Minaj is one of the best-selling music artists with 100 million records sold worldwide.[7] Billboard ranked her as the top-selling female rapper of the 2010s and one of the greatest rappers of all time.[8][9] She is the only female rapper to have 3 number-one albums on the Billboard 200 chart.
Click Clack
Nicki Minaj Lyrics
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I was taught to only reach
When I lift the shirt that's the end of discussion
Click Clack mother fuckers, I ain't trynna hear that
They call me Nicholas, style defined as ridiculous
I beg your pardon, meet me at the garden
One draft, I'm New York's pick
I'm over seas rockin' hella capris
In the west indies eatin' delicacies
I tell 'em they want cain like Erica, please
Brother your money young like government cheese
Dese broke rappers always rappin' bout a pink truck
I'm only happy wen I hopin' out the bricks truck
And I don't need a 16, I got a sentence
I goes on a fucka like an entrance
Dese old bitches betta change they denture
When I get in the game they gon play the benches
Fuck your friendship, pay attention
Bitch get at me, I'm a pay my henchmen
A lot of rap niggas be trynna play hard
I was taught to only reach
When I lift the shirt that's the end of discussion
Click Clack mother fuckers, I ain't trynna hear that
They call me Maraj, fuck you and fuck your squad
Head bitch in charge, I ain't talkin bout the thot
I'm on the other line ain't, I ain't talkin' bout call waitin'
I'm VIP lil mama I just walk straight in
Lil Dolce & Gabanna got this bul hatin'
That's I pop up in the porch with the top vacant
Mami stop fakin', talkin' bout wat you got
You ain't got nathin' and your not cakin'
Your not my taste, get outta my face
I play the top like eight friends on your myspace
Stay in a Childs place check the timin'
I rock bitches like they throwin' up the diamond (it's the rock)
U on a flight, I be bakin' on islands
Mami your accent sound faker den Dylan
Murda dem, murda dem, fuck a competition, already murda dem
A lot of rap niggas be trynna play hard
I was taught to only reach
When I lift the shirt that's the end of discussion
Click Clack mother fuckers, I ain't trynna hear that
Dey call me Nicki M., hard to find me in a sticky gin
I play the club, with a thug and sum pretty friends
And if they ain't got the gat, they got the knife on
Your too wack to get up on one of my song
You gotta deal, 'cause you was givin' up the coochie prolly
But I'll arrange one hit like oochie wallie
And you'll be gon to November like Wyclef
I hold weight and I ain't talkin bout Biceps
I rep queens like the crown, when I'm in the town, ask Yung Jock
It's goin' down
Kisses to my bitches and my niggas, getta pound
June, turn me up, mic check?
Bitches don't know the half, like they flucked at math
Give a fuck about a bitch and the clique she with
Unless you doin' dem numbers like arithmetic
Young Nick holla back and turn up my shit
A lot of rap niggas be trynna play hard
I was taught to only reach
When I lift the shirt that's the end of discussion
Click Clack mother fuckers, I ain't trynna hear that
In "Click Clack," Nicki Minaj attacks other rappers who try to act tough, stating that lifting her shirt is all it takes to end any confrontation. While some rappers might claim to be "hard," Nicki instead chooses to focus on her unique style, calling it "ridiculous." She boasts about her success both in New York and overseas, enjoying exotic cuisine and designer clothes. She dismisses other female rappers who try to compete with her, saying they are not her taste and need to stay in their place. Nicki deliberately promotes herself as a powerful and dominating figure in the rap industry and asserts that she does not need anyone else's approval or friendship.
Overall, "Click Clack" is a song that embodies Nicki's image as a fierce and confident rapper. She is not afraid to speak her mind and assert her dominance, both through her lyrics and her attitude. The song's focus on style and success also highlights Nicki's ambition and determination to be the best in the game.
