Genius - The Nicki Minaj Index lyrics

Postpartum Politics Parental Control Oh you mad ho? You ain't headline You my son, b**h, and it's bedtime I send them on an errand then I son them like my children You couldn't get a fan if it was hanging from the ceiling To raise a child, it might take a village But I wouldn't know cause these b**hes my sons; yes, they was, and they still is These hoes my sons, I'm papa though I feed them b**hes wit papa dough No Responsibility All these b**hes my sons I'mma get ‘em a nanny Or the razor, yeah the razor She my son yeah, but I ain't raise her These hoes so musty hoes is so crusty These b**hes is my sons and I don't want custody Illegitimate Children She ain't a Nicki fan then the b**h def dumb You ain't my son you my muthaf**in step-son You my son, son, prodigal And you adopted, not even biological So f** a funny style fraud, tryna act hard Uhn, you my son, no daddy you a ba*tard Those n***as don't step on my damn Zanottis All them b**hes my sons but who's the Daddy? I put all you b**hes on to them good lace fronts Girls is my sons, carried them for 8 months And yes you're premature, Young Money to the core I might give you a ticket so you can come see the tour Perpetual Birthing Court side, you in the C Section I'm with them bloods you you with the C Section In Malibu I'm by a sea section And all these b**hes is my sons, yeah C-Section 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 Everybody get quiet when I'm starting the show Man, I'm birthing these artists and I'm starting to show And if you miss me, I'm swervin' sixes Goddamn, ain't even pregnant, but I'm birthin' b**hes No New Kids Use rubbers with 'em, I don't never raw these n***as More money than 'em, I'm-a son all these n***as I'm like, "Who's up?" Girls is used up These b**hes is my sons, I tied my tubes up! Yes, yes, I am ill I go in for the k** Hoes is my sons, birth control, I am on the pill Cookies That's 'cuz I'm a boss, lil mama, step your cookie up I'm a pro, and you be getting your rookie up Mommy you bad but Nicki is badder Step your cookies up, go get you a ladder Step your cookies up 'fore they crumble Don't be actin' like the cardinals and gone fumble Step your cookie up I'm a pro, and you be getting your rookie up And wen I pop dat p**y, I pop it on his Suzuki I pop it so crazy cookie, I'm rockin them daisy dukies I mean Rudy, I'm tutti-frutti And I got some good cookies, so they blew it and took it Don't lie you could see it in my eyes I got some good cookies and I got some good pie Want the cookie so I gotta Chips Ahoy! these n***as But I never iPhone, Android these n***as I said come here, let me show you how this cookie taste This that "Yeah, n***a, eat the cookie" face Ain't gotta give up no a** to get them bills paid We go to school and get a higher education My girl Nicki said, "Step them cookies up And you too can be a part of Barbie Nation Does "Nicki Minaj" ring a bell? Now I get'cha ching & my name bells ring - Oops, I mean my name ring bells, ding ding It was a quarter past 3 when I ran into Rells Didn't forget my keys but my name ring bells I am Nicki L.M.N.O.-winsky I mean my name ring bells like Tinky I mean Tinker Tell that n***a Link her Hit 'em, hit em, knock-knock, tell 'em let me in My name ring bells, b**h buzz me in And I was wondering if I could lip-sync on that You know my name ring (ding!) ring tinkerbells Jing-a-ling-a-ling, I show dem da middle finger ring Ting-a-ling-a-ling, school bell a-ring-a-ling Cause I got one leg up in the middle of the ring And that b**h better duck when that bell go "Ding!" Shoe Game Materialistic, I'm narcissistic My shoe game is mean it's so sadistic Say my shoe game nuts, so I call ‘em cashews Every other city there's another Nicki tattoo My chick bad, chef cookin' for me They say my shoe game crazy, the mental asylum lookin' for me No, them strippers ain't mad when I touch on them Russell Simmons shoe game, put a rush on them And I keep her fresh, her shoe game is crazy You knock a broad out for a dog, that's my baby Put My Cape On 'S' on my chest let me get my cape on He's so thugged out - Ghostface and Raekwon Didn't know what I was doing but I put on the cape Now it's, "Which world tour should I go on today?" I'm on that different type of high, h**n Put on my cape and hit the sky, h**ne! Put ya cape on, you a super ho Twenty twelve, I'm at the Super Bowl Give Me Brain! Tell that n***a Link her Cause I'm' looking for some good brains from a thinker Only if he give good brain, like a scholar Whoa, is that my cue? I'm looking for some brain to boost my IQ Hmm, Is that my cue? I'm looking for some brain to boost my IQ I'm like 5'2, My SAT scores was high too More brain than a IQ More head than a dread (my youte) These b**hes ain't in my lane Only b**hes in the plane is b**hes that give me brain! I heard she move them thangs, I think she f**in' Wayne She call herself Lewinsky, that means she give him brain n***as give me brain cause all of them n***as geeky Gimme brain, a**ume the position / Make me way smarter, like you was a magician Pretty gang, always keep them n***as on geek I said "Yes daddy I do, gimme brain like NYU" / I said "Teach me, n***a, teach me. All this learnin' here is by you"