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                                                            Lirik Lagu Nicki Minaj - Roman's Revenge lyrics feat Eminem

                                                            NICKI MINAJ LYRICS

                                                            Roman's Revenge lirik

                                                            "Roman's Revenge"
                                                            (feat. Eminem)

                                                            [Nicki Minaj]
                                                            I am not Jasmine, I’m Aladdin
                                                            So far ahead, these bums is laggin’
                                                            See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin’
                                                            I’m startin’ to feel like a dungeon dragon
                                                            Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
                                                            I’m startin’ to feel like a dungeon dragon
                                                            Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin’
                                                            So fuck, I look like gettin’ back to a has-been?
                                                            Yeah, I said it, has-been
                                                            Hang it up, flatscreen
                                                            (Ha ha) Plasma
                                                            Hey, Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma
                                                            I got the pumps, it ain’t got medicine
                                                            I got bars, sentencing
                                                            I’m a bad bitch, I’m a cunt
                                                            And I’ll kick that hoe, punt
                                                            Forced trauma, blunt
                                                            You play the back, bitch, I’m in the front
                                                            You need a job, this ain’t cuttin’ it
                                                            Nicki Minaj is who you ain’t fuckin’ with
                                                            You li’l brag a lot, I beat you with a pad-a-lock
                                                            I am a movie, camera block
                                                            You outta work, I know it’s tough
                                                            But enough is enough
                                                            Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
                                                            Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
                                                            Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
                                                            Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
                                                            Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
                                                            Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
                                                            Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
                                                            Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

                                                            [Eminem]
                                                            I ain’t into S&M, but my whip’s off the chain
                                                            A little drop of candy paint drips off the frame
                                                            Twisted-ass mind, got a pretzel for a brain
                                                            An eraser for a head, fuckin’ pencil for a frame
                                                            You don’t like it then peel off, bitch
                                                            Every last woman on Earth I’ll kill off, and I still wouldn’t fuck you, slut
                                                            So wipe the smile on your grill off, I swear to God I’ll piss a Happy Meal off
                                                            Get the wheels turnin’, spin, and wheel off
                                                            Snap the axel in half, bust the tie-rod
                                                            Quit hollerin’ “Why, God?” He ain’t got shit to do with it
                                                            Bygones’ll never be bygones, so won’t be finished swallowin’ my wad
                                                            I ain’t finished blowin’ it, nice bra
                                                            Hope it’ll fit a tough titty, bitch
                                                            Life’s hard, I swear to God, life is a dumb blonde white broad
                                                            With fake tits and a bad dye job
                                                            Who just spit in my fuckin’ face and called me a fuckin’ tightwad
                                                            So finally I broke down and bought her an iPod
                                                            And caught her stealin’ my music, so I tied her arms and legs to the bed
                                                            Set up the camera, pissed twice on her
                                                            Look, two pees and a tripod!
                                                            The moral to the story is, life’s treatin’ you like dry sod?
                                                            Kick it back in its face, my God
                                                            It’s Shady and Nicki Minaj, you might find the sight quite odd
                                                            But don’t ask why, bitch (Ask why not)
                                                            The wo-world is my punchin’ bag and
                                                            If I’m garbage, you’re a bunch of maggots
                                                            Make that face, go on, scrunch it up at me
                                                            Show me the target so I can lunge and attack it
                                                            Like a, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
                                                            You fell off, off, they must've bumped your wagon
                                                            You must've went off the back, I’m ’bout to go off the deep end
                                                            I told you to stay in your lane, you just choked in traffic

                                                            [Nicki Minaj]
                                                            (I-I-I-I-Is) Is this the thanks that I get for puttin’ you bitches on?
                                                            Is it my fault that all of you bitches gone?
                                                            Should've sent a thank-you note, you little ho
                                                            Now I’ma wrap your coffin with a bow
                                                            (Ni-ni-ni) “Nicki, she’s just mad ’cause you took the spot”
                                                            Word, that bitch mad ’cause I took the spot?
                                                            Well, bitch, if you ain’t shittin’, then get off the pot
                                                            Got some niggas out in Brooklyn that’ll off your top
                                                            I-I-I-I hear them mumblin’, I hear the cacklin’
                                                            I got ‘em scared, shook, panickin’
                                                            Overseas, church, Vatican
                                                            You at a stand, still, mannequin
                                                            You wanna sleep on me? Overnight?
                                                            I’m the motherfuckin’ boss, overwrite
                                                            And when I pull up, vroom, motorbike
                                                            Now all my niggas gettin’ bucked, overbite
                                                            I see them dusty-ass Filas, Levi’s
                                                            Raggedy-ass, holes in your knee-highs
                                                            I call the play, now do you see why?
                                                            These bitches callin’ me Manning, Eli
                                                            (Manning, Eli!) Ma, ma-ma-ma-ma, Manning, Eli
                                                            These bitches callin’ me (Manning, Eli)

                                                            [Eminem]
                                                            A-a-a-a-all you li’l faggots can suck it
                                                            No homo, but I’ma stick it to ‘em like refrigerator magnets
                                                            And I’m crooked enough to make straitjackets bend
                                                            Yeah, look who’s back again, bitch, keep actin’ as if
                                                            You have the same passion that I have
                                                            Yeah, right, still hungry, my ass
                                                            You assdicks had gastric bypass
                                                            Ain’t hot enough to set fire to dry grass
                                                            And ’bout as violent as hair on eyelids (Eyelash!)
                                                            Go take a flyin’ leap of faith off a fuckin’ balcony
                                                            ‘Fore I shove a falcon wing up your fly ass
                                                            You know what time it is, so why ask?
                                                            When Shady and Nicki’s worlds class
                                                            It’s (high class) meets (white trash)
                                                            Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
                                                            Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
                                                            Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
                                                            Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
                                                            Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
                                                            Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
                                                            Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
                                                            Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
                                                            Roman! Roman!
                                                            Stop it, stop it!
                                                            You’ve gone mad, mad, I tell you, mad!
                                                            You and this boy Slim Shady!
                                                            What’s goin’ on?
                                                            They’ll lock you away!
                                                            They’ll put you in a jail cell!
                                                            I promise!
                                                            Take your mother’s warning, Roman
                                                            Please
                                                            Back to bed! Run along!
                                                            Let’s go! Come on!
                                                            Wash your mouth out with soap, boys
                                                            (Boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys…)

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