Only Karaoke - Nicki Minaj

This title is a cover of Only as made famous by Nicki Minaj
feat. Drake, Lil Wayne & Chris Brown

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About

In the same key as the original: G♯m
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Release date: 2014
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, R&B, In English
Original songwriter: Dwayne Carter, Theron Thomas, Timothy Thomas, Nicki Minaj, Dr. Luke, Jeremy Michael Coleman, Cirkut, Drake, Chris Brown

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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
Wo-wo-wo-worried 'bout if my butt fake
Worry worry 'bout y'all niggas us straight
Th-these girls are my sons
Jo-John and Kate Plus Eight
When I walk in sit up straight
I don't give a fuck if I was late
Dinner with my man on a G five is my idea of a update
Hut-hut one hut-hut two big titties big butt too
Fu-fuck with them real niggas
Who don't tell niggas what they up to
Had to show bitches where the top is ri-ring finger where the rock is
The-these hoes couldn't test me
Even if their name was Pop Quiz
Bad bitches who I fuck with ma-ma-ma-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 here by my side only
Yeah
I never fucked Nicki 'cos 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 then eat some lunch with you
Yeah so thick that errbody 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 'cos 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 and cup in the sky pinkprint ay
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
'Cos 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 messed up they got smaller guns
Ain't thinkin' '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
Seventeen 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 ah
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

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