I feel like I'm King Kong, name still going ding-dong It's two girls gettin' more money, and they don't rap, they sing songs I stay with that pink on, pink furs and them pink thongs Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard but don't think long Pink Friday had Eminem, spit hard but I'm feminine Iconic trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins What's left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you? Took a lil' break, but I'm back to me Tryna make a new Nicki, where the factory? They'll never toe to toe on a track with me There'll never be another one after me 'Cause the skill level still just a half of me Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me All these low IQ hoes baffle me Tell 'em that I wash bitches take a bath for me Bunch the trophies in my crib like a athlete I see them giving fake love but that trash is weak Man, you know that I ripped, every rapper beat You know Nicki gon' eat, Bon Appétit Used to get real hype off a half a mil' Used to get real high off a half a pill We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit (uh
*I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me*
Qveen herby remix lyrics [Intro] Ah-ha-ha-ha Shut up [Chorus] I just took her name and made a bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he rich and famous, but he just a guy to me [Verse 1] I ain't come from no background, didn't learn from the streets Isolated in cornfields with Dre on repeat Hip-hop did raise me like a long-distance dad At the end of the day, I'm no daughter, though Just through and through a fan Look what a fan can do, look what a fan done did Now, all this dope fan art be hangin' at my crib Some people wanna hate me, some people wanna joust But, honestly, I'm honored to come out of hater's mouths Maybe I'm a little too eager I don't like it either Always been a people pleaser I've been a believer Papa was a preacher Always thanked God that you made me a leader Always liked Nicki when she Roman, Caesar Third trip down to Indonesia, put it on the Visa Call me for a feature Not a rich kid, but I love a new freezer, uh I just took her name and made a bitch an LLC, uh Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he rich and famous, but he just a guy to me [Verse 2] See a bad bitch, I don't hesitate to bow Rap game lame, “only boys allowed” Tried to get two and they tear us down Like, bitch, I'm a cow, what is beefin' now? Don't stop to slay, don't change your ways At night we pray... to Beyoncé Oh shit, now, Rita gotta sick for days Maliibu mali-be in Tokyo so-mey That's back, Doja Cat, she could bag the bae Nicki, Iggy, Cardi B, CupcakKe, and me(y) And let 'em eat the cake and top it off wit' bake And came for the top spot, don't be mistaken And fuck the Boys Club, but we got 'em quakin' So weak, all they wanna do is see us naked
[Chorus] I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me [Verse 1] I feel like I'm King Kong, name still going ding-dong It's two girls gettin' more money, and they don't rap, they sing songs I stay with that pink on, pink furs and them pink thongs Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard but don't think long Pink Friday had Eminem, spit hard but I'm feminine Iconic trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins What's left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you? Took a lil' break, but I'm back to me Tryna make a new Nicki, where the factory? They'll never toe to toe on a track with me There'll never be another one after me 'Cause the skill level still just a half of me Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me All these low IQ hoes baffle me Tell 'em that I wash bitches take a bath for me Bunch the trophies in my crib like a athlete I see them giving fake love but that trash is weak Man, you know that I ripped, every rapper beat You know Nicki gon' eat, Bon Appétit Used to get real hype off a half a mil' Used to get real high off a half a pill We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit (uh) [Pre-Chorus] Now carry on (on), now carry on (on) Now carry on (on), now carry on (on) Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on (on) G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons [Chorus] I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me [Bridge] You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha, uh) [Verse 2] Yo, you made me do it, hoe, I told you, get low (told you get low) I'm popping tens but they gotta be yellow I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin', where Carmelo? (O.K. 'Melo) I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche? How you supposed to make the quota when you never went North? How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport? All that hoopin' and hollerin' still ain't scorin' on the court (rrrh) [Bridge] You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha) [Verse 3] Ay, yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue to baby blue Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew All my niggas move that Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too Niggas gassed on the really though, gas I pumped them Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him Pushed past being filthy rich, ask I trumped them 'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest era, era Never been clearer, clearer, don't force it, Farrah Farrah Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah) [Pre-Chorus] Now carry on (on), now carry on (on) Now carry on (on), now carry on (on) Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons [Chorus] I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me (guy to me) [Outro] On blood, you made me, you made me You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha)
Give a like so this can go to the top 💞 [Chorus] I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me [Verse 1] I feel like I'm King Kong, name still going ding-dong It's two girls gettin' more money, and they don't rap, they sing songs I stay with that pink on, pink furs and them pink thongs Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard but don't think long Pink Friday had Eminem, spit hard but I'm feminine Iconic trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins What's left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you? Took a lil' break, but I'm back to me Tryna make a new Nicki, where the factory? They'll never toe to toe on a track with me There'll never be another one after me 'Cause the skill level still just a half of me Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me All these low IQ hoes baffle me Tell 'em that I wash bitches take a bath for me Bunch the trophies in my crib like a athlete I see them giving fake love but that trash is weak Man, you know that I ripped, every rapper beat You know Nicki gon' eat, Bon Appétit Used to get real hype off a half a mil' Used to get real high off a half a pill We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit (uh) [Pre-Chorus] Now carry on (on), now carry on (on) Now carry on (on), now carry on (on) Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on (on) G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons [Chorus] I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me [Bridge] You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha, uh) [Verse 2] Yo, you made me do it, hoe, I told you, get low (told you get low) I'm popping tens but they gotta be yellow I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin', where Carmelo? (O.K. 'Melo) I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche? How you supposed to make the quota when you never went North? How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport? All that hoopin' and hollerin' still ain't scorin' on the court (rrrh) [Bridge] You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha) [Verse 3] Ay, yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue to baby blue Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew All my niggas move that Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too Niggas gassed on the really though, gas I pumped them Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him Pushed past being filthy rich, ask I trumped them 'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest era, era Never been clearer, clearer, don't force it, Farrah Farrah Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah) [Pre-Chorus] Now carry on (on), now carry on (on) Now carry on (on), now carry on (on) Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons [Chorus] I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me (guy to me) [Outro] On blood, you made me, you made me You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha)
