Nicki Minaj - Here and There (Girl You Bad) lyrics
Nicki Minaj [Onika Tanya Maraj-Petty] Port of Spain, Trinidad and Tobago/LA, CA, U.S. 🇹🇹 🇺🇸
[Nicki Minaj - Here and There Girl You Bad lyrics]
Ayo, ayo Corey, listen man
If there's one thing I can't
Stand it's, you know, these nondescripts
Acting like they don't know who the hell I am
You know what I mean? So that's
Why I gotta run down, nigga
You know, I'm Nicki Minaj, Nicki Lewinsky
The black Hannah Montana
When I do it, it get done
You must not know who I am
I don't get the spot 'till 2 IM
Don't be mad, lil mama, cause you not in
Everybody wanna roll with the crew I'm in
Look, they wanna know why I'm
Posted at the bar
I tell them I'm just signing
Posters at the bar but really
I don't know why I'm posted at the bar
Ya bitches act up I got
The toaster by the bar
I get cake cause I always got a hustle
I prompt weight and I ain't
Talkin' 'bout my muscle
Club everyday, but that ho ain't me
Cause I be home with the scale like Do-Re-Mi
I mean I walk like Onami, I mean Naomi
I keep the thing on me
And you know it ain't a bitch
That's got a thing on me, no
That's why he wanna go and put a ring on me
He be like, "Oh, God! Girl, you bad"
He be like, "Oh, God! Girl, you bad"
I be like, "A million here
A million there there"
A million in the air, I mean in the lair lair
You must not know who I be
On my way to Tai-Chi off the LIE
Don't be mad cause you not a ninja like me
Think she badder than Nicki, that's a L-IE
Bitches know I'm half gone
I got my ski mask on
You bitches is too busy getting T bagged on
When I do it, it get done
Two sticks in my bun
Pull up in the 6 hun, they be fixin the run
Corset, Louis Vuitton it be cuppin' my boobs
I just left petite Vuitton
Let me buckle my shoes
Wait, hold on, little daddy
Let me fix my suit
I got that presidential cooch when
He see it he salute
I am the mistress, stay with a rasta
If you get at him
I'll turn your brain into pasta
On 'em spaceships, yup we came in with NASA
Even out in Mars we the stars, oh my god
They be like, "Oh, God! Girl, you bad"
They be like, "Oh, God! Girl, you bad"
We be like, "a million here, a million there
There"
"A million in the air, I mean in the lair
Lair"
You must not know who I are
Sucka-sucka MCs call me sire
I'm the ninja my ad-libs say "hi ya!" (Hi ya)
Konichiwa - sayonara listen, I am the girl
The girl they call Nicki
I am young Nicki, finicky so picky
And I am like Jada, Halle and Kimora
No I'm not in church but
This is Christian Dior ah
I'm not impressed, I'm not impressed with you
I'mma need a lot of cheese
And some mustard too
Cause I get more green then the vegetable
They say I'm rude
Yeah I'm rude like huxtable
I mean Rudy, I'm tutti-frutti
And I got some good cookies so
They blew it and took it
I'm so Marylin Monroe
When the wind blow I'm Marylin Monroe
They be like, "Oh, God! Girl, you bad"
They be like, "Oh, God! Girl, you bad"
We be like, "A million here
A million there there
A milli in the air, I mean in the lair lair"
If there's one thing I can't
Stand it's, you know, these nondescripts
Acting like they don't know who the hell I am
You know what I mean? So that's
Why I gotta run down, nigga
You know, I'm Nicki Minaj, Nicki Lewinsky
The black Hannah Montana
When I do it, it get done
You must not know who I am
I don't get the spot 'till 2 IM
Don't be mad, lil mama, cause you not in
Everybody wanna roll with the crew I'm in
Look, they wanna know why I'm
Posted at the bar
I tell them I'm just signing
Posters at the bar but really
I don't know why I'm posted at the bar
Ya bitches act up I got
The toaster by the bar
I get cake cause I always got a hustle
I prompt weight and I ain't
Talkin' 'bout my muscle
Club everyday, but that ho ain't me
Cause I be home with the scale like Do-Re-Mi
I mean I walk like Onami, I mean Naomi
I keep the thing on me
And you know it ain't a bitch
That's got a thing on me, no
That's why he wanna go and put a ring on me
He be like, "Oh, God! Girl, you bad"
He be like, "Oh, God! Girl, you bad"
I be like, "A million here
A million there there"
A million in the air, I mean in the lair lair
You must not know who I be
On my way to Tai-Chi off the LIE
Don't be mad cause you not a ninja like me
Think she badder than Nicki, that's a L-IE
Bitches know I'm half gone
I got my ski mask on
You bitches is too busy getting T bagged on
When I do it, it get done
Two sticks in my bun
Pull up in the 6 hun, they be fixin the run
Corset, Louis Vuitton it be cuppin' my boobs
I just left petite Vuitton
Let me buckle my shoes
Wait, hold on, little daddy
Let me fix my suit
I got that presidential cooch when
He see it he salute
I am the mistress, stay with a rasta
If you get at him
I'll turn your brain into pasta
On 'em spaceships, yup we came in with NASA
Even out in Mars we the stars, oh my god
They be like, "Oh, God! Girl, you bad"
They be like, "Oh, God! Girl, you bad"
We be like, "a million here, a million there
There"
"A million in the air, I mean in the lair
Lair"
You must not know who I are
Sucka-sucka MCs call me sire
I'm the ninja my ad-libs say "hi ya!" (Hi ya)
Konichiwa - sayonara listen, I am the girl
The girl they call Nicki
I am young Nicki, finicky so picky
And I am like Jada, Halle and Kimora
No I'm not in church but
This is Christian Dior ah
I'm not impressed, I'm not impressed with you
I'mma need a lot of cheese
And some mustard too
Cause I get more green then the vegetable
They say I'm rude
Yeah I'm rude like huxtable
I mean Rudy, I'm tutti-frutti
And I got some good cookies so
They blew it and took it
I'm so Marylin Monroe
When the wind blow I'm Marylin Monroe
They be like, "Oh, God! Girl, you bad"
They be like, "Oh, God! Girl, you bad"
We be like, "A million here
A million there there
A milli in the air, I mean in the lair lair"