Song Lyrics

Only- Nicki Minaj ft. Chris Brown, Drake, Lil Wayne

Yo, I never f*cked Wayne, I never f*cked Drake
On my life, man, f*ck's sake
If I did I'd Minaj wid' him and let 'em eat my a*s like a cupcake
My man full, he just ate, I don't duck nobody but tape
Yea, that was a setup for a punchline on duct tape
Worried 'bout if my butt fake
Worry 'bout ya'll n*ggas, us straight
These girls are my sons, Jon and Kate plus eight
When I walk in, sit up straight, I don't give a f*ck if I was late
Dinner with my man on a G5 is my idea of an update
Hut one, hut two, big titties, big butt too
F*ck with them real n*ggas who don't tell n*ggas what they up to
Had to show b*tches where the top is, ring finger where the rock is
Dez h*es couldn't test me even if they namewas pop quiz
Bad b*tches who I f*ck wit', mad b*tches we don't f*ck wit'
I don't f*ck wit' them chickens unless they last name is cut let
Let it soak in like seasoning
And tell them b*tches, blow me, Lance Stephenson

[Hook - Chris Brown:]
Raise every bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the fourth of July
Nothing but bad b*tches in here tonight
Oh, if you lame and you know it be quiet
Nothing but real n*ggas only, bad b*tches only
Rich n*ggas only, independent b*tches only
Boss n*ggas only, thick b*tches only
I got my real n*ggas here by my side, only

[Verse 2 - Drake:]
I never f*cked Nicki cause she got a man
But when that's over then I'm first in line
And the other day in her Maybach
I thought God d*mn, 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
Yea, low key or maybe high key
I been peeped that you like me, you know
Who the f*ck you really wanna be with besides me?
I mean, it doesn't take much for us to do this sh*t quietly
I mean, she say I'm obsessed with thick women and I agree
Yea, that's right, I like my girls BBW, yea
Type to wanna suck you dry and then eat some lunch with you
Yeah, so thick that everybody else in the room is so uncomfortable
A*s on Houston Texas, but the face look just like Claire Huxtable
Oh, yea, you the man in the city when the mayor f*ck with you
The NBA players f*ck with you
The bad a*s b*tches doing makeup and hair f*ck with you
Oh, that's cause I believe in something, I stand for it
And Nicki if you ever try to f*ck
Just give me the heads up so I can plan for it

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Lil' Wayne:]
I never f*cked Nic and that's f*cked up
If I did f*ck she'd be f*cked up
Whoever is hittin' ain't hittin' it right
Cause she act like she need d*ck in her life
But that's another story, I'm no story teller
I piss greatness like goldish yellow
All my goons so overzealous
I'm from Hollygrove, the holy Mecca
Calendar say I got money for days
I squirm and I shake, but I'm stuck in my ways
My girlfriend would beat a b*tch up if she waved
They bet not f*ck with her surfboard, surfboard
My eyes are so bright, I take cover for shade
Don't have my money? Take mother's instead
You got the hiccups, you swallow the truth
Then I make you burp, boy, street beef like sirloin
I'm talkin' bout running in houses with army guns
So think about your son and daughter rooms
Got two h*es wit me, messed up, they got smaller guns
Ain't thinkin' 'bout your son and daughter rooms
This sh*t is crazy, my n*gga
I been praising, my n*gga
That money talk, I just rephrase it, my n*gga
Bloodgang take the B off behavior, my n*gga
For reals if you mouth off I blow your face off
I mean pop-pop-pop then I take off, n*gga
Now you see me, n*gga, now you don't
Like Jamie Foxx acting like Ray Charles
16 in the clip, one in the chamber
17 ward bully with 17 bullets
My story is how I went from poor me
To please pour me a drink and celebrate with me

[Hook]