LYRIC
Only Lyrics by Nicki Minaj Ft. Drake, Lil Wayne & Chris Brown, from the album “The Pinkprint“, music has been produced by Cirkut, JMIKE & Dr. Luke, and Only song lyrics are penned down by Nicki Minaj, Drake, Lil Wayne, Chris Brown, Cirkut, Dr. Luke, R. City & Theron Thomas.
Only Lyrics
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 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
Wo-Worried ’bout y’all ni**as, us straight
Th-These girls are my sons
Jo-Jon & Kate Plus Eight
When I walk in, zip 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 butt too
Fu-f*ck with them real ni**as
Who don’t tell ni**as 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 f*ck with
Ma-Ma-Mad bitches 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 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 ni**as only, bad bitches only
Rich ni**as only, independent bitches only
Boss ni**as only, thick bitches only
I got my real ni**as here by my side (Yeah), only
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, “Goddamn, this is the perfect time”
We had just come from that video
You know, L.A. traffic, how the city slow
She was sittin’ down on that big butt
But I was still starin’ at the titties though
Yeah, low-key or maybe high-key
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 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 f*ck with you
The NBA players f*ck with you
The bad-ass bitches doin’ makeup and hair f*ck with you, oh
That’s ’cause I believe in somethin’, I stand for it
And Nicki, if you ever tryna f*ck
Just give me the heads-up, so I can plan for it
Raise every bottle and cup in the sky (Pinkprint, 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 ni**as only, bad bitches only
Rich ni**as only, independent bitches only
Boss ni**as only, thick bitches only
I got my real ni**as here by my side, only
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 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 wave
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, masked up, they got smaller guns
Ain’t thinkin’ ’bout your son and daughter rooms
This shit is crazy, my ni**a
I mean brazy, my ni**a
That money talk, I just rephrase it, my ni**a
Blood gang, take the “B” off behavior, my ni**a
For reals, if you mouth off, I blow your face off
I mean “pop-pop-pop,” then I take off
Ni**a, now you see me, ni**a, now you don’t
Like Jamie Foxx actin’ like Ray Charles
Sixteen in a clip, one in the chamber
17 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
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 ni**as only, bad bitches only
Rich ni**as only, independent bitches only
Boss ni**as only, thick bitches only
I got my real ni**as here by my side, only
SONG INFO:
Song: Only
Artist: Nicki Minaj Ft. Drake, Lil Wayne & Chris Brown
Album: The Pinkprint (2014)
Music: Cirkut, JMIKE & Dr. Luke
Lyrics: Nicki Minaj, Drake, Lil Wayne, Chris Brown, Cirkut, Dr. Luke, R. City & Theron Thomas