LYRICS: ✨✨✨ I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me I feel like I'm King Kong, name still going ding-dong It's two girls gettin' more money, and they don't rap, they sing songs I stay with that pink on, pink furs and them pink thongs Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard but don't think long Pink Friday had Eminem, spit hard but I'm feminine Iconic trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins What's left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you? Took a lil' break but I'm back to me Tryna make a new Nicki with a factory They'll never toe to toe on a track with me There'll never be another one after me 'Cause the skill levels still a half of me Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me All these low IQ hoes baffle me Tell 'em that I watch but just take a bath for me Put the trophies in my crib like a athlete I see them give me fake love but that trash is weak Man, you know that I rip every rap and beat You know Nicki gon' eat, Bon Apetit Used to get real hyped off a half a mil' Used to get real hyped off half a pill We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit (uh) Now carry on, now carry on Now carry on, now carry on Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on G6 flow, all Louis V carry on I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha) Yo, you made me do it, hoe, I told you, get low (told you get low) I'm popping Timbs, but they gotta be yellow (got be yellow) I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin' with Carmelo (ok 'Melo) I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche? How you supposed to meet the quota when you never went North? How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport? All that hoopin' and hollerin' still ain't scorin' on the court (rrah) You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha) Ay, yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue, they baby blue Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew All my niggas move that Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too Niggas gassed on it, really though, gas I pump them Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him Push past filthy rich, ask I trumped them 'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest error, error Never been clearer, clearer, don't Fawcett, Farrah Farrah Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah) Now carry on, now carry on Now carry on, now carry on Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on G6 flow all Louis V carry on I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me On blood, you made me, you made me You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha)
Track "Nicki Minaj" on Bandsintown "LLC" I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me I feel like I'm King Kong, name still going ding-dong It's two girls gettin' more money, and they don't rap, they sing songs I stay with that pink on, pink furs and them pink thongs Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard but don't think long Pink Friday had Eminem, spit hard but I'm feminine Iconic trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins What's left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you? Took a lil' break, but I'm back to me Tryna make a new Nicki, where the factory? They'll never toe to toe on a track with me There'll never be another one after me 'Cause the skill level still just a half of me Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me All these low IQ hoes baffle me Tell 'em that I wash bitches take a bath for me Bunch the trophies in my crib like a athlete I see them giving fake love but that trash is weak Man, you know that I ripped, every rapper beat You know Nicki gon' eat, Bon Appétit Used to get real hype off a half a mil' Used to get real high off a half a pill We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit (uh) Now carry on (on), now carry on (on) Now carry on (on), now carry on (on) Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on (on) G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha, uh) Yo, you made me do it, hoe, I told you, get low (told you get low) I'm popping tens but they gotta be yellow I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin', where Carmelo? (O.K. 'Melo) I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche? How you supposed to make the quota when you never went North? How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport? All that hoopin' and hollerin' still ain't scorin' on the court (rrrh) You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha) Ay, yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue to baby blue Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew All my niggas move that Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too Niggas gassed on the really though, gas I pumped them Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him Pushed past being filthy rich, ask I trumped them 'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest era, era Never been clearer, clearer, don't force it, Farrah Farrah Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah) Now carry on (on), now carry on (on) Now carry on (on), now carry on (on) Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me (guy to me) On blood, you made me, you made me You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha)
People saying this ain't good, but I like this shit. Maybe it wasn't meant to sound exactly like the original for whatever reasons.. I don't see nothing wrong with it shit I wrote some greatness to it
