Champion
Nicki Minaj Lyrics


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This a celebration, this is levitation
Look at how you winning now? This took dedication
This is meditation, higher education
This the official competitor elimination
I-I-I-I was taking trips with Web to move weight
Came back to Queens to hit up a new state
Bitches don't know the half, like they flunk they math
Bitches ain't half cut up crack up in the stash
50 Cent Italian, icy flow
This is that Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
Cause they killed my little cousin Nicholas
But my memories only happy images
This is for the hood, this is for the kids
This is for the single mothers, niggas doing bids
This one is for Tee-Tee, Tweety, Voila, Sharika
Candace, Thembi, Lauren, Iesha

It's a celebration
For the ghetto, oh
It's time, times like these (Ooh ooh)
They know who we are by now
They know who we are
Champion, the champion (champion, champion)

Yeah, okay, we made it to America
I remember when I used to stay with Erica
Label transferred 20 million to Comerica
It's fucking terrible, it's got me acting out of character
Young T.O. nigga, either riding range
Or Ferrari top down, screaming, "Money ain't a thang!"
Tell me when I change, girl, but only when I change
Cause I live this shit for real, niggas know me in the game, they know!
Making hits in three acre cribs
Cooking up tryna eat niggas, steak and ribs
I made a couple stars outta basic chicks
Nowadays blow the candles out, don't even make a wish
Having good times, making good money
Lot of bad bitches, but they good to me
I make them do the splits for a rap
Wish you niggas good luck, tryna get where I'm at
Straight like that

It's a celebration
For the ghetto, oh
It's time, times like these (Ooh ooh)
They know who we are by now
They know who we are
Champion, the champion (champion, champion)

Straight balling in this bitch, Jeremy Lin; 'Melo
Tell me one thing you won't do: settle
Give me one word for your chain: yellow
Pocket full of money, black cars; ghetto
Critics say I ain't in the game, A.I
Jeezy, how you deal with the fame? Stay high
Stay putting on for the town, may I?
What you call a crib in the sky? Play-high
Over a mil in three weeks, yeah I did it like a champ
Momma taught me pride, yeah she did it with the stamps
Wait a minute, everybody pause for the photo
Somebody tell these local hating niggas, I'm global
Tell me what I gotta do to get this champagne going
What I gotta do to get this coconut flowing?
Don't let me hear Shawn Carter, I'm the ballest of the ace
Let me hit up Sean Combs, money cases in my place, let's celebrate

It's a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It's times like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are
Champion, a champion

What up Nicki? it's nasty yeah yeah yeah
I saw my first two million dollars, I was 23
I'm barely a man, yet, I had some killers under me
This ain't rated PG, this rated PJ
Cause that's where a nigga from; murder on replay
My 24th b-day, I'm sailing to Bermy,
you can see me on a yacht Blasting Pac, little not, I ain't greedy
I'm back to thugging, bitches, back to making them kiss other bitches
My man sister like me, I don't fuck my brother sister
I just aspire your desire to be different
My ten year old plan is just one year to finish
My list looks like this, first thing that you'll discover
The difference in pussy: white, black, Latin and other
Here's a man who clearly isn't basic
Waiting list, just to hear me or witness the greatness
Loud laughter while writin' my next chapter
Fast cash life, happily ever after
Champions

It's a celebration
For the ghetto, oh
It's time, times like these (Ooh ooh)
They know who we are by now




They know who we are
Champion, the champion (champion, champion)

Overall Meaning

The song "Champion" by Nicki Minaj is an anthem that celebrates success after hard work and dedication. The lyrics describe how Nicki has achieved greatness through diligence, education, and meditation, and that she is now an official competitor who has surpassed all obstacles on her path to success. She alludes to drug activities and shootings in her hood, where they killed her little cousin Nicholas, but she keeps only happy memories of him. Nicki dedicates the song to those in the hood, kids, single mothers, and people behind bars.


