Mona Lisa
Nicki Minaj Lyrics


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You make me so, you make me small
You make me
(I ain't worried 'bout a)

If you look at my
If you look at my love
You'll see
You'll see, I ain't worried about a he
See
I ain't worried about a he
I ain't worried about a he
I never take a knee, 'cause he ain't worry 'bout me
If you look at my
If you look at my love
I ain't worried about a he
And he ain't worried bout me
Live for my love
'Cause he ain't worried about me
Live for my love, me
I ain't never taking niggas, ain't worry 'bout me

You make me feel blue
You don't make me feel super
You don't make me feel super
Look at me
Me
He ain't worried about me
And I don't pick up dead leaves
He ain't worried about me
See
If it's you and me then it's you and me
Baby we don't worry about keys
You make me
Make me feel stuck
You don't give two fucks
You ain't worried 'bout me, you just tryna bust nuts
Time's up
All that bullshit lines up
All that talkin 'bout what you gon' do
Boy, go and get ya mind up

If you look at my
If you look at my love
You'll see
You'll see, I ain't worried about a he
See
I ain't worried about a he
I ain't worried about a he
I never take a knee, 'cause he ain't worry 'bout me
If you look at my
If you look at my love
I ain't worried about a he
And he ain't worried 'bout me
Live for my love
'Cause he ain't worried about me
Live for my love, me
I ain't never taking niggas, ain't worry 'bout me

(You make me feel)
I don't wanna fight but, I'll fuck around and shoot you
I don't wanna fight but you gave me no more choice
I will fuck around and end your life

If you look at my
If you look at my love
You'll see
You'll see, I ain't worried about a he
See
I ain't worried about a he




I ain't worried about a he
I never take a knee, 'cause he ain't worry 'bout me

Overall Meaning

In "Mona Lisa," Nicki Minaj is not worried about her man cheating on her because she believes that he isn't worth the trouble. She repeatedly says "I ain't worried 'bout he" because she knows that her love is strong enough that her man will always come back to her. She doesn't take a knee, meaning that she won't allow herself to be defeated by her man's actions. Nicki acknowledges that her man may try to pursue other women, but she is confident that he will return to her because of the unwavering love she has for him.


The line "You make me feel stuck, you don't give two fucks" expresses Nicki's frustration at her man's lack of effort in their relationship. She feels stagnant and unhappy with the way things are going but knows that he isn't worth the fight. The phrase "you just tryna bust nuts" also suggests that her man is only interested in using her for sex.


Overall, "Mona Lisa" is about Nicki's relationship with a man who isn't fully committed to her. She recognizes his potential infidelity but chooses not to let it affect her because she knows her worth and the strength of her love.


Line by Line Meaning

You make me so, you make me small
You have the power to control and diminish me


You make me
Your actions and words affect me deeply


(I ain't worried 'bout a)
I'm not concerned about another person


If you look at my
If you examine my love life


If you look at my love
If you examine the love I give and receive


You'll see
You'll notice that


You'll see, I ain't worried about a he
You'll see that I'm not worried about another man


See
Understand that


I ain't worried about a he
I'm not concerned about another man


I never take a knee, 'cause he ain't worry 'bout me
I won't submit to him because he doesn't care about me


Live for my love
I live for love


'Cause he ain't worried about me
Because he doesn't worry about me


Live for my love, me
I live for the love I give and receive


I ain't never taking niggas, ain't worry 'bout me
I won't take any man who doesn't care about me


You make me feel blue
You make me feel sad and unhappy


You don't make me feel super
You don't make me feel extraordinary or special


Look at me
Pay attention to me


Me
My thoughts and feelings


He ain't worried about me
He doesn't care about me


And I don't pick up dead leaves
I don't settle for things that are dead and lifeless


See
Understand that


If it's you and me then it's you and me
If we're together, it's just us


Baby we don't worry about keys
We don't worry about cars or status symbols


You make me
You have an impact on me


Make me feel stuck
Make me feel trapped and unable to move on


You don't give two fucks
You don't care at all


You ain't worried 'bout me, you just tryna bust nuts
You're not concerned about me, you just want to have sex


Time's up
The time for talking is over


All that bullshit lines up
All the lies and excuses are adding up


All that talkin 'bout what you gon' do
All the promises you made


Boy, go and get ya mind up
Get your thoughts and priorities straight


I don't wanna fight but, I'll fuck around and shoot you
I don't want to fight, but I'm prepared to defend myself


I don't wanna fight but you gave me no more choice
I didn't want to fight, but you forced my hand


I will fuck around and end your life
I am capable of killing you if necessary




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Nicki Minaj, Noel Fisher, Brian Soko, Rasool Diaz, Andre Proctor

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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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