The Life Of Nicki Minaj And Drake

Chapter 11: The Remix

Nicki's POV:

I arrived at the studio, and decided to give it my all. In the time I've been here, I've added a couple songs to my mixtape "Beam Me Up Scotty". It's set to be re-released later this year. I've already started on "Barbie World" which features Bedrock.

I got out my Blackberry and continued on the song I was writing when I was getting to LA.

I started the track. I already wrote the chorus so I was coming up with verses.

Your love, your love
Ah ah ah

I cleared my throat.

He the type to pop tags and be cocking the brim
Might breeze through the Ave, might stop at the gym
And he keep a du-rag, keep the waves on swim
W-w-waves on swim so they hate on him
Anyway I think I met him some time before
In a different life or where I record, I mean
He was Adam, I think I was Eve
But my vision ends with the apple on the tree

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I finally got that off my checklist. I was fiddling around with some of the beats.

I found Drake's Best I Ever Had. A devilish smirk appeared on my face. I played the instrumental. Was I gonna take this chance?

I hopped in the booth and just said anything that popped in my head.

Ay yo!
You the only one that see the real Nicki
I can show you chill Nicki cause of how you deal with me
And they knock my blocks down, you come and you build with me
Even though you real busy, you're so fucking real Drizzy

The music cut off. Shit!

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!"

Huh, what?

Tyga stormed in the studio.

"Are you gonna answer me!"

Who tf is he?

"Don't yell at me! Watch your tone, cause I could set it off real quick!"

"Ay! What's going on?"

Drake barged in.

"She fucking with your song!"

"Shut the fuck up Tyga! I ain't do nothing in that nature." I rolled my eyes, batting my flawless lashes.

"Then what was you doing in there huh?"

"What I wanted to do. You got a problem?"

He didn't say anything. I put my hands on my hip waiting for a response.

"Exactly, what a pussy." I mumbled.

He got frustrated and left the room.

I left the booth and walked up to a confused Drake.

"Look Drake, I'm so sor-"

He cut me off and pressed play. My voice echoed through the speakers. I was scared, not knowing how he was going to react.

"Drake, really. I'm sorry."

He turned to me and smiled.

"You weren't kidding about the remix huh?" He chuckled. "You just couldn't wait. It's cool."

"Y-your not mad?" I barely muttered. I'm not the soft type but for some odd reason, I felt like this was the only way I could speak right now.

"No, this sounds really good actually. Is this what you called me down here for?

"Not exactly." I looked down.

"How about we work on this song? Would you like that? I'll let you put it on your mixtape." He lifted my chin with his finger. I felt some sort of spark erupt in my body. Just the littlest touch, I swear...

"Yeah..." I blushed.

"Aight, let's do this then."

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Drake's POV:

Baby you my everything
You all I ever wanted
We could do it real big
Bigger than you every done it
You be up on everything
All them niggas never on it
I want this forever I swear
I can spend whatever on it

'Cause I hold you down
Every time you hit me up
When I get right I promise that we gon live it up
I make you beg for it
Til I give it up
You say the same thing every single time

I listened as Nicki did her part. I never knew she could sing.

She came out the booth.

"Damn, I had no idea you could sing! You sounded amazing!" I said as I pulled her into a hug.

"Aww, thank you."

"Your welcome. Let's play it back."

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Ok, I'm gonna fast forward now, more things are gonna happen and I have a story line in mind. Hopefully you guys don't leave me just yet...  But yeah, enjoy.

-xliyahx