In the second verse, Nicki Minaj describes the wealth and fame she has achieved after moving to the United States. She recalls living with Erica and how her label transferred $20 million to Comerica. Nicki talks about the luxurious lifestyle she has now and the bad girls who are good to her. She mentions the critics who say she is not in the game and how she deals with fame, staying high and putting on for her town. The third verse gives an insight into her personal life, where she mentions the wealth she has accumulated and her plan to finish her goals in one year. She raps about her love for different races of women, her desire to be different, and how laughter fuels her writing.


Overall, the lyrics tell the story of a champion who has worked hard to achieve greatness and succeeded by staying true to herself.


Line by Line Meaning

This a celebration, this is levitation
This is a moment to celebrate and feel uplifted


Look at how you winning now? This took dedication
You are successful now, but that success came from hard work and dedication


This is meditation, higher education
This is a form of meditative reflection and learning


This the official competitor elimination
This is the official removal of competition from the equation


I-I-I-I was taking trips with Web to move weight
I used to transport drugs with Web to make money


Came back to Queens to hit up a new state
I returned to Queens to expand my operations


Bitches don't know the half, like they flunk they math
These women don't understand the situation, like they are failing at basic math


Bitches ain't half cut up crack up in the stash
These women don't even know what's really in my stash


50 Cent Italian, icy flow
My flow is as cool and sharp as 50 Cent's Italian jewelry


This is that Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
This is the kind of success story where you can afford ice cream


Cause they killed my little cousin Nicholas
This is dedicated to my little cousin Nicholas who was tragically killed


But my memories only happy images
Despite the tragedy, I choose to remember only the happy moments with Nicholas


This is for the hood, this is for the kids
This is dedicated to the community and the children growing up in it


This is for the single mothers, niggas doing bids
This is dedicated to the struggling single mothers and incarcerated men in the community


This one is for Tee-Tee, Tweety, Voila, Sharika
This is dedicated to specific people in my life and community


Candace, Thembi, Lauren, Iesha
This is dedicated to more specific people in my life and community


It's a celebration
This is a moment of celebration


For the ghetto, oh
This celebration is for the whole community, especially those from the ghetto


It's time, times like these (Ooh ooh)
It's time for moments like these


They know who we are by now
We are known and recognized at this point


They know who we are
We are well-known and recognized


Champion, the champion (champion, champion)
We are the champions and victorious


Yeah, okay, we made it to America
We have successfully made it to America


I remember when I used to stay with Erica
I remember staying with Erica in the past


Label transferred 20 million to Comerica
My record label transferred $20 million to Comerica Bank


It's fucking terrible, it's got me acting out of character
This situation is terrible and has caused me to act out of character


Young T.O. nigga, either riding range
I'm a young Toronto native either driving a Range Rover


Or Ferrari top down, screaming, "Money ain't a thang!"
Or driving a Ferrari with the top down, screaming that money isn't a concern


Tell me when I change, girl, but only when I change
Let me know when I change, but only if I actually change


Cause I live this shit for real, niggas know me in the game, they know!
I actually live this lifestyle and people in the industry know this to be true


Making hits in three acre cribs
I'm making hit music while living in a luxurious three-acre property


Cooking up tryna eat niggas, steak and ribs
I'm hustling and grinding to make money to enjoy wealthy luxuries such as steak and ribs


I made a couple stars outta basic chicks
I have helped turn some ordinary women into stars


Nowadays blow the candles out, don't even make a wish
Nowadays, I have everything I could possibly want, so blowing out candles on a birthday cake doesn't hold the same meaning


Having good times, making good money
I'm enjoying life and making good money at the same time


Lot of bad bitches, but they good to me
I'm surrounded by women who may have a bad reputation, but they are good to me


I make them do the splits for a rap
I'm so successful that I can make women do anything for me, even do the splits for a rap


Wish you niggas good luck, tryna get where I'm at
I wish those trying to reach my level of success good luck, because it won't be easy


Straight like that
That's how it is


Straight balling in this bitch, Jeremy Lin; 'Melo
I'm balling and dominating like basketball players Jeremy Lin and Carmelo Anthony


