"Only" is a song by Nicki Minaj, Drake, Lil Wayne, Chris Brown, released in 2014 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:51 long and contains 158 lines and 870 words.
Lyrics
0:06Yo I never f**ked Wayne
0:08I never f**ked Drake
0:10All my life man f**k's sake
0:12If I did I did a menage with em
0:13And let em eat my a** like a cupcake
0:15My man full he just ate
0:17I don't duck nobody but tape
0:20Yeah that was a set up
0:21For a punchline on duct tape
0:24Worried bout if my butt's fake
0:25Worried about John's singing us Drake
0:28These girls are my sons
0:30John and Kate plus eight
0:31When I walk in sit up straight
0:33I don't give a f**k if I was late
0:36Dealing with my man on a G5
0:37Is my idea of an update
0:40Hut one hut two
0:42Big bitties big butt too
0:44F**k with them real niggas
0:45Who don't tell niggas what they up to
0:47Had to show b**ches where the top is
0:49Ring finger where the rock is
0:52These hoes couldn't test me even
0:54If the name was pop quiz
0:56Bad b**ches who I f**k with
0:57Mad niggas we don't f**k with
0:59I don't f**k with them chickens unless
1:01They last name was cutlet
1:04Let it soak in like seasoning
1:08And tell em tell em blow me
1:10Lance stephenson
1:11Raise your bottle and cup in the sky
1:15Sparks in the air like the fourth of July
1:19Nothing but bad b**ches in here tonight
1:23Oh if you lame and you know it be quiet
1:27Nothing but real niggas only
1:30Bad b**ches only
1:32Richest niggas only
1:33Independent b**ches only
1:36Boss niggas only
1:38Thick b**ches only
1:39I got my real niggas here by my side only
1:43I never f**ked nicki
1:44Cause she got a man
1:45But when that's over
1:46Then I'm the first in line
1:47And the other day in her maybach
1:49I thought god damn
1:50This is the perfect time
1:51We had just come from that video
1:53You know LA traffic
1:54How the city slow
1:55She was sitting down on that big butt
1:57But I was still staring
1:58At the titties though
2:00Yeah lowkey it may be high key
2:02I been peeped that you like me you know
2:05Who the f**k you really
2:06Wanna be with besides me
2:07I mean it doesn't take much
2:10For us to do this sh*t quietly I mean
2:13She say I'm obsessed
2:14With thick women and I agree
2:17That's right I like my girls BBW yeah
2:21Type to wanna suck you dry
2:22And then eat some lunch with you
2:25So thick that everybody else
2:26In the room is so uncomfortable
2:28A** on houston texas
2:29But the face look just like claire huxtable
2:32Oh yeah you the man in the city
2:35When the mayor f**k with you
2:36The NBA players f**k with you
2:37The bad a** b**ches doing makeup
2:38And hair f**k with you
2:40Oh that's cause I believe in something
2:43Not staying for it
2:44And nicki if you ever tryna f**k
2:45Just give me the heads up
2:46So I can plan for it
2:47Raise your bottle
2:48And cup in the sky
2:51Sparks in the air like the fourth of Jjuly
2:55Nothing but bad b**ches in here tonight
2:59Oh if you lame and you know it be quiet
3:03Nothing but real niggas only
3:06Bad b**ches only
3:08Richest niggas only
3:09Independent b**ches only
3:12Boss niggas only
3:14Thick b**ches only
3:15I got my real niggas here by my side only
3:19I never f**ked nicki
3:20And that's f**ked up
3:21If I did f**k she'd be f**ked up
3:23Whoever is hitting ain't hitting it right
3:25Cause she acting like
3:26She need dick in her life
3:27That's another story
3:28I'm no story teller
3:30I piss greatness like gold and jello
3:32All my goons so overzealous
3:34I'm from holly groove
3:35The holy mecca
3:36Calendar say
3:36I got money for days
3:38I squirm and I shake
3:38But I'm stuck in my ways
3:40My girl from we beed if she wave
3:42Baby and I f**ked
3:42With her surfboard surfboard
3:44My eyes are so bright
3:44I take cover for shade
3:46Don't have my money
3:46I take mothers instead
3:48You got the hickups
3:49You swallowed the truth
3:50Then I make you burp boy
3:51Beef eat like sirloin
3:52I'm talking about running in houses
3:53With arm and guns
3:54So think about your son
3:55And daughter rooms
3:56Got two hoes with me messed up they got smaller guns
3:58Ain't thinking about your son
3:59And daughter rooms
4:00This is just crazy my ni**a
4:02I mean brazy my ni**a
4:03That money talk
4:04I just rephrase it my ni**a
4:05Blood gang take the B
4:06I'll behave ya
4:07I'm for reals
4:07If you mouth off
4:08I blow your face off
4:09I mean pop-pop-pop
4:10Then I take off
4:11Now you see me
4:12Now you don't
4:13Like jamie foxx
4:14Acting like ray charles
4:1516 in a clip one in the chamber
4:1717 well bullets with 17 bullets
4:20My story is how I went from poor me
4:22To police pour me a drink
