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.
Shanghai
Nicki Minaj Lyrics
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I run around with them real niggas
Got real sons, I need a real sitter
When I leave niggas, they get real bitter
On a real nigga, I'm a real nigga
I run around with them real niggas
(Roll up on ya, roll up on ya)
Yo, yo, eight mil' on that new thing, tied up like my shoe string
Ain't fucking with you bitch niggas, and that's real rap but I do sing
Make room when I come by, ain't speaking, I'm dumb high
Just heard niggas got jokes, it's a matter of time before one dies
'Cause them dudes out and them tools out, all sixes like school's out
Niggas know when they talk slick that I'm winning fresh, they'll get chewed out
'Cause them dudes out and them tools out, all sixes like school's out
Niggas know when they talk slick that I'm winning fresh, they'll get chewed out
Their shit ain't regular rich, so they end up in a ditch
I'm not a regular bitch, so when niggas see me, they jump on my dick
He not a regular shooter, so when you see me, salute-a
Ain't got a knife in my hand, but I'm choppin' it up with some niggas from Cuba
On a real nigga, I'm a real nigga
I run around with them real niggas
Got real sons, I need a real sitter
When I leave niggas, they get real bitter
On a real nigga, I'm a real nigga
I'ma run around with them real niggas
(Roll upon ya, rull upon ya)
(Roll upon ya, rull upon ya)
Ask Jay who he married, eighty thousand in Paris
Stadiums with Queen B and that selfie, got 'em aggy
These bitches is light-weight, I'm always at fight-weight
Wrist game is on ice skate, 'cause we move work through that Tri-State
'Cause them boys out, and them toys out, still banging that noise out
You could get it in the winter-time or that Mayweather like Floyd's out
'Cause them boys out, and them toys out, still banging that noise out
You could get it in the winter-time or that Mayweather like Floyd's out
All of these bitches in pocket, I'm 'bout to make a deposit
Tell 'em to go 'head and gossip, as long as your house is the size of my closet
Anybody I call, they picks up, even if they was gettin' they dick sucked
These niggas don't make a mix-up, tell 'em niggas go step they bricks up
Tell 'em niggas go step they bricks up, (tell 'em niggas go step they bricks up)
On a real nigga, I'm a real nigga
I run around with them real niggas
Got real sons, I need a real sitter
When I leave niggas, they get real bitter
On a real nigga, I'm a real nigga
I'ma run around with them real niggas
(Roll upon ya, roll upon ya)
(Roll upon ya, roll upon ya)
When we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we Shanghai
When we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we Shanghai
When we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we Shanghai
Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai
Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai
Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai
Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai
When we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we Shanghai, yeah
When we bang, bye
Pop pills, now we Shanghai, yeah
The song "Shanghai" by Nicki Minaj is filled with themes like power, wealth, and influence. In the first verse, Nicki rhymes about her realness, her crew, and her haters. She touches on how her realness sets her apart from other people, as she runs with "real" people who share her values. However, upon leaving--or winning--the people she's previously interacted with become "real bitter." She reiterates that she only associates herself with real people in the chorus. Moving to the second verse, Nicki takes a break from bragging about her realness to brag about her wealth. She brags about buying an expensive car, her wrist game being on ice (which means she's wearing expensive jewelry) and how she moves work through the Tri-State, a wealthy area in the North-Eastern United States. She also brags about how people she calls will always pick up, no matter what they're doing. Nicki seems to be living a life of luxury, moving in rich circles of people in power.
What's interesting to note about the song is that some elements are a nod to other famous rappers. The chorus features audio taken from Jay Z's verse on his remix of "Bitch, Don't Kill My Vibe" by Kendrick Lamar. Nicki also references Jay Z and his wife, Beyonce's famous stadium tour. Additionally, there are hints towards famous boxers Floyd Mayweather and Mike Tyson when she mentions Mayweather and the phrase "when we bang, bye." Tyson at one time also had a tattoo of Chinese characters on his face, which is another possible nod to the "Shanghai" title. The song is one of her less popular tracks, though it still got some airplay when it was released.
Line by Line Meaning
On the real nigga, I'm a real nigga
I associate with genuine people
I run around with them real niggas
I interact with other authentic individuals
Got real sons, I need a real sitter
I have actual offspring who require genuine care
When I leave niggas, they get real bitter
People get genuinely upset when I depart
Yo, yo, eight mil' on that new thing, tied up like my shoe string
I've invested eight million dollars in a new asset, which is worth a lot to me
Ain't fucking with you bitch niggas, and that's real rap but I do sing
I don't associate with fake people, and even though hip-hop is my primary music genre, I can also sing
Make room when I come by, ain't speaking, I'm dumb high
I'm high on drugs when I'm around people, and I don't always verbally communicate
Just heard niggas got jokes, it's a matter of time before one dies
I've been told some people have been making fun of me, so I believe that someone will face consequences for those jokes
'Cause them dudes out and them tools out, all sixes like school's out
People prepare to fight with weapons, and it's like kids running around during summer break after school is over
Niggas know when they talk slick that I'm winning fresh, they'll get chewed out
People are aware that if they criticize me, I'll come back at them in a significant, powerful way
Their shit ain't regular rich, so they end up in a ditch
People will lose what they have because they don't have authentic wealth
I'm not a regular bitch, so when niggas see me, they jump on my dick
People are attracted to me because I'm unique
He not a regular shooter, so when you see me, salute-a
When people acknowledge me, they should also respect me
Ain't got a knife in my hand, but I'm choppin' it up with some niggas from Cuba
I'm just talking to some guys from Cuba, even though I'm not holding a blade
Ask Jay who he married, eighty thousand in Paris
Jay-Z can tell you about who he married, and I spent eighty thousand dollars in Paris
Stadiums with Queen B and that selfie, got 'em aggy
I've performed at stadiums with Beyoncé, and people are jealous of our selfie
These bitches is light-weight, I'm always at fight-weight
Other females don't pose the same challenge I do because I'm always ready to fight
Wrist game is on ice skate, 'cause we move work through that Tri-State
I have expensive jewelry, and we smuggle things across the New York, New Jersey, and Connecticut area
All of these bitches in pocket, I'm 'bout to make a deposit
I can easily manipulate other females, and I'm going to put their earnings into my bank account
Tell 'em to go 'head and gossip, as long as your house is the size of my closet
I don't care if people spread rumors as long as their homes aren't as luxurious as my closet
Anybody I call, they picks up, even if they was gettin' they dick sucked
When I call people, they answer even if they're receiving oral sex
These niggas don't make a mix-up, tell 'em niggas go step they bricks up
Guys should improve their drug-dealing operations and not make mistakes
When we bang, bye
When we have sex, it's over quickly
Pop pills, now we Shanghai
We take ecstasy and feel like we're in Shanghai
Shanghai, Shanghai, Shanghai
We feel like we're in Shanghai
When we bang, bye
When we have sex, it's over quickly
Pop pills, now we Shanghai, yeah
We take ecstasy and feel like we're in Shanghai
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Christian Ward, Deshawn Kennedy, Irvin Whitlow, Nicki Minaj, Robert Sample, Stephen Hacker, Steven Pugh
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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)
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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)
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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)
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(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
(Damn)
(Damn)
(Hey)
(Hey)
(Hey)
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