In the first verse, she dismisses those who try to undermine her, proclaiming that she is capable of cutting off anyone who disrespects her. The mention of a "Makk truck, not a black truck" suggests that she is a force to be reckoned with and won't hesitate to take action. She also references Rosa Parks, suggesting that she is unafraid to stand up for herself and challenge societal norms.
The chorus reinforces her dominance by stating that she plays the game of life on her terms. She sees those who seek attention and validation (clowns who do it for "likes") as beneath her. The line "this is something light" implies that the challenges she faces are insignificant compared to her strength.
In the second verse, Nicki highlights her material success and attractiveness, boasting about her expensive Fendi designs and her ability to attract beautiful women. She rejects negative energy and evil influences, emphasizing that she only surrounds herself with positive vibes.
The outro serves as a final statement, declaring that she has little interest in those who talk without backing it up with action. Money speaks louder than words, and she maintains her dominance through her success.
Overall, "Yikes" is a fierce anthem of self-assurance, with Nicki Minaj asserting her position as a powerful figure who won't tolerate disrespect or negativity. It is a celebration of her success and status in the industry, as well as a declaration of her unapologetic confidence.
Yikes
Nicki Minaj Lyrics
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Y'all niggas know, y'all bitches know I'm the fucking queen
You ho bitches know, you dirty bum bitches know (grrr)
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Got the strings on 'em
Woke up, the price of coke up
I just hit 'em with the low cut, then call my folks up
All that talkin' out your neck, might just get your throat cut
This a Mack truck, not a black truck
When we move, tell 'em, "Back up," click click, clack, duck
Hella bands, pull up, stashed up, super facts up
All you bitches Rosa Parks, uh-oh, get your ass up, uh
Yikes, I play tag and you it for life (woo, life)
Yikes (yikes), you a clown, you do it for likes
Yikes (yikes), yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right, he be like (woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This is something light (light, light, woo)
Yikes, outta town on consistent flights
Yikes, work hard, this a different white (white)
Get your life, you bitches ain't livin' right
Yeah (sheesh, go), I keep two nines, yeah (sheesh)
You see my face all over that Fendi design, yeah
Soon as niggas press you, boy, you throw up peace signs, yeah
You don't want that action, pull your cards, you decline, yeah
Uh (woo, woo), I keep two dimes, yeah
Walk up to a bad bitch, be like, "I think you fine," yeah
I don't play with demons, Satan, get thee behind, yeah
'Bout to get fucked up on margarita with two limes, yeah
Ooh, I've been the same, ain't shit changed, this ain't nothin' new (woo)
That pretty frame, diamond chain, what the fuck it do?
Yo, clear the way, it's some bad bitches comin' through (sheesh)
I give two F's like the letters that are on my shoe
Yikes, I play tag and you it for life (woo, life)
Yikes (yikes), you a clown, you do it for likes
Yikes (yikes), yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right, he be like (woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This is something light (light, light, woo)
Yikes, outta town on consistent flights
Yikes, work hard, this a different white (white)
Get your life, you bitches ain't livin' right (ooh)
Bag talk, but ain't got no mouth for money
Bag talk, hmm
It's quiet, ain't no back talk (grrr)
Quiet, ain't no back talk
In "Yikes," Nicki Minaj positions herself as the queen of rap and a force to be reckoned with. The first verse of the song is an explicit statement of Nicki's dominance in the rap game, warning everyone not to mess with her. The second verse is about her power and influence, asserting that she keeps two guns and two female companions (dimes) who are her equals. Finally, the chorus is a taunt that's both playful and menacing, daring anyone to try and tag her in a game of tag and warning them that they might just get poked up if they do.
Overall, "Yikes" is an exercise in bravado and self-assertion, particularly in the face of those who would try to challenge Nicki's status as the queen of rap. The lyrics are full of allusions to power and control, including the Mack truck that Nicki compares herself to and the assertion that she doesn't play with demons like Satan. Through it all, Nicki's message is clear: she's on top, and she's not going anywhere.
Line by Line Meaning
Don't ever fuckin' play with me
Do not dare to mess with me
Y'all niggas know, y'all bitches know I'm the fucking queen
Both men and women are aware of me being the predominant one
You ho bitches know, you dirty bum bitches know (grrr)
You prostitutes and unclean ladies are aware of me as well
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Got the strings on 'em
This is a great moment for me, and my success is inevitable
Woke up, the price of coke up
I just hit 'em with the low cut, then call my folks up
Somebody 'bout to get poked up, go call a tow truck (tow)
All that talkin' out your neck, might just get your throat cut
This a Mack truck, not a black truck
When we move, tell 'em, "Back up," click click, clack, duck
Hella bands, pull up, stashed up, super facts up
All you bitches Rosa Parks, uh-oh, get your ass up, uh
I'm waking up to a rise in cocaine's price. I use my power and influence to cut my opponents, make threatening calls, and possibly call the police. You better stop talking shit or you will suffer the consequences. I represent strength, not weakness. Try opposing me and you will face violent reactions. I have lots of cash on me, and every other woman is just like Rosa Parks, so better make way for me.