Line by Line Meaning
A lot of rap niggas be trynna play hard
Many rappers try to act tough
I was taught to only reach
I was taught to only use violence when necessary
When I lift the shirt that's the end of discussion
If I show you my gun, you better back off
Click Clack mother fuckers, I ain't trynna hear that
I'm not interested in listening to your threats
They call me Nicholas, style defined as ridiculous
My name is Nicholas and my style is unique and unconventional
I beg your pardon, meet me at the garden
Excuse me, let's meet up at Madison Square Garden
One draft, I'm New York's pick
I'm the best of New York's rappers, chosen by the people
And I don't lose like dem dudes on the New York Knicks (check it)
I don't fail like the New York Knicks basketball team
I'm over seas rockin' hella capris
I'm overseas wearing a lot of capri pants
In the west indies eatin' delicacies
I'm eating delicious food in the West Indies
I tell 'em they want cain like Erica, please
I tell them they want drugs like Erica Kane, please
Brother your money young like government cheese
Your money is cheap and worthless, like government cheese
Dese broke rappers always rappin' bout a pink truck
These poor rappers always rap about a pink truck
I'm only happy wen I hopin' out the bricks truck
I'm only happy when I'm getting out of my expensive car
And I don't need a 16, I got a sentence
I don't need a 16-bar verse, I can make a statement in just a few words
I goes on a fucka like an entrance
I aggressively confront someone like I'm entering a room
Dese old bitches betta change they denture
These older women should get new false teeth
When I get in the game they gon play the benches
When I become successful, my competition will lose their opportunities
Fuck your friendship, pay attention
I don't care about being friends, just listen to me
Bitch get at me, I'm a pay my henchmen
If you have a problem with me, I'll pay my associates to take care of it
They call me Maraj, fuck you and fuck your squad
They call me Maraj, and I don't care about you or your crew
Head bitch in charge, I ain't talkin bout the thot
I'm the leader, and I'm not talking about a promiscuous woman
I'm on the other line ain't, I ain't talkin' bout call waitin'
I'm busy on another call, and it's not call waiting
I'm VIP lil mama I just walk straight in
I have special access, I can walk right in without waiting
Lil Dolce & Gabanna got this bul hatin'
My fancy outfit makes people jealous
That's I pop up in the porch with the top vacant
That's why I show up in a convertible with the top down
Mami stop fakin', talkin' bout wat you got
Stop lying and bragging about what you have
You ain't got nathin' and your not cakin'
You don't have anything and you're not successful
Your not my taste, get outta my face
I don't like you, please leave me alone
I play the top like eight friends on your myspace
I am popular and successful, like having eight top friends on MySpace
Stay in a Childs place check the timin'
Stay in your lane and be quiet, pay attention to the timing
I rock bitches like they throwin' up the diamond (it's the rock)
I am successful and influential, like the diamond hand gesture of Jay-Z's record label
U on a flight, I be bakin' on islands
You're flying, but I'm relaxing on tropical islands
Mami your accent sound faker den Dylan
Your accent sounds fake, like Bob Dylan's singing voice
Murda dem, murda dem, fuck a competition, already murda dem
Kill my competition, I'm already better than them
Dey call me Nicki M., hard to find me in a sticky gin
They call me Nicki M., it's hard to find me in a confusing situation
I play the club, with a thug and sum pretty friends
I party with tough guys and attractive friends
And if they ain't got the gat, they got the knife on
If they don't have a gun, they have a knife for protection
Your too wack to get up on one of my song
You're not good enough to collaborate with me on a song
You gotta deal, 'cause you was givin' up the coochie prolly
You got a record deal because you probably had sex with someone in power
But I'll arrange one hit like oochie wallie
But I'll make you famous with just one hit song
And you'll be gon to November like Wyclef
And you'll be gone and forgotten, like Wyclef Jean
I hold weight and I ain't talkin bout Biceps
I have influence and power, not just strong muscles
I rep queens like the crown, when I'm in the town, ask Yung Jock
I represent Queens, New York like the crown, and when I'm there, ask Yung Joc
It's goin' down
It's about to get intense
Kisses to my bitches and my niggas, getta pound
Greeting to my female friends and male friends, fist bump
June, turn me up, mic check?
Can you please adjust the microphone?
Bitches don't know the half, like they flucked at math
People don't understand how successful and talented I am, like failing at math
Give a fuck about a bitch and the clique she with
I don't care about a woman and her group of friends
Unless you doin' dem numbers like arithmetic
Unless you are successful, like doing math problems
Young Nick holla back and turn up my shit
Young Nicki Minaj, respond and play my music loud
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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no OK
We need to get this on spotify
chacha buu
pleasssse
renata
yes
I’m Kiki
Ok can we talk about how good her rapping was? I know she’s still got it, but I also know Hollywood and the music industry’s expectations and what “sells.” I love Nic. I hope she drops a mixtape again soon for the old nicki fans !
LilNickiSan
@Slaylocal *greatest hits album 💿 but yes! Go stream🦄🦄
Slaylocal
Freaky girl is out her new album just got dropped
Tiana Giselle .💋
@Samlay Samlay 😭😭 .
Samlay Samlay
@klausi girl its 3 years not 15 years 💀💀
Zodiac
the way you predicted this
Kanani Lewenilovo
This beat and her sleezy flow, that’s why she’s hated, you can’t top her