SUBMIT LYRICS
Top 100
Album releases
artists
Community
French
Spanish
Portuguese
Correction Lyrics
Sexy back
by
Nicki Minaj
Back
Lyrics
Mía que quien And I'm up in the mix If I ain't up in the 5, then I'm driving the 6 Then you owe a couple thou' if you step on my kicks Trying ask me for a hit, b*t*h you're making me sick Trying match with the queen mean more than a dub I'm the kinda b*t*h that freebase in the club Wanna, test my crazy, will get touched Put the mace in your face, b*t*h that's what's up I'm dirty, but my diamonds clean You're blinded by the way that my diamonds gleam See, I'm the kinda b*t*h that got finer things I want, luxury and designer jeans You can catch me in Vegas Catch me in Tokyo Catch me on the d**k tryna ride like a rodеo Yeehaw, I'mma ride it good You can eat me likе I'm Little Red Riding Hood Yo, I'ma give 'em what they asked for On my James Brown flow with my afro, uh Tell 'em meet me in the back though And they better have my motherf**kin' cash flow When I'm chillin' out in Houston with the Astros And they know that I get flyer than an acrobat They can't see me from the back row, back I shut it down with my clique though, clack I know what I don't know Always pregnant with some sons but I don't show, uh New York, I'm in SoHo Gotta hit the UK for some promo, uh On it, I'm not entertained Me and you are not the same Bringing it back like Rogaine Let us do us like romaine Walk right by the line in my mink Got a gram of moon rock slipped in my drink Gotta hit the bathroom, straight to the sink Chop a line, get a hit, I'm gone in a blink Of the public eye, f**k being shy I'mma serve it up, b*t*h, you can eat this pie Wait, I dip to the back of the room Got my head on the wall when the ba** ba boom Kaboom b*t*h, I ate this, flipped this and paid this Two times the pu**y, I should be on the A-list Famous, you're never gonna bring it to me When I jiggle in the Gucci, know I got it for free B*t*h coming for me? Uh-uh, no luck Mean mugging me when I give no f**k Don't press me, b*t*h, you don't impress me Talk that talk and this could get messy, uh Sky dweller check, helicopter pad Droppin' off a body bag Money talk, guess I got the gift of gab Don't interject, don't intercept You ain't on a jet, you ain't meet a b*t*h with this kinda money yet Yeah, I got an Audemar, I ain't set the time once And I know they say they shine, I ain't seen 'em shine once All these rappers is my sons, and I'm always nine months Man if this was baseball, I ain't let 'em slide once Do you see now? You playin' D now? Oh, you wanna beat me, how? Oh, you the number one draft in the league now? Ride down ya block, doors 12 o'clock Lambo, the drop, bike n***as, ain't stoppin' for a cop (N***a) I got this sh*t locked tighter than a bear hug When them b*t*hes rap, n***as need an earplug
music video
Your name will be published. Leave fields blanks to remain anonymous.
Submit
Modal title
×
Insert media
Video URL?
(YouTube, Vimeo, Instagram, DailyMotion, Soundcloud)
×
Remember me
Lost password
Sign in
Register