Nicki Minaj - RNB (feat. Lil Wayne, Tate Kobang) lyrics
Nicki Minaj [Onika Tanya Maraj-Petty] Port of Spain, Trinidad and Tobago/LA, CA, U.S. 🇹🇹 🇺🇸
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
Joshua Goods
[Nicki Minaj - RNB feat. Lil Wayne, Tate Kobang lyrics]
Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh (28 shit) brr, ayy
Creep, creep, my lil' secret
She don't have to be (Have to be)
I just need you 'bout it
'bout it like you Master P (Master P)
Please, the body, body is a masterpiece, ah
Freak, I throw it deep and
Put that ass to sleep
Cheap, he was cheap, bitch, that wasn't me
(Me) cheat, had to cheat on him
And that's because of me
(That's because of me)
Heat, when I'm in the streets
Can't get one on me (On me)
She a real nigga bitch, I call her, "RNB"
(On me, yeah)
Ayo, real nigga bitch, call me "RNB" (Ooh)
His ex bitches madder than they ought to be
Body a work of art like the Mona Li', grrt
See, it's a lot of y'all, only one of me, uh
We don't make love, we be fuckin'
That's G shit
If he gotta put a opp down, I don't see shit
I keep his secrets, I let him beast it
Kissin' on my thighs and my breast
He two-pieced it
I just wanna watch him do his
Push-ups with his sweats on
Every time he hit it
He gon' nail it like a press-on
When I ride his dick
The only time he gettin' flexed on
Hit it from the back with my
Pumps and my dress on, ooh
If you love me, baby, tattoo my whole name
We be laughin' while they hatin'
'cause they so lame
Other niggas shoot they shot
But they got no aim (No aim)
Creep, creep, my lil' secret, she
Don't have to be, woah
I just need you 'bout it
'bout it like you Master P (Master P)
Please, the body, body is a masterpiece
(Masterpiece) freak, I throw it deep and
Put that ass to sleep (Baow, baow, baow)
Cheap, he was cheap, bitch, that wasn't me
(Wasn't me) cheat, had to cheat on him
And that's because of me ('Cause of me)
Heat, when I'm in the streets
Can't get one on me, ohohoh
She a real nigga bitch, I call her, "RNB"
(yeah)
She my RNB
Fuck her to some R&B, make me wanna sing
That shit sound like harmony when
She moan for me
And that cat baby fat like Kimora Lee
Pop that pussy for a real nigga
I'ma mop that pussy like it's spilled, nigga
Make her pop that pussy like a pill, nigga
I'ma make her swap that pussy
For a real nigga
If she get a opp, that pussy
I'ma kill that bitch
I don't adopt that pussy, bitch, I kidnap it
I make her lock that pussy
And conceal that clit
Might have to buy a fake
Booty for a real-ass bitch, yeah
Creep, creep, my lil' secret, she
Don't have to be, woah
I just need you 'bout it
'bout it like you Master P (Master P)
Please, the body, body is a masterpiece, oh
Freak, I throw it deep and
Put that ass to sleep
Cheap, he was cheap, bitch, that wasn't me
(Wasn't me) cheat, had to cheat on him
And that's because of me ('Cause of me)
Heat, when I'm in the streets
Can't get one on me, ohohoh
She a real nigga bitch, I call her, "RNB"
(Woo) don't be waitin' for a baby
My friends say you ain't shit
They hatin' on my baby (Baby) on the '42
We fuck around and make some babies
(Oh, no, no, no)
'Member when them boys pulled you
Over and we skated? (Baby)
Don't be waitin' for a baby (Brrr)
If they still hatin', shit, they
Hatin' on my baby, oh
We was on the block, now
It's houses and they gated, oh
I got a lot of bitches
They ain't fuckin' with my baby
Oh, baby, oh, baby
Creep, creep, my lil' secret
She don't have to be (Have to be)
I just need you 'bout it
'bout it like you Master P (Master P)
Please, the body, body is a masterpiece, ah
Freak, I throw it deep and
Put that ass to sleep
Cheap, he was cheap, bitch, that wasn't me
(Me) cheat, had to cheat on him
And that's because of me
(That's because of me)
Heat, when I'm in the streets
Can't get one on me (On me)
She a real nigga bitch, I call her, "RNB"
(On me, yeah)
Ayo, real nigga bitch, call me "RNB" (Ooh)
His ex bitches madder than they ought to be
Body a work of art like the Mona Li', grrt
See, it's a lot of y'all, only one of me, uh
We don't make love, we be fuckin'
That's G shit
If he gotta put a opp down, I don't see shit
I keep his secrets, I let him beast it
Kissin' on my thighs and my breast
He two-pieced it
I just wanna watch him do his
Push-ups with his sweats on
Every time he hit it
He gon' nail it like a press-on
When I ride his dick
The only time he gettin' flexed on
Hit it from the back with my
Pumps and my dress on, ooh
If you love me, baby, tattoo my whole name
We be laughin' while they hatin'
'cause they so lame
Other niggas shoot they shot
But they got no aim (No aim)
Creep, creep, my lil' secret, she
Don't have to be, woah
I just need you 'bout it
'bout it like you Master P (Master P)
Please, the body, body is a masterpiece
(Masterpiece) freak, I throw it deep and
Put that ass to sleep (Baow, baow, baow)
Cheap, he was cheap, bitch, that wasn't me
(Wasn't me) cheat, had to cheat on him
And that's because of me ('Cause of me)
Heat, when I'm in the streets
Can't get one on me, ohohoh
She a real nigga bitch, I call her, "RNB"
(yeah)
She my RNB
Fuck her to some R&B, make me wanna sing
That shit sound like harmony when
She moan for me
And that cat baby fat like Kimora Lee
Pop that pussy for a real nigga
I'ma mop that pussy like it's spilled, nigga
Make her pop that pussy like a pill, nigga
I'ma make her swap that pussy
For a real nigga
If she get a opp, that pussy
I'ma kill that bitch
I don't adopt that pussy, bitch, I kidnap it
I make her lock that pussy
And conceal that clit
Might have to buy a fake
Booty for a real-ass bitch, yeah
Creep, creep, my lil' secret, she
Don't have to be, woah
I just need you 'bout it
'bout it like you Master P (Master P)
Please, the body, body is a masterpiece, oh
Freak, I throw it deep and
Put that ass to sleep
Cheap, he was cheap, bitch, that wasn't me
(Wasn't me) cheat, had to cheat on him
And that's because of me ('Cause of me)
Heat, when I'm in the streets
Can't get one on me, ohohoh
She a real nigga bitch, I call her, "RNB"
(Woo) don't be waitin' for a baby
My friends say you ain't shit
They hatin' on my baby (Baby) on the '42
We fuck around and make some babies
(Oh, no, no, no)
'Member when them boys pulled you
Over and we skated? (Baby)
Don't be waitin' for a baby (Brrr)
If they still hatin', shit, they
Hatin' on my baby, oh
We was on the block, now
It's houses and they gated, oh
I got a lot of bitches
They ain't fuckin' with my baby
Oh, baby, oh, baby