4:23And celebrate with me
4:23Raise your bottle and cup in the sky
4:27Sparks in the air like the fourth of July
4:31Nothing but bad b**ches in here tonight
4:35Oh if you lame
4:36And you know it be quiet
4:39Nothing but real niggas only
4:42Bad b**ches only
4:44Richest niggas only
4:45Independent b**ches only
4:48Boss niggas only thick b**ches only
4:51I got my real niggas here by my side only
Yo I never f**ked Wayne I never f**ked Drake All my life man f**k's sake If I did I did a menage with em And let em eat my a** like a cupcake My man full he just ate I don't duck nobody but tape Yeah that was a set up For a punchline on duct tape Worried bout if my butt's fake Worried about John's singing us Drake These girls are my sons John and Kate plus eight When I walk in sit up straight I don't give a f**k if I was late Dealing with my man on a G5 Is my idea of an update Hut one hut two Big bitties big butt too F**k with them real niggas Who don't tell niggas what they up to Had to show b**ches where the top is Ring finger where the rock is These hoes couldn't test me even If the name was pop quiz Bad b**ches who I f**k with Mad niggas we don't f**k with I don't f**k with them chickens unless They last name was cutlet Let it soak in like seasoning And tell em tell em blow me Lance stephenson Raise your bottle and cup in the sky Sparks in the air like the fourth of July Nothing but bad b**ches in here tonight Oh if you lame and you know it be quiet Nothing but real niggas only Bad b**ches only Richest niggas only Independent b**ches only Boss niggas only Thick b**ches only I got my real niggas here by my side only I never f**ked nicki Cause she got a man But when that's over Then I'm the first in line And the other day in her maybach I thought god damn This is the perfect time We had just come from that video You know LA traffic How the city slow She was sitting down on that big butt But I was still staring At the titties though Yeah lowkey it may be high key I been peeped that you like me you know Who the f**k you really Wanna be with besides me I mean it doesn't take much For us to do this sh*t quietly I mean She say I'm obsessed With thick women and I agree That's right I like my girls BBW yeah Type to wanna suck you dry And then eat some lunch with you So thick that everybody else In the room is so uncomfortable A** on houston texas But the face look just like claire huxtable Oh yeah you the man in the city When the mayor f**k with you The NBA players f**k with you The bad a** b**ches doing makeup And hair f**k with you Oh that's cause I believe in something Not staying for it And nicki if you ever tryna f**k Just give me the heads up So I can plan for it Raise your bottle And cup in the sky Sparks in the air like the fourth of Jjuly Nothing but bad b**ches in here tonight Oh if you lame and you know it be quiet Nothing but real niggas only Bad b**ches only Richest niggas only Independent b**ches only Boss niggas only Thick b**ches only I got my real niggas here by my side only I never f**ked nicki And that's f**ked up If I did f**k she'd be f**ked up Whoever is hitting ain't hitting it right Cause she acting like She need dick in her life That's another story I'm no story teller I piss greatness like gold and jello All my goons so overzealous I'm from holly groove The holy mecca Calendar say I got money for days I squirm and I shake But I'm stuck in my ways My girl from we beed if she wave Baby and I f**ked With her surfboard surfboard My eyes are so bright I take cover for shade Don't have my money I take mothers instead You got the hickups You swallowed the truth Then I make you burp boy Beef eat like sirloin I'm talking about running in houses With arm and guns So think about your son And daughter rooms Got two hoes with me messed up they got smaller guns Ain't thinking about your son And daughter rooms This is just 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 I'll behave ya I'm for reals If you mouth off I blow your face off I mean pop-pop-pop Then I take off Now you see me Now you don't Like jamie foxx Acting like ray charles 16 in a clip one in the chamber 17 well bullets with 17 bullets My story is how I went from poor me To police pour me a drink And celebrate with me Raise your bottle and cup in the sky Sparks in the air like the fourth of July Nothing but bad b**ches in here tonight Oh if you lame And you know it be quiet Nothing but real niggas only Bad b**ches only Richest niggas only Independent b**ches only Boss niggas only thick b**ches only I got my real niggas here by my side only
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