The Best Nicki Minaj Songs Of All Time

Best Lyrics:

I fly with the stars, in the skies
I am no longer trying to survive
I believe that life is a prize
But to live, doesn't mean you're alive

Don't worry 'bout me, and who I fire
I get what I desire, it's my empire
And yes, I call the shots, I am the umpire
I sprinkle holy water, upon a vampire

In this very moment, I'm king
In this very moment, I slayed Goliath with a sling
This very moment I bring
Put it on everything, that I will retire with the ring

Best Lyrics:

He said he came from Jamaica
He owned a couple acres
A couple fake visas 'cause he never got his papers
Gave up on love, f*cking with them heart breakers
But he was gettin' money with the movers and the shakers

He was mixed with a couple things
Ball like a couple rings
Bricks in the condo and grams to sing-sing
Left arm, baby, mother tatted

Five year bid up north when they ratted
Anyway, I felt him, helped him, put him on lock, seat belt him
Took him out to Belgium, welcome!

Best Lyrics:

Somebody please tell him who the eff I is
I am Nicki Minaj, I mack them dudes up
Back coupes up, and chuck the deuce up

Boy you got my heartbeat runnin' away
Beating like a drum and it's coming your way
Can't you hear that
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass?
He got that super bass

Best Lyrics:

Yo, what I gotta do to show these girls that I own 'em?
Some call me Nicki, and some call me Roman
Skeeza, pleeza, I'm in Ibiza, whoa
Giuseppe Zanotti, my own sneaker
Sexy, sexy, that's all I do
If you need a bad b*tch
Let me call a few
Pumps on and them little mini skirts is out
I see some good girls, I'mma turn 'em out
Okay, bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle
I'm a bad b*tch, no muzzle

Best Lyrics:

Just met a boy, just met a boy when
He could become my little problem
'Cause he look like he modellin' clothes in Dublin
So I think that he gettin' that green, a goblin
Heard through the grapevine that he hang low
We could shoot a movie, could bang like Rambo
Boom boom pow, this thing so bingo
Wondering if he can understand my lingo

Best Lyrics:

Pull up in the monster, automobile gangsta
With a bad b*tch that came from Sri Lanka
Yeah, I'm in that Tonka, color of Willy Wonka
You could be the king but watch the Queen conquer
Okay, first things first I'll eat your brains
Then I'ma start rockin' gold teeth and fangs
'Cause that's what a motherf*ckin' monster do
Hairdresser from Milan, that's the monster 'do
Monster Giuseppe heel, that's the monster shoe
Young money is the roster and the monster crew
And I'm all up, all up, all up in the bank with the funny face
And if I'm fake, I ain't notice 'cause my money ain't
So let me get this straight, wait, I'm the rookie?
But my features and my shows ten times your pay?