You Never Switched It Up You Played The Same Part But I Needed To Grow And I Needed To Know That There Were Somethings Inside Of Me That I Need To Show So I Just Deaded You Left You In All Black But Dear Old Nicki Please Call Back
Stepped up in the party like my name was “that b***h”. All these haters mad because I’m so established. They know I’m a beast, yeah I’m a f**king 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.