just took her name and made that bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me I feel like I'm King Kong Name still going ding-dong It's two girls gettin' more money And they don't rap, they sing songs I stay with that pink on Pink furs and them pink thongs Goons out if they blink wrong Think hard, but don't think long Pink Friday had Eminem Spit hard but I'm feminine Iconic trio on Monster Goblins and gremlins What's left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you? Took a lil' break, but I'm back to me Tryna make a new Nicki, where the factory? They'll never toe to toe on a track with me There'll never be another one after me 'Cause the skill level still just a half of me Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me All these low IQ hoes baffle me Tell 'em that I wash bitches take a bath for me Bunch of trophies in my crib like a athlete I see them giving fake love but that trash is weak Man, you know that I ripped, every rapper beat You know Nicki gon' eat, bon appétit Used to get real hype off a half a mil' Used to get real high off a half a pill We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit, uh Now carry on, now carry on Now carry on, now carry on Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (haha, uh) Yo, you made me do it, hoe I told you, "Get low" (told you get low) I'm popping tens, but they gotta be yellow I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin', where Carmelo? (O.K. 'Melo) I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche? How you supposed to make the quota when you never went North? How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport? All that hoopin' and hollerin', still ain't scorin' on the court (rrrr) You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (haha) Ayy yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue to baby blue Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew All my niggas move that Britney, Ari, yeah, Katy, too Niggas gassed on the really though, gas I pumped them Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him Pushed past being filthy rich, ask I trumped them 'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest era, era Never been clearer, clearer, don't force it, Farrah, Farrah Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah) Now carry on, now carry on Now carry on, now carry on Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me (guy to me) On blood, you made me, you made me You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (haha) Traduceți în română
Llc I feel like I’m hot now Big boy with the rocks now Use to laugh like shit was funny Pop you now you shot now When you rap it get shot down Bood your ass I mean no clout Saving names for my comeback So if I was you wouldn’t come back Upside down like it’s stranger things Every thing isn’t what it seems Rapping like it’s my super power Shut up nigga fucking coward Shoot it up like I’m Cleo Pop yo ass with that Rico Shot that shit on my free throw Flewed out like rio Took some time now I know my worth I’m like a bad Bitch with a Chanel purse Where the money at so I can dip Gone poof yeah you read my lips Killing niggas like the D R If you see this mesha ain’t far And like a meal I need all large Fly sky high I mean all star
LLC Nicki Minaj I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me I feel like I'm King Kong, name still going ding-dong It's two girls gettin' more money, and they don't rap, they sing songs I stay with that pink on, pink furs and them pink thongs Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard but don't think long Pink Friday had Eminem, spit hard but I'm feminine Iconic trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins What's left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you? Took a lil' break but I'm back to me Tryna make a new Nicki with a factory They'll never toe to toe on a track with me There'll never be another one after me 'Cause the skill levels still a half of me Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me All these low IQ hoes baffle me Tell 'em that I watch but just take a bath for me Put the trophies in my crib like a athlete I see them give me fake love but that trash is weak Man, you know that I rip every rap and beat You know Nicki gon' eat, Bon Apetit Used to get real hyped off a half a mil' Used to get real hyped off half a pill We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit (uh) Now carry on, now carry on Now carry on, now carry on Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on G6 flow, all Louis V carry on I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha) Yo, you made me do it, hoe, I told you, get low (told you get low) I'm popping Timbs, but they gotta be yellow (got be yellow) I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin' with Carmelo (ok 'Melo) I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche? How you supposed to meet the quota when you never went North? How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport? All that hoopin' and hollerin' still ain't scorin' on the court (rrah) You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha) Ay, yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue, they baby blue Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew All my niggas move that Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too Niggas gassed on it, really though, gas I pump them Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him Push past filthy rich, ask I trumped them 'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest error, error Never been clearer, clearer, don't Fawcett, Farrah Farrah Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah) Now carry on, now carry on Now carry on, now carry on Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on G6 flow all Louis V carry on I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me On blood, you made me, you made me You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha)
LLC Nicki Minaj I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me I feel like I'm King Kong, name still going ding-dong It's two girls gettin' more money, and they don't rap, they sing songs I stay with that pink on, pink furs and them pink thongs Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard but don't think long Pink Friday had Eminem, spit hard but I'm feminine Iconic trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins What's left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you? Took a lil' break but I'm back to me Tryna make a new Nicki with a factory They'll never toe to toe on a track with me There'll never be another one after me 'Cause the skill levels still a half of me Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me All these low IQ hoes baffle me Tell 'em that I watch but just take a bath for me Put the trophies in my crib like a athlete I see them give me fake love but that trash is weak Man, you know that I rip every rap and beat You know Nicki gon' eat, Bon Apetit Used to get real hyped off a half a mil' Used to get real hyped off half a pill We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit (uh) Now carry on, now carry on Now carry on, now carry on Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on G6 flow, all Louis V carry on I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha) Yo, you made me do it, hoe, I told you, get low (told you get low) I'm popping Timbs, but they gotta be yellow (got be yellow) I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin' with Carmelo (ok 'Melo) I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche? How you supposed to meet the quota when you never went North? How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport? All that hoopin' and hollerin' still ain't scorin' on the court (rrah) You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha) Ay, yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue, they baby blue Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew All my niggas move that Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too Niggas gassed on it, really though, gas I pump them Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him Push past filthy rich, ask I trumped them 'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest error, error Never been clearer, clearer, don't Fawcett, Farrah Farrah Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah) Now carry on, now carry on Now carry on, now carry on Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on G6 flow all Louis V carry on I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me On blood, you made me, you made me You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha).
