"Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded" is the second studio album by Trinidadian rap… Read Full Bio ↴"Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded" is the second studio album by Trinidadian rapper Nicki Minaj. It was released on April 2, 2012 by Young Money, Cash Money and Universal Republic.
Stylistically, the record is divided by the first half's hip hop tracks and the second half's dance-pop songs. Minaj raps in her unhinged alter ego "Roman Zolanski" over the former tracks' hard-edged beats and mostly sings on the latter half; she returns to rapping on the album's final track "Stupid Hoe".
Music journalist Jody Rosen delineates the album's music as comprising "'Side One' for the hip-hop headz, 'Side Two' for teenyboppers." Slant Magazine's Matthew Cole comments that the album is "partitioned almost exactly between a rap half and a pop half". Pitchfork Media's Ryan Dombal denotes the second half as tracks following "Roman Reloaded" and writes that they "range from brittle Euro-trance to milquetoast R&B to washed-out balladry." Music critic Kitty Empire cites the song "Pound the Alarm" as a "compromise" between the album's two stylistic halves.
Stylistically, the record is divided by the first half's hip hop tracks and the second half's dance-pop songs. Minaj raps in her unhinged alter ego "Roman Zolanski" over the former tracks' hard-edged beats and mostly sings on the latter half; she returns to rapping on the album's final track "Stupid Hoe".
Music journalist Jody Rosen delineates the album's music as comprising "'Side One' for the hip-hop headz, 'Side Two' for teenyboppers." Slant Magazine's Matthew Cole comments that the album is "partitioned almost exactly between a rap half and a pop half". Pitchfork Media's Ryan Dombal denotes the second half as tracks following "Roman Reloaded" and writes that they "range from brittle Euro-trance to milquetoast R&B to washed-out balladry." Music critic Kitty Empire cites the song "Pound the Alarm" as a "compromise" between the album's two stylistic halves.
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Pink Friday ... Roman Reloaded
Nicki Minaj Lyrics
Automatic I can't control the way I'm movin my hips Bet you…
Beautiful Sinner South Africa is where I come from Get me my banjo,…
Beez in the Trap Yo, man, man, uh Bitches ain't shit and they ain't saying…
Champion This a celebration, this is levitation Look at how you winni…
Come on a Cone Bitches ain't serious, man, these bitches delirious All thes…
Fire Burns Mmm, you shoulda left the other day You let me beg…
Gun Shot Mi man, mi say nuff gyal a road a chase…
HOV Lane Zipping, I'm zipping, I'm zippin' Soon as they come out, I'm…
I Am Your Leader Uh look sucker, this my gun butter Street fighter bitches, t…
Marilyn Monroe I can be selfish Yeah, so impatient Sometimes I feel like Ma…
Pound the Alarm Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little…
Right By My Side It all comes down to this I miss your mornin' kiss I…
Roman Holiday Take your medication, Roman Take a short vacation, Roman, yo…
Roman Reloaded Bang my shit bang, it bang bang B-B-Bang my shit bang…
Sex in the Lounge I think I gave him a discrete name, he replied…
Starships (RedOne) Uh, let's go to the beach-each Let's go get a wave…
Stupid Hoe Uh, yo, yo I get it cracking like a bad back Bitch…
Whip It Hey, you, jump in this ride It's real nice, and slippery…
Young Forever I used to think that we'd run away One lovely pretty…
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on Anaconda (Explicit)
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit
Big dope dealer money, he was gettin' some coins
Was in shootouts with the law, but he live in a palace
Bought me Alexander McQueen, he was keeping me stylish
Now that's real, real, real
Gun in my purse, bitch, I came dressed to kill
Who wanna go first? I had 'em pushing daffodils
I'm high as hell, I only took a half a pill
I'm on some dumb shit
By the way (hey), what he say? (Hey)
He can tell I ain't missing no meals (hey)
Come through and fuck him in my automobile (hey)
Let him eat it with his grills, he keep tellin' me to chill (hey)
He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal (hey)
He say don't like 'em boney, he want something he can grab (hey)
So I pulled up in the Jag', and I hit him with the jab like (hey)
Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun (hey, hey)
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
Oh my gosh, look at her butt (damn, damn)
Oh my gosh, look at her butt (damn, damn)
Oh my gosh, look at her butt (damn, damn)
(Look at her butt) (damn)
Look at, look at, look at
Look, at her butt
This dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles
Dick bigger than a tower, I ain't talking about Eiffel's
Real country-ass nigga, let me play with his rifle
Pussy put his ass to sleep, now he calling me NyQuil
Now that bang, bang, bang
I let him hit it 'cause he slang Cocaine
He toss my salad like his name Romaine
And when we done, I make him buy me Balmain
I'm on some dumb shit
By the way, what he say? (Ooh, hey)
He can tell I ain't missing no meals (hey)
Come through and fuck him in my automobile (hey)
Let him eat it with his grills, he keep telling me to chill (hey)
He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal (hey)
He say he don't like 'em boney, he want something he can grab (hey)
So I pulled up in the Jag', Mayweather with the jab like (hey)
Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun (hey, hey)
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
Oh my gosh, look at her butt (damn, damn)
Oh my gosh, look at her butt (damn, damn)
Oh my gosh, look at her butt (damn, damn)
(Look at her butt) (damn)
Look at, look at, look at
Look, at her butt
Little in the middle but she got much back
Little in the middle but she got much back
Little in the middle but she got much back
(Oh my God, look at her butt)
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
Don't, my anaconda don't
Don't want none unless you got buns, hun
Oh my gosh (little in the middle but she got much back)
Look at her butt (damn, damn)
Oh my gosh (little in the middle but she got much back)
Look at her butt (damn, damn)
Oh my gosh (little in the middle but she got much back)
Look at her butt (damn, damn)
(Look at her butt) (oh my gosh)
Look at, look at, look at
Look at her butt
Yeah, he love this fat ass, hahaha!
Yeah, this one is for my bitches with a fat ass in the fucking club
I said, where my fat ass big bitches in the club?
Fuck them skinny bitches, fuck them skinny bitches in the club
I wanna see all the big fat ass bitches in the muthafuckin' club
Fuck you if you skinny bitches, what? K'yeah
Haha, haha, rrr
Yeah
I got a big fat ass
K'yeah
Come on
(Damn)
(Damn)
(Hey)
(Hey)
(Hey)
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on I'm the Best
Hi
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on I'm the Best
I'm sorry baby
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on I'm the Best
I love you baby
Eh Shehu
on I’m The Best
bad bitch gone bad
Lynn Zimmerman
on I Lied
life im in the air