Nicki Minaj - Yikes lyrics
Nicki Minaj [Onika Tanya Maraj-Petty] Port of Spain, Trinidad and Tobago/LA, CA, U.S. 🇹🇹 🇺🇸
[Nicki Minaj - Yikes lyrics]
Don't ever fuckin' play with me
Y'all niggas know
Y'all bitches know I'm the fucking queen
You ho bitches know
You dirty bum bitches know (Grrr)
Pooh, you a fool for this one
Drop the strings on 'em
Woke up, the price of coke up (Woo, woo)
I just hit 'em with the low cut
Then call my folks up (Folks)
Somebody 'bout to get poked up
Go call a tow truck (Tow)
All that talkin' out your neck
Might just get your throat cut (Ooh, ooh)
This a Makk truck, not a black truck (Woo)
When we move, tell ‘em, "Back
Up, " click click, clack, duck
Hella bands, pull up, stashed up
Super facts up
All you bitches Rosa Parks, uh
Oh, get your ass up, uh
Yikes, I play tag and you it for life
(Woo, life)
Yikes (Yikes) , you a clown, you do it for likes
Yikes (Yikes) , yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right, he be like (Woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This
Is something light (Light, light, woo)
Yikes, outta town on consistent flights
Yikes, work hard, this a different white
(White)
Get your life, you bitches ain't livin' right
(Woo)
Yeah (Sheesh, go) , I keep two nines, yeah (Sheesh)
You see my face all over that Fendi design
Yeah soon as niggas press you, boy
You throw up peace signs, yeah
You don't want that action, pull
Your cards, you decline, yeah
Uh (Woo, woo) , I keep two dimes, yeah (Woo, woo)
Walk up to a bad bitch, be
Like, "I think you fine, " yeah
I don't play with demons
Satan, get thee behind, yeah
'Bout to get fucked up on
Margarita with two limes, yeah
Ooh, I've been the same, ain't shit changed
This ain't nothin' new (Woo)
That pretty frame, diamond chain
What the fuck it do? Yo, clear the way
It's some bad bitches comin' through
(Sheesh) i give two F's like the letters
That are on my shoe
Yikes, I play tag and you it for life
(Woo, life)
Yikes (Yikes) , you a clown, you do it for likes
Yikes (Yikes) , yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right, he be like (Woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This
Is something light (Light, light, woo)
Yikes, outta town on consistent flights
Yikes, work hard, this a different white
(White)
Get your life, you bitches ain't livin' right
(O oh)
Bag talk
But ain't got no mouth when money bag talk
Hmm it's quiet, ain't no back talk (Grrr)
Quiet, ain't no back talk
Y'all niggas know
Y'all bitches know I'm the fucking queen
You ho bitches know
You dirty bum bitches know (Grrr)
Pooh, you a fool for this one
Drop the strings on 'em
Woke up, the price of coke up (Woo, woo)
I just hit 'em with the low cut
Then call my folks up (Folks)
Somebody 'bout to get poked up
Go call a tow truck (Tow)
All that talkin' out your neck
Might just get your throat cut (Ooh, ooh)
This a Makk truck, not a black truck (Woo)
When we move, tell ‘em, "Back
Up, " click click, clack, duck
Hella bands, pull up, stashed up
Super facts up
All you bitches Rosa Parks, uh
Oh, get your ass up, uh
Yikes, I play tag and you it for life
(Woo, life)
Yikes (Yikes) , you a clown, you do it for likes
Yikes (Yikes) , yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right, he be like (Woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This
Is something light (Light, light, woo)
Yikes, outta town on consistent flights
Yikes, work hard, this a different white
(White)
Get your life, you bitches ain't livin' right
(Woo)
Yeah (Sheesh, go) , I keep two nines, yeah (Sheesh)
You see my face all over that Fendi design
Yeah soon as niggas press you, boy
You throw up peace signs, yeah
You don't want that action, pull
Your cards, you decline, yeah
Uh (Woo, woo) , I keep two dimes, yeah (Woo, woo)
Walk up to a bad bitch, be
Like, "I think you fine, " yeah
I don't play with demons
Satan, get thee behind, yeah
'Bout to get fucked up on
Margarita with two limes, yeah
Ooh, I've been the same, ain't shit changed
This ain't nothin' new (Woo)
That pretty frame, diamond chain
What the fuck it do? Yo, clear the way
It's some bad bitches comin' through
(Sheesh) i give two F's like the letters
That are on my shoe
Yikes, I play tag and you it for life
(Woo, life)
Yikes (Yikes) , you a clown, you do it for likes
Yikes (Yikes) , yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right, he be like (Woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This
Is something light (Light, light, woo)
Yikes, outta town on consistent flights
Yikes, work hard, this a different white
(White)
Get your life, you bitches ain't livin' right
(O oh)
Bag talk
But ain't got no mouth when money bag talk
Hmm it's quiet, ain't no back talk (Grrr)
Quiet, ain't no back talk