I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me I feel like I'm King Kong Name still going ding-dong It's two girls gettin' more money And they don't rap, they sing songs I stay with that pink on Pink furs and them pink thongs Goons out if they blink wrong Think hard, but don't think long Pink Friday had Eminem Spit hard but I'm feminine Iconic trio on Monster Goblins and gremlins What's left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you? Took a lil' break, but I'm back to me Tryna make a new Nicki, where the factory? They'll never toe to toe on a track with me There'll never be another one after me 'Cause the skill level still just a half of me Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me All these low IQ hoes baffle me Tell 'em that I wash bitches take a bath for me Bunch of trophies in my crib like a athlete I see them giving fake love but that trash is weak Man, you know that I ripped, every rapper beat You know Nicki gon' eat, bon appétit Used to get real hype off a half a mil' Used to get real high off a half a pill We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit, uh Now carry on, now carry on Now carry on, now carry on Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (haha, uh) Yo, you made me do it, hoe I told you, "Get low" (told you get low) I'm popping tens, but they gotta be yellow I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin', where Carmelo? (O.K. 'Melo) I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche? How you supposed to make the quota when you never went North? How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport? All that hoopin' and hollerin', still ain't scorin' on the court (rrrr) You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (haha) Ayy yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue to baby blue Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew All my niggas move that Britney, Ari, yeah, Katy, too Niggas gassed on the really though, gas I pumped them Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him Pushed past being filthy rich, ask I trumped them 'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest era, era Never been clearer, clearer, don't force it, Farrah, Farrah Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah) Now carry on, now carry on Now carry on, now carry on Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me (guy to me) On blood, you made me, you made me You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (haha
I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me I feel like I'm King Kong Name still going ding-dong It's two girls gettin' more money And they don't rap, they sing songs I stay with that pink on Pink furs and them pink thongs Goons out if they blink wrong Think hard, but don't think long Pink Friday had Eminem Spit hard but I'm feminine Iconic trio on Monster Goblins and gremlins What's left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you? Took a lil' break, but I'm back to me Tryna make a new Nicki, where the factory? They'll never toe to toe on a track with me There'll never be another one after me 'Cause the skill level still just a half of me Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me All these low IQ hoes baffle me Tell 'em that I wash bitches take a bath for me Bunch of trophies in my crib like a athlete I see them giving fake love but that trash is weak Man, you know that I ripped, every rapper beat You know Nicki gon' eat, bon appétit Used to get real hype off a half a mil' Used to get real high off a half a pill We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit, uh Now carry on, now carry on Now carry on, now carry on Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (haha, uh) Yo, you made me do it, hoe I told you, "Get low" (told you get low) I'm popping tens, but they gotta be yellow I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin', where Carmelo? (O.K. 'Melo) I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche? How you supposed to make the quota when you never went North? How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport? All that hoopin' and hollerin', still ain't scorin' on the court (rrrr) You made me, you made me, yeah You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (haha) Ayy yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue to baby blue Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew All my niggas move that Britney, Ari, yeah, Katy, too Niggas gassed on the really though, gas I pumped them Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him Pushed past being filthy rich, ask I trumped them 'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest era, era Never been clearer, clearer, don't force it, Farrah, Farrah Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah) Now carry on, now carry on Now carry on, now carry on Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me (guy to me) On blood, you made me, you made me You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah You made me (okay), you made me (haha)
This beat is CRAZYYYY!!
I feel like I'm King Kong, name still going ding-dong
It's two girls gettin' more money, and they don't rap, they sing songs
I stay with that pink on, pink furs and them pink thongs
Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard but don't think long
Pink Friday had Eminem, spit hard but I'm feminine
Iconic trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins
What's left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit
You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you?
Took a lil' break, but I'm back to me
Tryna make a new Nicki, where the factory?
They'll never toe to toe on a track with me
There'll never be another one after me
'Cause the skill level still just a half of me
Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me
All these low IQ hoes baffle me
Tell 'em that I wash bitches take a bath for me
Bunch the trophies in my crib like a athlete
I see them giving fake love but that trash is weak
Man, you know that I ripped, every rapper beat
You know Nicki gon' eat, Bon Appétit
Used to get real hype off a half a mil'
Used to get real high off a half a pill
We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit
We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit (uh
*I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet
You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me*
it's good but it's off-key and some of the notes are wrong. also you should've used and xylophone for the main melody
Qveen herby remix lyrics
[Intro]
Ah-ha-ha-ha
Shut up
[Chorus]
I just took her name and made a bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he rich and famous, but he just a guy to me
[Verse 1]
I ain't come from no background, didn't learn from the streets
Isolated in cornfields with Dre on repeat
Hip-hop did raise me like a long-distance dad
At the end of the day, I'm no daughter, though
Just through and through a fan
Look what a fan can do, look what a fan done did
Now, all this dope fan art be hangin' at my crib
Some people wanna hate me, some people wanna joust
But, honestly, I'm honored to come out of hater's mouths
Maybe I'm a little too eager
I don't like it either
Always been a people pleaser
I've been a believer
Papa was a preacher
Always thanked God that you made me a leader
Always liked Nicki when she Roman, Caesar
Third trip down to Indonesia, put it on the Visa
Call me for a feature
Not a rich kid, but I love a new freezer, uh
I just took her name and made a bitch an LLC, uh
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he rich and famous, but he just a guy to me
[Verse 2]
See a bad bitch, I don't hesitate to bow
Rap game lame, “only boys allowed”
Tried to get two and they tear us down
Like, bitch, I'm a cow, what is beefin' now?