Tell me one thing you won't do: settle
I will not settle for anything less than success and dominance


Give me one word for your chain: yellow
My chain is so impressive that it's worth describing with just one word: yellow


Pocket full of money, black cars; ghetto
I have a pocket full of money and own flashy, black cars, but I still come from the ghetto


Critics say I ain't in the game, A.I
Critics are saying that I'm not really in the game, but I compare myself to Allen Iverson, a former NBA player who was underestimated by critics, but still succeeded


Jeezy, how you deal with the fame? Stay high
Jeezy, how do you deal with the fame? By staying high on drugs


Stay putting on for the town, may I?
I continue to represent and put on for my hometown, don't I?


What you call a crib in the sky? Play-high
What do you call a luxurious home in the sky? Play-high


Over a mil in three weeks, yeah I did it like a champ
I made over a million dollars in just three weeks and did it like a champion


Momma taught me pride, yeah she did it with the stamps
My mother taught me to have pride despite growing up poor and relying on food stamps


Wait a minute, everybody pause for the photo
Hold on everyone, stop for a moment to take a photo


Somebody tell these local hating niggas, I'm global
Let these local haters know that I have global recognition and success


Tell me what I gotta do to get this champagne going
Let me know what I have to do to get this champagne flowing and the celebration started


What I gotta do to get this coconut flowing?
What do I need to do to get the party started and the drinks flowing?


Don't let me hear Shawn Carter, I'm the ballest of the ace
Don't bring up Jay-Z's name to me, because I am the most successful and dominant player in the game


Let me hit up Sean Combs, money cases in my place, let's celebrate
Let me call up Sean Combs, who has a lot of money and success like me, and let's celebrate together


Put it up for the ghetto
Let's celebrate and represent for the ghetto community


It's times like these
These are the moments we've been waiting for


Champion, a champion
We are the champions


What up Nicki? it's nasty yeah yeah yeah
What's up Nicki? This is Nasty, yeah yeah yeah


I saw my first two million dollars, I was 23
I made my first two million dollars when I was only 23 years old


I'm barely a man, yet, I had some killers under me
I was still young and inexperienced, but I had some dangerous individuals working for me


This ain't rated PG, this rated PJ
This isn't rated for children, it's rated for adults


Cause that's where a nigga from; murder on replay
Because that's where I come from, there is a lot of violence and murder happening regularly


My 24th b-day, I'm sailing to Bermy
For my 24th birthday, I'm going on a sailing trip to Bermuda


you can see me on a yacht Blasting Pac, little not, I ain't greedy
You can see me on a yacht playing music by Tupac, but I'm not being greedy - I'm sharing the experience with others


I'm back to thugging, bitches, back to making them kiss other bitches
I'm back to being involved in illegal activity and making women engage in sexual activities with each other


My man sister like me, I don't fuck my brother sister
My friend's sister is attracted to me, but I wouldn't have sex with my friend's sibling


I just aspire your desire to be different
I am inspiring you to want to be different and stand out


My ten year old plan is just one year to finish
I planned to achieve certain goals within ten years, but I was able to accomplish them in only one year


My list looks like this, first thing that you'll discover
My list of priorities looks like this, the first thing you will learn is


The difference in pussy: white, black, Latin and other
The first priority on my list is talking about the differences in vagina types from different races and ethnicities


Here's a man who clearly isn't basic
I am a man who is clearly not ordinary or basic


Waiting list, just to hear me or witness the greatness
People are lining up and waiting just to see me and experience the greatness


Loud laughter while writin' my next chapter
I'm laughing loudly while writing my next music album or project


Fast cash life, happily ever after
My life is all about fast money and living happily ever after


Champions
We are the champions




Lyrics © Budde Music Publishing GmbH, DistroKid, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Sentric Music, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Onika Maraj, Nasir Jones, Tyler Matthew Williams, Aubrey Drake Graham, Jay W Jenkins

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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

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(Damn)
(Hey)
(Hey)
(Hey)

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