Roman's Revenge
Nicki Minaj Lyrics

I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin
I'm not what you expect; I'm something different and extraordinary

So far ahead, these bums is laggin'
I'm way ahead of the competition

See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin'
My success is making my haters jealous and speechless

I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
I'm feeling powerful and unstoppable like a mythical beast

Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
Repeating how I'm feeling powerful and unstoppable

Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin'
My performance is so amazing, my female fans are losing control

So fuck I look like gettin' back to a has-been?
Why would I go back to being irrelevant?

Yeah, I said it, has-been
I'm calling out someone who is irrelevant or past their prime

Hang it up, flatscreen Plasma
I'm using a TV as a metaphor to say, 'Call it quits'

"Hey Nicki, hey Nicki," asthma
People get breathless and excited when they see me

I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine
My shoes, a reference to high heels, are deadly

I got bars, sentencin'
My lyrics are criminal and powerful, like a jail sentence

I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt And I'll kick that ho, punt Forced trauma, blunt
I'm aggressive, powerful, and will hurt anyone who challenges me

You play the back, bitch, I'm in the front You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fuckin' with You lil' Fraggle Rock, beat you with a pad-a-lock I am a movie, camera block You outta work, I know it's tough But enough is enough
I'm successful and powerful, and those who try to compete with me can't keep up

Rah, I eat your face off
I'm a monster who will defeat you

You niggas sweet as pie like this is a bake-off
My rivals are weak and easy to defeat

Err, I'll beat your brakes off
I'll hurt you badly

Hi, I'm Tune, salt in the wound
My presence is painful

I'm up in this bitch, pardon the goons
I'm in charge here, forgive my scary entourage

Throw dirt on the floor and get caught in the broom
I'll make you clean up my mess and then punish you for it

I like a big wet pussy with a fork and a spoon
I want everything a certain way and won't settle for less

I got money and the power, a woman in the shower And she don't want nothing but my Johnson, Howard Sour Dies in the Swisher Sweet, sweet and sour
I'm rich and powerful, enjoy luxurious things, and have many sexual partners

You're scared? Go to church, say your prayers, read a Bible
If you're afraid of me, try religion for help

Ah, I don't know what y'all on Please, I go in like "Goin'" Drink in my hand with the world in the other The Uzi go "Brr", stutter
I don't understand what people are thinking, but I keep going anyway and live my life with guns and alcohol

Life is a puzzle, jigsaw All I do is win, my name should be Victor
Life is difficult, but I'm always successful at it

Old-ass rappers I'm still the shit, old-ass Pampers Rah, rah, like a dungeon dragon
I'm superior to older rappers and feel powerful and unstoppable

Foie gras, I hear you ducks is quackin'
I'm fancy and rich, and hear people talking behind my back

I was just dumpin my ashes, I'ma puff it and pass it I'm a fuckin' assassin, you should jump in the casket
I'm a dangerous and deadly, and will make you regret cross me

Is this the thanks that I get for puttin' you bitches on?
I helped my rivals' careers and they're ungrateful

Is it my fault that all of you bitches gone?
Just because they're not popular anymore doesn't mean it's my fault

Should've sent a thank-you note, you little ho Now I'ma wrap your coffin with a bow
They should have showed gratitude to me, but now I will hurt them and make it look pretty

"Nicki, she's just mad 'cause you took the spot" Word, that bitch mad 'cause I took the spot?
People say that someone is angry at me for becoming more famous than they are

Well, bitch, if you ain't shittin', then get off the pot Got some niggas out in Brooklyn that'll off your top
If you can't compete, then stop trying or you'll get killed

I hear the mumblin', I hear the cacklin' I got 'em scared, shook, panickin'
My rivals are afraid of me

Overseas, church, Vatican You at a standstill, mannequin
I'm so powerful and famous that even the Catholic Church knows my name

You wanna sleep on me? Overnight?
If you underestimate me, you'll be surprised

I'm the motherfuckin' boss, overwrite
I'm in charge and better than anyone else

And when I pull up, vroom, motorbike Now all my niggas gettin' buck, overbite
I'm cool and my friends love me

I see them dusty-ass Filas, Levis Raggedy Anns, holes in your knee-highs
My critics are poor and poorly dressed

I call the play, now do you see why?
I'm in charge and know what's best

These bitches callin' me Manning, Eli Manning, Eli, these bitches callin' me Manning, Eli
I'm as successful and powerful as Eli Manning, a two-time Super Bowl champion quarterback in the NFL

Roman, Roman, stop it, stop it You've gone mad, mad, I tell you, mad You and this boy Little Weezy What's going on? They'll lock you away They'll put you in a jail cell, I promise Take your mother's warning, Roman, please Back to bed, run along, let's go, come on Wash your mouth out with soap, boys
Nicki Minaj is crazy, imaginary character Roman Zolanski is taking over and causing trouble