Beautiful Sinner
Nicki Minaj Lyrics

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South Africa is where I come from
Get me my banjo, get me my drum
Kidnap career, and don't take ransom
Don't let me come out of my dungeon
When mi did ah leave then take it, it done
True say mi come out of England, it done
True say the pattern come from Kingston
Trinidad, Trinidad, my island

I see you in here dancing
Your preview is quite romantic
I envy your perfect kind of life
Who knew you'd be so sexy?
I think you're quite fantastic
Screw your flaws, you're perfect in my eyes

And maybe I'm naive for loving you
You're a cheat and a liar
But tonight, you're everything I desire

You beautiful sinner
I love your wicked heart
Beautiful sinner
It's such a work of art
I didn't know that bad could look so good
You are the type of bad that feels so good
You beautiful sinner

I bet you're hard as stone
Living in your world alone
I hope you let me in tonight
They want me to beware
You're dangerous, but I don't care
I can't wait to have you in my arms

And maybe I'm naive for loving you
You're a cheat and a liar
But tonight, you're everything I desire

You beautiful sinner
I love your wicked heart
Beautiful sinner
It's such a work of art
I didn't know that bad could look so good
You are the type of bad that feels so good
You beautiful sinner

Maybe you're the master of disguise and you are
Puttin' on and you're really the saint, the good one
Are you here to save me from the crowd?
If you are, then baby, take me now

Beautiful sinner
I love your wicked heart
Beautiful sinner

It's such a work of art
I didn't know that bad could look so good (oh, I didn't know)

You are the type of bad that feels so good
You beautiful sinner

Overall Meaning

In this song, Nicki Minaj sings about her attraction to a person who is considered a "beautiful sinner." She opens with a reference to her South African roots and requests her banjo and drum in a celebratory tone. She then mentions her career and how it was taken away from her and held for ransom, possibly alluding to the struggles she has faced in the music industry. She compares her upbringing in England to her pattern of life, which she attributes to Kingston, Jamaica, and Trinidad, the latter being her birthplace. The chorus of the song consists of her expressing her love for this person's wicked heart and how they are a work of art, even though they may be dangerous.

The second verse again highlights her attraction to this person despite their flaws, and she sings about how they lead a solitary life. She acknowledges that people warn her about this person being dangerous, but she cannot resist them. The bridge of the song is where Minaj questions the true nature of this person, whether they are truly a sinner or a saint in disguise. She then expresses her willingness to be saved by this person if they are indeed the latter. The song ends with the chorus, reiterating her love for this person's darkness and how it makes them more attractive to her.

Line by Line Meaning

South Africa is where I come from
I was born and raised in South Africa

Get me my banjo, get me my drum
I need my instruments to play music

Kidnap career, and don't take ransom
I'm unstoppable in my career and won't let anyone stop me

Don't let me come out of my dungeon
I like my privacy and alone time

When mi did ah leave then take it, it done
If I leave something behind, consider it gone for good

True say mi come out of England, it done
I lived in England but I've moved on

True say the pattern come from Kingston
My music style is influenced by the music scene in Kingston

Trinidad, Trinidad, my island
I'm from Trinidad and it's close to my heart

I see you in here dancing
I notice you dancing in this place

Your preview is quite romantic
The way you move is very romantic

I envy your perfect kind of life
I wish I had the same perfect life as you

Who knew you'd be so sexy?
I'm surprised by how attractive you are

I think you're quite fantastic
I think you're amazing

Screw your flaws, you're perfect in my eyes
I don't care about your flaws, I still think you're perfect

And maybe I'm naive for loving you
I might be foolish for loving you

You're a cheat and a liar
You're not trustworthy and you deceive others

But tonight, you're everything I desire
Even though you're not ideal, I still want you tonight

You beautiful sinner
You're a bad person, but you're attractive to me

I love your wicked heart
I'm attracted to your evil personality

It's such a work of art
Your badness is something to admire

I didn't know that bad could look so good
I never knew that being bad could be so attractive

You are the type of bad that feels so good
I like the feeling of being around someone bad like you

I bet you're hard as stone
You have a tough exterior

Living in your world alone
You don't let many people into your life

I hope you let me in tonight
I hope you'll let me into your life tonight

They want me to beware
People have warned me about you

You're dangerous, but I don't care
You may be dangerous, but I don't mind

I can't wait to have you in my arms
I'm excited to be close to you

Maybe you're the master of disguise and you are
You may be hiding your true nature

Puttin' on and you're really the saint, the good one
You may actually be a good person even though you seem bad

Are you here to save me from the crowd?
Are you my savior in the midst of a lot of people?

If you are, then baby, take me now
If you are my savior, then I want to be with you right now

It's such a work of art
Your badness is something to admire

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Alexander Junior Grant, Esther Renay Dean, Onika Tanya Maraj

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on Anaconda (Explicit)

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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)