Run & Hide
Nicki Minaj Lyrics


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Don't be goofy, bring some passion to the table, what you doin'?
Don't be stupid, I'm the realest bitch you know, yeah, I'm the truest
When you pull up, gotta pull up on me like you already knew it
Yeah, you keep saying you the truth when, nigga, you gon' have to prove it

'Cause it's been a minute since I trusted somebody
'Cause I don't ever put my trust in nobody
I hate to picture you out fuckin' somebody
So I don't ever put my trust in nobody

Who am I to deny?
Yeah, you say who am I to run and hide?

Don't be jealous, put some trust inside your text when you be textin'
Tell the truth when you get tired of me askin' all them questions
I pray to God for peace and love, I'm lookin' at you as a blessing
You told me life ain't luck and love, so take that passion as a lesson

'Cause it's been a minute since I trusted somebody
'Cause I don't ever put my trust in nobody
I hate to picture you out fuckin' somebody
So I don't ever put my trust in nobody





But who am I to deny?
Yeah, you say who am I to run and hide?

Overall Meaning

In Nicki Minaj's song Run & Hide, she calls for passion, truth, and trust in her relationships. She shows her strength as a woman and demands respect from her partner. She challenges him to prove his loyalty and not just use words to claim he's the real deal. The opening lines of the song command her partner to bring passion, not be goofy, and become someone she can trust. Nicki asserts her authenticity, calling herself the realest bitch and the truest person he knows. She warns her partner that he needs to prove that he is trustworthy if he wants her to believe him because she hasn't trusted anyone in a while. She doesn't trust him either because she hates to imagine him being intimate with someone else. She questions her partner, asking who she is to run and hide, suggesting that she is not one to shy away from confrontation, but she's also not one to trust easily.


Nicki then goes on to confront her partner about his jealousy and lack of trust. She asks him to be honest with her and tells him that she sees him as a blessing, praying for peace and love in their relationship. She reminds him that he told her that life is not about luck and love, and she hopes that he sees their relationship as a valuable lesson, learning to express love and passion, while also cultivating trust.


In summary, Run & Hide is a song about Nicki Minaj's expectations and desires for her romantic relationships. She calls for honesty, passion, and trust from her partner, revealing her strength, power, and authenticity. She confronts the insecurities and doubts that come with relationships and asserts her boundaries, making it clear that she will not trust someone easily, and they must prove their loyalty to be with her.


Line by Line Meaning

Don't be goofy, bring some passion to the table, what you doin'?
Stop acting silly, show me that you truly care, what are you waiting for?


Don't be stupid, I'm the realest bitch you know, yeah, I'm the truest
Don't act foolish, I am the most authentic woman you've met, yes, I am genuine


When you pull up, gotta pull up on me like you already knew it
When you arrive, approach me with confidence as if you've known me for a long time


Yeah, you keep saying you the truth when, nigga, you gon' have to prove it
You keep claiming that you're honest, but you will have to demonstrate that to me


'Cause it's been a minute since I trusted somebody
It's been a while since I relied on anyone


'Cause I don't ever put my trust in nobody
I never trust anyone completely


I hate to picture you out fuckin' somebody
I don't like to imagine you having sex with someone else


So I don't ever put my trust in nobody
That's why I never trust anyone completely


Who am I to deny?
Who am I to refuse?


Yeah, you say who am I to run and hide?
You ask who am I to avoid confrontation?


Don't be jealous, put some trust inside your text when you be textin'
Don't be envious, show me that you have faith in me even when we're texting


Tell the truth when you get tired of me askin' all them questions
Be honest when you become weary of me asking all those inquiries


I pray to God for peace and love, I'm lookin' at you as a blessing
I pray to God for harmony and affection, I consider you a gift


You told me life ain't luck and love, so take that passion as a lesson
You informed me that life is not solely chance and romance, so use that ardor as a learning experience




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Brittany Hazzard, Onika Maraj, Rex Kudo, Rupert Jr. Thomas

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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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