Nicki Minaj otrzymała klucze do nowojorskiej dzielnicy Queens.
Wychowywana w Queens Nicki Minaj została wyróżniona symbolicznym kluczem przez przewodniczącą rady dzielnicy, Melindę Katz. Doceniono ją za niezwykłe osiągnięcia w muzycznej karierze.
Dumna raperka sama poinformowała o zaszczycie, którego dostąpiła. Zdjęciem klucza do Queens gwiazda pochwaliła się na Twitterze.
Nicki Minaj zadebiutowała w 2010 roku płytą “Pink Friday”. Dwa lata później wydała “Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded”. Trzeci i na razie ostatni album raperki, “The Pinkprint”, miał premierę w grudniu 2014 roku.
Wszystkie wielokrotnie pokryły się platyną w Stanach Zjednoczonych. Sprzedała 20 milionów swoich singli, a piosenki z jej udziałem rozeszły się w 60 milionach.
Artystka regularnie pojawia się w nagraniach innych muzyków. Ostatnio nagrała na przykład piosenkę z Katy Perry, “Swish Swish”.
Przeczytaj również: Katy Perry i Nicki Minaj razem (posłuchaj singla „Swish Swish”)
Nicki Minaj królową nowojorskiego Queens!
POSŁUCHAJ SINGLA
NICKI MINAJ, DRAKE, LIL WAYNE – NO FRAUDS
Tekst piosenki
Nicki Minaj, Drake, Lil Wayne – No Frauds
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[Nicki Minaj:]
I don’t need no frauds
I don’t need no drama when you call
I don’t need no fake
Soon as I wake up, keep a eye out for the snakes, yeah
‘Cause I don’t need no fraud
I don’t need no drama when you call
I don’t need no lies
Pick a side, pick a side
I took the price and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
I, I, I took the price and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
Aye yo, throw your wrist-es up, all my bitches up
These niggas is pussier than what? All them dicks is up
All my real niggas down to ride, throw your GSXRs up
I ain’t in the projects, but all my bricks is up, rrrr
You can’t be Pablo if your work ain’t sellin’
What the fuck is this bitch inhalin’?
I would’ve helped you out that pit you fell in
I am the generous queen! Ask Ms. Ellen
Tried to drop “Another One”, you was itchin’ to scrap
You exposed your ghostwriter, now you wish it was scrapped
Heard your pussy on “Yuck,” I guess you needed a Pap
What type of bum bitch shoot a friend over a rack?
What type of mother leave her one son over a stack?
Lil Boogie down basic bitch thinkin’ she back
Back to back, oh, you mean, back to wack?
“Back to Back”? Me and Drizzy laughed at that
They say numbers don’t matter but when they discussin’ the kings
They turn around and say Lebron ain’t got 6 rings
I never signed a 360, bitch you wild dumb
That’s why Jay ain’t clear his verse for your album
Sheneneh, you a fraud committin’ perjury
I got before and after pictures of your surgery
Rah took you to her doc, but you don’t look like Rah
Left the operating table, still look like “nah”
‘Cause I don’t need no frauds
I don’t need no drama when you call
I don’t need no lies
Pick a side, pick a side
I took the price and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
I, I, I took the price, yeah, and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
[Drake:]
Yeah, yeah, never been no fraud
Why do niggas that are not involved love to get involved?
Why do niggas claim the streets and act just like the law?
Riddles that I cannot seem to solve, man
Cristal, come at me, Weezy F and Nick
All come and spoke about your shit in ’15
Man, I know you niggas saw this one comin’
My net worth sound like (grr)
But they don’t pay in cash
Niggas see me like, “What up, Killa?”
Man, please stop bringin’ up my past
I’d really like to leave that behind
Sometimes I ask God, “Man, why him?”
Like the team that I would never leave behind
I really gotta ease off the wine
Which is funny because I just saw Nick the other day
And she keeps getting finer over time
I just know
[Nicki Minaj:]
I don’t need no frauds
I don’t need no drama when you call
I don’t need no lies
Pick a side, pick a side
I took the price and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
I, I, I took the price, yeah, and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
[Lil Wayne:]
Uh, I am not a fraud, YM, I’m the God
They don’t make ’em like me no more, man, I’m a dinosaur
Blunts be tight as biker shorts, twisted like some handlebars
Lil’ Tune out a cartoon or Avatar
I just looked in the mirror like, “All right, all right, all right”
I would let that little leaguer right there fuck my wife, word
I don’t need no fraud bitches in and out my life, word
In and out my pockets, they be in and out of sight, word
I don’t need no drama, I just need some nana
Just told my little mama, “Babe, I think I love you, kinda”
Feelin’ like Tune-y Montana, Weezy, he get honored
Drake a headliner, and Nicki, she get finer, word
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