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professor berry - nicki minaj’s “only” lyrics

[verse 1: nicki minaj]
yo! i never f-cked wayne, i never f-cked drake
on my life man, f-ck’s sake
if i did, i’d ménage with ’em and let ’em eat my -ss like a cupcake
my man full, he just ate, i don’t duck n-body but tape
yeah, that was a setup for a punchline on duct tape
worried ’bout if my b-tt fake, worry ’bout y’all n-gg-s, us straight
these girls are my sons, john & kate plus eight
when i walk in, sit up straight, i don’t give a f-ck if i was late
dinner with my man on a g5 is my idea of a update
hut-hut one, hut-hut two, big titties, big b-tt too
f-ck with them real n-gg-s who don’t tell n-gg-s what they up to
had to show b-tches where the top is, ring finger where the rock is
these hoes couldn’t test me, even if their name was pop quiz
bad b-tches who i f-ck with, mad b-tches we don’t f-ck with
i don’t f-ck with them chickens, unless they last name is cutlet
let it soak in like seasoning
and tell them b-tches blow me: lance stephenson

[hook: chris brown]
raise every bottle and cup in the sky
sparks in the air like the fourth of july
nothing but bad b-tches in here tonight
oh, if you lame and you know it be quiet
nothing but real n-gg-s only, bad b-tches only
rich n-gg-s only, independent b-tches only
boss n-gg-s only, thick b-tches only
i got my real n-gg-s here by my side, only

[verse 2: drake]
i never f-cked 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, “god d-mn, this is the perfect time”
we had just come from that video
you know la traffic, how the city slow
she was sitting down on that big b-tt
but i was still staring at the titties though
yeah, lowkey or maybe highkey
i been peeped that you like me, you know?
who the f-ck 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 to wanna suck you dry and then eat some lunch with you
yeah, so thick that everybody else in the room is so uncomfortable
-ss on houston texas, but the face look just like clair huxtable
oh, yeah, you the man in the city when the mayor f-ck with you
the nba players f-ck with you
the bad–ss b-tches doing makeup and hair f-ck with you
oh, that’s cause i believe in something, i stand for it
and nicki if you ever tryna f-ck just give me the heads-up
so i can plan for it
(pinkprint, aye)

[verse 3: lil wayne]
i never f-cked nick’ and that’s f-cked up
if i did f-ck, she’d be f-cked up
whoever is hittin’ ain’t hittin’ it right
cause she actin’ like she need d-ck in her life
that’s another story, i’m no story-teller
i p-ss 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 b-tch up if she waved
they bet’ not f-ck 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, messed up, they got smaller guns
ain’t thinkin’ bout your son and daughter rooms
this shit is crazy, my n-gg-, i been praising, my n-gg-
that money talk; i just rephrase it, my n-gg-
blood gang, take the “b” off behavior, my n-gg-
for reals, if you mouth off i blow your face off
i mean pop-pop-pop then i take off
n-gg-, now you see me, n-gg-, now you don’t
like jamie foxx acting like ray charles
16 in a clip, one in the chamber
17 ward bully with 17 bullets
my story is how i went from “poor me”
to “please pour me a drink and celebrate with me”

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