Don't stop to slay, don't change your ways
At night we pray... to Beyoncé
Oh shit, now, Rita gotta sick for days
Maliibu mali-be in Tokyo so-mey
That's back, Doja Cat, she could bag the bae
Nicki, Iggy, Cardi B, CupcakKe, and me(y)
And let 'em eat the cake and top it off wit' bake
And came for the top spot, don't be mistaken
And fuck the Boys Club, but we got 'em quakin'
So weak, all they wanna do is see us naked
the notes are so flat omg
Lol
lmfaooo
💀💀💀
Nicki minaj ganja burn instrumental please
Mister _djay please do come see about me ...
Please do sir
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[Chorus]
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
[Verse 1]
I feel like I'm King Kong, name still going ding-dong
It's two girls gettin' more money, and they don't rap, they sing songs
I stay with that pink on, pink furs and them pink thongs
Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard but don't think long
Pink Friday had Eminem, spit hard but I'm feminine
Iconic trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins
What's left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit
You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you?
Took a lil' break, but I'm back to me
Tryna make a new Nicki, where the factory?
They'll never toe to toe on a track with me
There'll never be another one after me
'Cause the skill level still just a half of me
Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me
All these low IQ hoes baffle me
Tell 'em that I wash bitches take a bath for me
Bunch the trophies in my crib like a athlete
I see them giving fake love but that trash is weak
Man, you know that I ripped, every rapper beat
You know Nicki gon' eat, Bon Appétit
Used to get real hype off a half a mil'
Used to get real high off a half a pill
We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit
We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit (uh)
[Pre-Chorus]
Now carry on (on), now carry on (on)
Now carry on (on), now carry on (on)
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on (on)
G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons
[Chorus]
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
[Bridge]
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha, uh)
[Verse 2]
Yo, you made me do it, hoe, I told you, get low (told you get low)
I'm popping tens but they gotta be yellow
I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin', where Carmelo? (O.K. 'Melo)
I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello
How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche?
How you supposed to make the quota when you never went North?
How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport?
All that hoopin' and hollerin' still ain't scorin' on the court (rrrh)
[Bridge]
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha)
[Verse 3]
Ay, yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do
Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue to baby blue
Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew
All my niggas move that Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too
Niggas gassed on the really though, gas I pumped them
Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him
Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him
Pushed past being filthy rich, ask I trumped them
'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest era, era
Never been clearer, clearer, don't force it, Farrah Farrah
Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi
Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Now carry on (on), now carry on (on)
Now carry on (on), now carry on (on)
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons
[Chorus]
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me (guy to me)
[Outro]
On blood, you made me, you made me
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha)
good job w dis
Give a like so this can go to the top 💞
[Chorus]
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
[Verse 1]
I feel like I'm King Kong, name still going ding-dong
It's two girls gettin' more money, and they don't rap, they sing songs
I stay with that pink on, pink furs and them pink thongs
Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard but don't think long
Pink Friday had Eminem, spit hard but I'm feminine
Iconic trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins
What's left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit
You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you?
Took a lil' break, but I'm back to me
Tryna make a new Nicki, where the factory?
They'll never toe to toe on a track with me
There'll never be another one after me
'Cause the skill level still just a half of me
Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me
All these low IQ hoes baffle me
Tell 'em that I wash bitches take a bath for me
Bunch the trophies in my crib like a athlete
I see them giving fake love but that trash is weak
Man, you know that I ripped, every rapper beat
You know Nicki gon' eat, Bon Appétit
Used to get real hype off a half a mil'
Used to get real high off a half a pill
We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit
We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit (uh)
[Pre-Chorus]
Now carry on (on), now carry on (on)
Now carry on (on), now carry on (on)
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on (on)
G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons
[Chorus]
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
[Bridge]
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha, uh)
[Verse 2]
Yo, you made me do it, hoe, I told you, get low (told you get low)
I'm popping tens but they gotta be yellow
I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin', where Carmelo? (O.K. 'Melo)
I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello
How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche?
How you supposed to make the quota when you never went North?
How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport?
All that hoopin' and hollerin' still ain't scorin' on the court (rrrh)
[Bridge]
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha)
[Verse 3]
Ay, yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do
Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue to baby blue
Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew
All my niggas move that Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too
Niggas gassed on the really though, gas I pumped them
Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him
Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him
Pushed past being filthy rich, ask I trumped them
'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest era, era
Never been clearer, clearer, don't force it, Farrah Farrah
Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi
Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Now carry on (on), now carry on (on)
Now carry on (on), now carry on (on)
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons
[Chorus]
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me (guy to me)
[Outro]
On blood, you made me, you made me
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha)
LYRICS: ✨✨✨
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet
You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
I feel like I'm King Kong, name still going ding-dong
It's two girls gettin' more money, and they don't rap, they sing songs
I stay with that pink on, pink furs and them pink thongs
Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard but don't think long
Pink Friday had Eminem, spit hard but I'm feminine
Iconic trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins
What's left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit
You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you?
