Songs Lyrics: Nicki Minaj

Black Barbies

(Mike WiLL Made-It, nigga!)

(Sremm Life)

(Black Barbies in the city)

(Fat ass and pretty titties)

(Get dummies for they money)

(No drama!)

You sent flowers, but I wish I didn't receive 'em

All your lies, I wish I didn't believe 'em (Mike WiLL Made-It!)

That boy is a real pussy pleaser

All that fetty, but he never met Masika

Tuck the chrome 22 in his sneaker

El Chapo, but he crazy like La Quica

Young girls always looking for a soulmate

But I shoulda listened to what momma told me

Furry moon boots

Shades Dita

Too high to give a shit about PETA

Sativa so strong I'm not blinking

What in the world was I thinking?

New day, new money to be made

New things for them to imitate

I'm a fucking black Barbie

Pretty face, perfect body

Pink seats in the 'Rari

Always fuck him like I'm sorry

Who the fuck is gon' protect her

If I really gotta check her?

Peter Piper picked a pepper

And my cake is triple decker

(No flex zone, no flex zone)

(Yeah, oh, no, no, no, no) no flex zone

I see these silly nigga's flexing, it's a no zone

You gon' be floating in them rivers like you know Joan

Island girl, Donald Trump want me go home

Still pull up with my wrist looking like a snowcone

She said she got a hit record, I said: Oh, shit!

Picked up my phone 'cause I had to call bullshit!

These bitches having nightmares of my new shit

These bitches pussy and they don't ever do shit

Hahaha, get it? Douche it

Hahahah!

Half a mili' on the Maybach Pullman, bought it

Now I'm praying all my foreigns don't get deported

Niggas love me so much they be sending me gifts

And these clown niggas acting, I'mma send 'em some skits

Bitches can't rap for shit, I'mma send 'em some tips

All these bitches is my sons

Should be sucking my tits

(Yeah, oh, no, no, no, no)

(Yeah, oh, no, no, no, no)

Now usually I don't do this, I'm Popeye, she's Brutus

Usually, I'm a Christian, but this peace is Buddhist

All of my niggas draw, but none of them cartoonists

Usually, I'm the baddest, usually, I'm the cutest

Usually, I'm the flyest, usually, you're the stewardess

And we ain't playing ball, but usually, it's some shooters

Are these bitches drunk? These bitches ain't lucid

Go against the queen, your career will be elusive

Where your plaques at? Where them stocks? Word to NASDAQ

Bitches ass-back, they was never in my tax-brack

(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no)

That boy is a real pussy pleaser

All that fetty, but he never met Masika

Tuck the chrome 22 in his sneaker

El Chapo, but he crazy like La Quica

Young girls always looking for a soulmate

But I shoulda listened to what momma told me

Furry moon boots

Shades Dita

Too high to give a shit about PETA

That girl is a real crowd pleaser (oh, yeah)

Small world, all her friends know of me (they know me)

Young bull living like an old geezer

Quick-release the cash, watch it fall slowly (Mike-WiLL)

Frat girls still tryna get even (get even)

Haters mad for whatever reason (yeah, yeah)

Smoke in the air (hey)

Binge drinking (ooh)

They lose it when the DJ drops the needle (remember)

Ooh, oh, uh, ooh