Yikes, I play tag and you it for life (woo, life)
Yikes (yikes), you a clown, you do it for likes
Yikes (yikes), yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right, he be like (woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This is something light (light, light, woo)
Yikes, outta town on consistent flights
Yikes, work hard, this a different white (white)
Get your life, you bitches ain't livin' right
I'm tagging you with my brilliance, and you will never forget it. You're amusing yourself, trying to get some attention by acting like a clown. Even though it sounds great, it's not real. Hold on tight, this is going to be a wild ride. Why are you freaking out when this is just a leisurely journey? I work incredibly hard, but it's just another day for me. Better start taking life seriously, bitches.
Yeah (sheesh, go), I keep two nines, yeah (sheesh)
You see my face all over that Fendi design, yeah
Soon as niggas press you, boy, you throw up peace signs, yeah
You don't want that action, pull your cards, you decline, yeah
Uh (woo, woo), I keep two dimes, yeah
Walk up to a bad bitch, be like, "I think you fine," yeah
I don't play with demons, Satan, get thee behind, yeah
'Bout to get fucked up on margarita with two limes, yeah
Ooh, I've been the same, ain't shit changed, this ain't nothin' new (woo)
That pretty frame, diamond chain, what the fuck it do?
Yo, clear the way, it's some bad bitches comin' through (sheesh)
I give two F's like the letters that are on my shoe
I have two guns to protect myself. My face is all over branded clothing products. You freak out as soon as someone attacks you even a little, and then you don't do anything. If you don't want to fight, then just give up. I have two pretty girls around me who are obsessing over me. I don't associate with demons, so get lost Satan. I'm about to get wrecked on my drinks. I'm still that same old girl you knew, and my beauty is amazing. Get out of my way. I don't care about anything just like I don't care about the two letters on my shoe.
Yikes, I play tag and you it for life (woo, life)
Yikes (yikes), you a clown, you do it for likes
Yikes (yikes), yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right, he be like (woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This is something light (light, light, woo)
Yikes, outta town on consistent flights
Yikes, work hard, this a different white (white)
Get your life, you bitches ain't livin' right (ooh)
I'm still playing tag with you, and you are always it. It is so childish that you want likes. Sounds good to me, but it's nothing. Hold on tight, and I'll show you my power. Going out of town everyday is my thing. This job needs a lot of hard work, and it's unique every day. Get yourself on track, bitches. You aren't living your life right.
Bag talk, but ain't got no mouth for money
Bag talk, hmm
It's quiet, ain't no back talk (grrr)
Quiet, ain't no back talk
Everyone likes to talk about money, but they never seem to have it. All of you are talking too much, but nobody is saying anything. Shush! Stop being silly.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Bobby Barrett, Darryl Clemons, Derrick Milano, Onika Tanya Maraj, Taji Auser
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Don't ever fuckin' play with me
Y'all niggas know, y'all bitches know I'm the fucking queen
You ho bitches know, you dirty bum bitches know (Grrr)
Pooh, you a fool for this one
Drop the strings on 'em
[Verse 1]
Woke up, the price of coke up (Woo, woo)
I just hit 'em with the low cut, then call my folks up (Folks)
Somebody 'bout to get poked up, go call a tow truck (Tow)
All that talkin' out your neck, might just get your throat cut (Ooh, ooh)
This a Makk truck, not a black truck (Woo)
When we move, tell ‘em, "Back up," click click, clack, duck
Hella bands, pull up, stashed up, super facts up
All you bitches Rosa Parks, uh-oh, get your ass up, uh
[Chorus]
Yikes, I play tag and you it for life (Woo, life)
Yikes (Yikes), you a clown, you do it for likes
Yikes (Yikes), yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right, he be like (Woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This is something light (Light, light, woo)
Yikes, outta town on consistent flights
Yikes, work hard, this a different white (White)
Get your life, you bitches ain't livin' right (Woo)
[Verse 2]
Yeah (Sheesh, go), I keep two nines, yeah (Sheesh)
You see my face all over that Fendi design, yeah
Soon as niggas press you, boy, you throw up peace signs, yeah
You don't want that action, pull your cards, you decline, yeah
Uh (Woo, woo), I keep two dimes, yeah (Woo, woo)
Walk up to a bad bitch, be like, "I think you fine," yeah
I don't play with demons, Satan, get thee behind, yeah
'Bout to get fucked up on margarita with two limes, yeah
Ooh, I've been the same, ain't shit changed, this ain't nothin' new (Woo)
That pretty frame, diamond chain, what the fuck it do?
Yo, clear the way, it's some bad bitches comin' through (Sheesh)
I give two F's like the letters that are on my shoe
[Chorus]
Yikes, I play tag and you it for life (Woo, life)
Yikes (Yikes), you a clown, you do it for likes
Yikes (Yikes), yes, it's tight, but it doesn't bite
Grip it right, he be like (Woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This is something light (Light, light, woo)
Yikes, outta town on consistent flights
Yikes, work hard, this a different white (White)
Get your life, you bitches ain't livin' right (Ooh)
[Outro]
Bag talk
But ain't got no mouth when money bag talk, hmm
It's quiet, ain't no back talk (Grrr)
Quiet, ain't no back talk
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Get my life right🤦🏾♂️
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What im doing now 😭
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Good morning barbz. Only real fans are still supporting this bop.
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