Took a lil' break but I'm back to me
Tryna make a new Nicki with a factory
They'll never toe to toe on a track with me
There'll never be another one after me
'Cause the skill levels still a half of me
Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me
All these low IQ hoes baffle me
Tell 'em that I watch but just take a bath for me
Put the trophies in my crib like a athlete
I see them give me fake love but that trash is weak
Man, you know that I rip every rap and beat
You know Nicki gon' eat, Bon Apetit
Used to get real hyped off a half a mil'
Used to get real hyped off half a pill
We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit
We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit (uh)
Now carry on, now carry on
Now carry on, now carry on
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow, all Louis V carry on
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet
You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha)
Yo, you made me do it, hoe, I told you, get low (told you get low)
I'm popping Timbs, but they gotta be yellow (got be yellow)
I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin' with Carmelo (ok 'Melo)
I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello
How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche?
How you supposed to meet the quota when you never went North?
How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport?
All that hoopin' and hollerin' still ain't scorin' on the court (rrah)
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha)
Ay, yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do
Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue, they baby blue
Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew
All my niggas move that Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too
Niggas gassed on it, really though, gas I pump them
Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him
Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him
Push past filthy rich, ask I trumped them
'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest error, error
Never been clearer, clearer, don't Fawcett, Farrah Farrah
Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi
Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah)
Now carry on, now carry on
Now carry on, now carry on
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow all Louis V carry on
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet
You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
On blood, you made me, you made me
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha)
Aye I fw it ‼️‼️👌🏽💯
Beat is crazy
Track "Nicki Minaj"
on Bandsintown
"LLC"
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
I feel like I'm King Kong, name still going ding-dong
It's two girls gettin' more money, and they don't rap, they sing songs
I stay with that pink on, pink furs and them pink thongs
Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard but don't think long
Pink Friday had Eminem, spit hard but I'm feminine
Iconic trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins
What's left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit
You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you?
Took a lil' break, but I'm back to me
Tryna make a new Nicki, where the factory?
They'll never toe to toe on a track with me
There'll never be another one after me
'Cause the skill level still just a half of me
Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me
All these low IQ hoes baffle me
Tell 'em that I wash bitches take a bath for me
Bunch the trophies in my crib like a athlete
I see them giving fake love but that trash is weak
Man, you know that I ripped, every rapper beat
You know Nicki gon' eat, Bon Appétit
Used to get real hype off a half a mil'
Used to get real high off a half a pill
We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit
We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit (uh)
Now carry on (on), now carry on (on)
Now carry on (on), now carry on (on)
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on (on)
G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha, uh)
Yo, you made me do it, hoe, I told you, get low (told you get low)
I'm popping tens but they gotta be yellow
I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin', where Carmelo? (O.K. 'Melo)
I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello
How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche?
How you supposed to make the quota when you never went North?
How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport?
All that hoopin' and hollerin' still ain't scorin' on the court (rrrh)
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha)
Ay, yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do
Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue to baby blue
Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew
All my niggas move that Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too
Niggas gassed on the really though, gas I pumped them
Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him
Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him
Pushed past being filthy rich, ask I trumped them
'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest era, era
Never been clearer, clearer, don't force it, Farrah Farrah
Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi
Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah)
Now carry on (on), now carry on (on)
Now carry on (on), now carry on (on)
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me (guy to me)
On blood, you made me, you made me
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha)
People saying this ain't good, but I like this shit. Maybe it wasn't meant to sound exactly like the original for whatever reasons.. I don't see nothing wrong with it shit I wrote some greatness to it
can you pleaaaaaaaase 2lit 2 late or niptuck!!!!!!!
DID YOU EVER DO BARBIE TINGZ ????
😍😍😍
King Jawaun - Mr. King Of Rap (Audio)
this is so out of tune i’m sorry that’s just not how it goes
Welp
@@ProducedbyDices you utter dipshit
just took her name and made that bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
I feel like I'm King Kong
Name still going ding-dong
It's two girls gettin' more money
And they don't rap, they sing songs
I stay with that pink on
Pink furs and them pink thongs
Goons out if they blink wrong
Think hard, but don't think long
Pink Friday had Eminem
Spit hard but I'm feminine
Iconic trio on Monster
Goblins and gremlins
What's left that I didn't do?
You bit the forbidden fruit
You thought you'd get my spot?
Who the fuck was kiddin' you?
Took a lil' break, but I'm back to me
Tryna make a new Nicki, where the factory?
