paroles de chanson Only - Target Version - Nicki Minaj feat. Drake, Lil Wayne & Chris Brown
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
Worried
'bout
if
my
butt
fake
Worry
'bout
y'all
niggas,
us
straight
These
girls
are
my
sons
Jon
& 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
G5
is
my
idea
of
a
update
Hut-hut
one,
hut-hut
two
Big
titties,
big
butt
too
Fuck-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
Th-these
hoes
couldn't
test
me
Even
if
their
name
was
Pop
Quiz
Bad
bitches
who
I
fuck
with
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
Nothin'
but
bad
bitches
in
here
tonight
Oh,
if
you
lame
and
you
know
it,
be
quiet
Nothin'
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
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,
"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
and
then
eat
some
lunch
with
you
Yeah,
so
thick
that
everybody
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
'cause
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,
Pinkprint
Raise
every
bottle
and
cup
in
the
sky
(ayy)
Sparks
in
the
air
like
the
Fourth
of
July
Nothin'
but
bad
bitches
in
here
tonight
Oh,
if
you
lame
and
you
know
it,
be
quiet
Nothin'
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
'Cause
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,
masked
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
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"
Raise
every
bottle
and
cup
in
the
sky
Sparks
in
the
air
like
the
Fourth
of
July
Nothin'
but
bad
bitches
in
here
tonight
Oh,
if
you
lame
and
you
know
it,
be
quiet
(Young
Mula,
baby)
Nothin'
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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4 Get on Your Knees
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6 Only - Target Version
7 Want Some More - Target Version
8 Four Door Aventador - Target Version
9 Favorite - Target Version
10 Buy A Heart - Target Version
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13 The Night Is Still Young
14 Pills n Potions
15 Bed Of Lies - Target Version
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18 Shanghai
19 Win Again
20 Mona Lisa
21 Put You in a Room
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