Click Clack
Nicki Minaj Lyrics

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