They'll never toe to toe on a track with me
There'll never be another one after me
'Cause the skill level still just a half of me
Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me
All these low IQ hoes baffle me
Tell 'em that I wash bitches take a bath for me
Bunch of trophies in my crib like a athlete
I see them giving fake love but that trash is weak
Man, you know that I ripped, every rapper beat
You know Nicki gon' eat, bon appétit
Used to get real hype off a half a mil'
Used to get real high off a half a pill
We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit
We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit, uh
Now carry on, now carry on
Now carry on, now carry on
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons
I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (haha, uh)
Yo, you made me do it, hoe
I told you, "Get low" (told you get low)
I'm popping tens, but they gotta be yellow
I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin', where Carmelo? (O.K. 'Melo)
I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello
How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche?
How you supposed to make the quota when you never went North?
How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport?
All that hoopin' and hollerin', still ain't scorin' on the court (rrrr)
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (haha)
Ayy yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do
Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue to baby blue
Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew
All my niggas move that Britney, Ari, yeah, Katy, too
Niggas gassed on the really though, gas I pumped them
Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him
Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him
Pushed past being filthy rich, ask I trumped them
'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest era, era
Never been clearer, clearer, don't force it, Farrah, Farrah
Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi
Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah)
Now carry on, now carry on
Now carry on, now carry on
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons
I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me (guy to me)
On blood, you made me, you made me
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (haha)
Traduceți în română
Llc
I feel like I’m hot now
Big boy with the rocks now
Use to laugh like shit was funny
Pop you now you shot now
When you rap it get shot down
Bood your ass I mean no clout
Saving names for my comeback
So if I was you wouldn’t come back
Upside down like it’s stranger things
Every thing isn’t what it seems
Rapping like it’s my super power
Shut up nigga fucking coward
Shoot it up like I’m Cleo
Pop yo ass with that Rico
Shot that shit on my free throw
Flewed out like rio
Took some time now I know my worth
I’m like a bad Bitch with a Chanel purse
Where the money at so I can dip
Gone poof yeah you read my lips
Killing niggas like the D R
If you see this mesha ain’t far
And like a meal I need all large
Fly sky high I mean all star
Please do Iggy Azalea middle man please I need that asap
LLC
Nicki Minaj
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet
You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
I feel like I'm King Kong, name still going ding-dong
It's two girls gettin' more money, and they don't rap, they sing songs
I stay with that pink on, pink furs and them pink thongs
Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard but don't think long
Pink Friday had Eminem, spit hard but I'm feminine
Iconic trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins
What's left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit
You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you?
Took a lil' break but I'm back to me
Tryna make a new Nicki with a factory
They'll never toe to toe on a track with me
There'll never be another one after me
'Cause the skill levels still a half of me
Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me
All these low IQ hoes baffle me
Tell 'em that I watch but just take a bath for me
Put the trophies in my crib like a athlete
I see them give me fake love but that trash is weak
Man, you know that I rip every rap and beat
You know Nicki gon' eat, Bon Apetit
Used to get real hyped off a half a mil'
Used to get real hyped off half a pill
We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit
We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit (uh)
Now carry on, now carry on
Now carry on, now carry on
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow, all Louis V carry on
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet
You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha)
Yo, you made me do it, hoe, I told you, get low (told you get low)
I'm popping Timbs, but they gotta be yellow (got be yellow)
I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin' with Carmelo (ok 'Melo)
I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello
How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche?
How you supposed to meet the quota when you never went North?
How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport?
All that hoopin' and hollerin' still ain't scorin' on the court (rrah)
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha)
Ay, yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do
Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue, they baby blue
Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew
All my niggas move that Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too
Niggas gassed on it, really though, gas I pump them
Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him
Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him
Push past filthy rich, ask I trumped them
'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest error, error
Never been clearer, clearer, don't Fawcett, Farrah Farrah
Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi
Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah)
Now carry on, now carry on
Now carry on, now carry on
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow all Louis V carry on
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet
You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
On blood, you made me, you made me
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha)
Know your palace
Can you do tink nothing else matters no one ever did it
This is not correct version
th-cam.com/video/mYtP1Af0500/w-d-xo.html
Omg I'm sorry but this is not good
LLC= LONG LIVE CARDI
*Low Life Celebrity
@bluudornge I like Low Life Celebrity better
stfu
LLC
Nicki Minaj
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet
You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
I feel like I'm King Kong, name still going ding-dong
It's two girls gettin' more money, and they don't rap, they sing songs
I stay with that pink on, pink furs and them pink thongs
Goons out if they blink wrong, think hard but don't think long
Pink Friday had Eminem, spit hard but I'm feminine
Iconic trio on Monster, Goblins and Gremlins
What's left that I didn't do? You bit the forbidden fruit
You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you?
Took a lil' break but I'm back to me
Tryna make a new Nicki with a factory
They'll never toe to toe on a track with me
There'll never be another one after me
'Cause the skill levels still a half of me
Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me
All these low IQ hoes baffle me
Tell 'em that I watch but just take a bath for me
Put the trophies in my crib like a athlete
I see them give me fake love but that trash is weak
Man, you know that I rip every rap and beat
You know Nicki gon' eat, Bon Apetit
Used to get real hyped off a half a mil'
Used to get real hyped off half a pill
We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit
We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit (uh)
Now carry on, now carry on
Now carry on, now carry on
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow, all Louis V carry on
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet
You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha)
Yo, you made me do it, hoe, I told you, get low (told you get low)
I'm popping Timbs, but they gotta be yellow (got be yellow)
I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin' with Carmelo (ok 'Melo)
I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello
How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche?
