Nicki Minaj - Fractions (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Nicki Minaj - Fractions (en) Lyrics
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I fell back, I had a baby, you know
I did the mother thing,
I did the wife thing
All that, yeah
But I think it's quite clear now
You's need the bad guy
Ayo, I'm the one who run the city
where they armed and vicious
Accusations on them blogs
and they all fictitious
I done been through realest blocks,
pushed the hardest sixes
Keep a couple killers that don't care
how far them licks is, look
Bitches act like they want action
Heard they want action
Bitch, we ain't duckin' no action
I'm 'bout to give them that traction,
send a distraction
Then I'ma line 'em like fractions
Took a break, I let 'em live,
look it all 'em eatin'
But these bitches gon' be mad
once I call this meetin'
'Cause they gotta move around
once the queen is queenin'
'Bout to put out all this crack 'cause
my fiends is fiendin', uh
I put these bitches on game, they
should be kissin' my feet
I tried to give 'em some press,
they tried to say it was beef
It's Nicki M, such a little gem
Bitches wanna be around me, but
I do not fuck with them
All these diamonds on me flooded,
I hope nobody gets stuck
If I pull out the Ferrari, then
my shooters in the truck
I could still go to my hood,
they know my body is good
Two million dollars to party
in Saudi Arabian clubs
Poppin' them things to go up
and smokin' Los Angeles bud
These bitches bitin' like Joe, shout
out to Kamala though (What up?)
It's them weak bars thinkin'
that she dissin' for me
I graded your homework,
bitch, it's incomplete
If you was tryna be my son,
then mission complete
I'm the final level bitch they
on a mission to beat
It's like COVID when the goat is on
the track, the whole game stop
But I ain't playin' with these
bitches, this ain't GameStop
If Barbie in the buildin',
then she with a gangsta
He ain't gon' hesitate if
I tell him to shank sumn
Just put a beauty parlor
in my guest house
You mean the pink Lamborghini?
That's at the next house
Fuck him so good, I got him
walkin' with his chest out
I wish these bitches wanted
more talent and less clout
I fall back, and just
give them some space
'Cause when you already won,
what the fuck is a race?
Look at them fuckin' for raps,
oh, what a disgrace
I put that on A-rod, none of
you bitches is safe (Uh)
Make his dick get hard soon as I brush
up, but we tryna be subtle
Whole city go up when the bitch touch
down like them niggas in a huddle
Sex game still cold, it's on igloo
Head game slicker than little
miss Gorilla Glue
He tryna eat it up, I said,
"Come and get it, boo"
While I count a mill', jigga
what? jigga who?
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