Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Nicki Minaj – Roman's Revenge Lyrics (feat. Eminem)

has-been
Yeah, I said it, has-been
Hang it up, flatscreen
(Haha) Plasma
Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma
I got the pumps, it ain`t got medicine
I got bars, sentencin`
I`m a bad bitch, I`m a cunt
And I`ll kick that hoe, punt
Force trauma, blunt
You meet the back, bitch, I`m in the front
You take a job, this ain`t cuttin` it
Nicki Minaj is who you ain`t fuckin` with
You lil` fraggle rock, I get you with a pad-a-lock
I am a movie, camera block
You outta work, I know it`s tough
But enough is enough

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

(Eminem)

I ain`t into S&M, but my whip`s off the chain
A slight bead of candy paint drips off the frame
Twisted-ass mind, got a pretzel for a brain
An eraser for a head, fuckin` pencil for a frame
You don`t wish it then peel off, bitch
Every last woman on Earth I`ll kill off,
and I still wouldn`t know you, slut
So wipe the grin on your grill off,
I trust to God I`ll make a Happy Meal off
Get the wheels turnin`, spin, and roll off
Snap the axel in half, bust the tie-rod
Quit hollerin` "Why, God?" He ain`t got shit to do with it
Bygones`ll never be bygones, so won`t be finished swallowin` my wad
I ain`t finished blowin` it, nice bra
Hope it`ll fit a tough titty, bitch
Life`s hard, I trust to God, life is a dumb blonde white broad
With fake tits and a bad dye job
Who just spit in my fuckin` face and called me a fuckin` tightwad
So eventually I broke down and bought her an iPod
And caught her stealin` my music, so I tied her arms and legs to the bed
Set up the camera and pissed twice on her
Look, two pees and a tripod!
The lesson to the floor is, life`s treatin` you like dry sod?
Kick it second in its face, my God
It`s Shadowy and Nicki Minaj, you might see the sight quite odd
But don`t ask why, bitch (Ask why not)
The wo-world is my punchin` bag and
If I`m garbage, you`re a lot of maggots
Make that face, go on, scrunch it up at me
Show me the place so I can lunge and round it
Like a, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
You drop off, off, they musta bumped your wagon
You musta went off the back, I`m `bout to go off the thick end
I told you to remain in your lane, you just choked in traffic

(Nicki Minaj)

(I-I-I-I-Is) Is this the thanks that I get for puttin` you bitches on?
Is it my mistake that all of you bitches gone?
Shoulda sent a thank-you note, you little ho
Now I`ma wrap your coffin with a bow
(Ni-ni-ni) "Nicki, she`s just mad `do you took the spot"
Word, that bitch mad `cause I took the spot?
Well, bitch, if you ain`t shittin`, then get off the pot
Got some niggas out in Brooklyn that`ll off your top
I-I-I-I see them mumblin`, I see the cacklin`
I got `em scared, shook, panickin`
Overseas, church, Vatican
You at a stand, still, mannequin
You wanna sleep on me? Overnight?
I`m the motherfuckin` boss, overwrite
And when I pluck up, vroom, motorbike
Now all my niggas gettin` bucked, overbite
I see them dusty-ass Filas, Levi`s
Raggedy anns, holes in your knee-highs
I claim the play, now do you see why?
These bitches callin` me Manning, Eli
(Manning, Eli! Ma, ma-ma-ma-ma, Manning, Eli
These bitches callin` me (Manning, Eli)

(Eminem)

A-a-a-a-all you li`l faggots can blow it
No homo, but I`ma stick it to `em like refrigerator magnets
And I`m crooked enough to make straitjackets bend
Yeah, look who`s back again, bitch, keep actin` as if
You get the same passion I have
Yeah, right, still hungry, my ass
You assdicks had gastric bypass
Ain`t hot enough to set flame to dry grass
And `round as red as hair on eyelids (Eyelash!)
Go get a flyin` leap of faith off a fuckin` balcony
`Fore I thrust a falcon wing up your fly ass
You love what time it is, so why ask?
When Shady and Nicki`s worlds class
It`s (high class) meets (white trash)

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

Roman! Roman!
Stop it, stop it!
You`ve gone mad, mad, I assure you, mad!
You and this boy Slim Shady!
What`s goin` on?
They`ll lock you away!
They`ll put you in a jail cell!
I promise!
Take your mother`s warning, Roman
Pleaaaaaaase
Back to bed! Run along!
Let`s go! Come on!

(Nicki Minaj)

I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin
So far ahead, these bums is laggin`
See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin`
I`m startin` to look like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
I`m startin` to look like a dungeon dragon
Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin`
So know I seem like gettin` back to a

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