How you supposed to meet the quota when you never went North?
How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport?
All that hoopin' and hollerin' still ain't scorin' on the court (rrah)
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha)
Ay, yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do
Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue, they baby blue
Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew
All my niggas move that Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too
Niggas gassed on it, really though, gas I pump them
Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him
Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him
Push past filthy rich, ask I trumped them
'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest error, error
Never been clearer, clearer, don't Fawcett, Farrah Farrah
Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi
Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah)
Now carry on, now carry on
Now carry on, now carry on
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow all Louis V carry on
I just took her name and made the bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in, then bitch, get on your feet
You make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
On blood, you made me, you made me
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (hahaha).
I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
I feel like I'm King Kong
Name still going ding-dong
It's two girls gettin' more money
And they don't rap, they sing songs
I stay with that pink on
Pink furs and them pink thongs
Goons out if they blink wrong
Think hard, but don't think long
Pink Friday had Eminem
Spit hard but I'm feminine
Iconic trio on Monster
Goblins and gremlins
What's left that I didn't do?
You bit the forbidden fruit
You thought you'd get my spot?
Who the fuck was kiddin' you?
Took a lil' break, but I'm back to me
Tryna make a new Nicki, where the factory?
They'll never toe to toe on a track with me
There'll never be another one after me
'Cause the skill level still just a half of me
Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me
All these low IQ hoes baffle me
Tell 'em that I wash bitches take a bath for me
Bunch of trophies in my crib like a athlete
I see them giving fake love but that trash is weak
Man, you know that I ripped, every rapper beat
You know Nicki gon' eat, bon appétit
Used to get real hype off a half a mil'
Used to get real high off a half a pill
We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit
We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit, uh
Now carry on, now carry on
Now carry on, now carry on
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons
I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (haha, uh)
Yo, you made me do it, hoe
I told you, "Get low" (told you get low)
I'm popping tens, but they gotta be yellow
I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin', where Carmelo? (O.K. 'Melo)
I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello
How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche?
How you supposed to make the quota when you never went North?
How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport?
All that hoopin' and hollerin', still ain't scorin' on the court (rrrr)
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (haha)
Ayy yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do
Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue to baby blue
Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew
All my niggas move that Britney, Ari, yeah, Katy, too
Niggas gassed on the really though, gas I pumped them
Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him
Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him
Pushed past being filthy rich, ask I trumped them
'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest era, era
Never been clearer, clearer, don't force it, Farrah, Farrah
Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi
Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah)
Now carry on, now carry on
Now carry on, now carry on
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons
I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me (guy to me)
On blood, you made me, you made me
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (haha
I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
I feel like I'm King Kong
Name still going ding-dong
It's two girls gettin' more money
And they don't rap, they sing songs
I stay with that pink on
Pink furs and them pink thongs
Goons out if they blink wrong
Think hard, but don't think long
Pink Friday had Eminem
Spit hard but I'm feminine
Iconic trio on Monster
Goblins and gremlins
What's left that I didn't do?
You bit the forbidden fruit
You thought you'd get my spot?
Who the fuck was kiddin' you?
Took a lil' break, but I'm back to me
Tryna make a new Nicki, where the factory?
They'll never toe to toe on a track with me
There'll never be another one after me
'Cause the skill level still just a half of me
Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me
All these low IQ hoes baffle me
Tell 'em that I wash bitches take a bath for me
Bunch of trophies in my crib like a athlete
I see them giving fake love but that trash is weak
Man, you know that I ripped, every rapper beat
You know Nicki gon' eat, bon appétit
Used to get real hype off a half a mil'
Used to get real high off a half a pill
We don't pay niggas to front like they like my shit
We don't pay niggas to come in and write my shit, uh
Now carry on, now carry on
Now carry on, now carry on
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons
I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (haha, uh)
Yo, you made me do it, hoe
I told you, "Get low" (told you get low)
I'm popping tens, but they gotta be yellow
I'm New York Nick, I'm ballin', where Carmelo? (O.K. 'Melo)
I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello
How your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche?
How you supposed to make the quota when you never went North?
How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport?
All that hoopin' and hollerin', still ain't scorin' on the court (rrrr)
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (haha)
Ayy yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do
Switched the foreign on 'em, navy blue to baby blue
Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew
All my niggas move that Britney, Ari, yeah, Katy, too
Niggas gassed on the really though, gas I pumped them
Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him
Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him
Pushed past being filthy rich, ask I trumped them
'Cause I scare her, scare her, my biggest era, era
Never been clearer, clearer, don't force it, Farrah, Farrah
Because you'll never be me, that's word to Bella, Gigi
Dolce Gabbana, DG, pretty gang rated PG (woah)
Now carry on, now carry on
Now carry on, now carry on
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons
I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up, just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me (guy to me)
On blood, you made me, you made me
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You made me (okay), you made me (haha)