Interpret:

Nicki Minaj

Album:

Pink Friday

(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 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 f*ck 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 f*ckin' face and called me a f*ckin' 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 niggas 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 niggas gettin' bucked, overbite 
I see them dusty-ass Filas, Levi's 
Raggedy-ass, hoes 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 f*****s 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 f*ckin' 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 


Roman! Roman! 
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