Nicki Minaj

Nicki Minaj has quickly come into fame this recent year of 2010. Her fame has given her praises on radio, television and internet. A few million other chumps could say the same thing. Many will remember


Her kind gestures

Her seemingly deep expression

Just The Facts

  1. Born December 8, 1984
  2. Real name Onika Tanya Maraj.
  3. She once worked at a Red Lobster restaurant in the Bronx.
  4. She enjoys tight pants. which give her a muffin top. EWWW!

Your Love

Nicki is auto tuned. It makes me cry she sounds like a whinny child.


Shawty Imma only tell you this once, you the illest (dat for dat dat dude)

Umm, the illest? Is he infecting you with mono or something? Herpes? AIDS?

And for your lovin' Imma Die Hard like Bruce Willis

Like bruce willis? SO are you a man? umm... So you're a mono infected man?

You got spark, you,

Are you a firework??? wait when did it get all katy perry up in here?

you got spunk

So he's healthy down there (nudge nudge wink wink), even if he is the illest with his mono and what-not.

You, you got something all the girls want
You're like a candy store

Girls don't want mono/herpes/AIDS. AIDS ���¢�¯�¿�½ chocolate.

And I'm a toddler.

So your boyfriend is a peedo. Something is very wrong in this relationship.

You got me wantin' more and ma ma more of

Oh. So she was infected as an infant. What a hard life prior to her 15 minutes of fame. Honest sentiment. (yak. yak. puke.)

Your love,your love(yeah)
{repeat 4x}
Your love, your love
{repeat 4x}

{Verse 1}


Looks like Nicki is playing rapper right about now...

He the type to pop tags and be cockin the brim

As if it eludes to guns, but is, in fact about hats. Those stupid gangsta hats

Might breeze through The Ave, might stop at the gym
And he keep a du rag, keep his wave on swim
Wa waves on swim so they hate on him

I have nothing except this definitively proves her man is a gangster.

Anyway I think I met him sometime before

This ain't something you think about. You know him, or he is a stranger.

In a different life or where I record

Or perhaps when he kidnapped you and stole you away to be his gangsta bitch?

I mean he was Adam, I think I was Eve

Umm, maybe she is the original woman... In which case, thank GOD for evolution.

But my vision ends with the apple on the tree

Maybe cause he kiddnapped you...

'S' on my chest cuz I'm ready to save him

you think it is for SuperMan. I think it's for Scarlett, as in Scarlett letter.

Cuz I'm the one like I'm Tracy McGrady

I hate sports. I guess you're an NBA fan.

And I think I love him like Eminem call us Shady


When he call me mama, lil mama, I call him baby

Wait, maybe he's her son. Inbreds. It's like John Connors from Terminator


(yo, yo yo yo)

He the type to keep a couple hundred grand in a rubberband

I think that means that means that he umm... might be using you... as a prostitute. and dealing.

Just left Money Gram in the Lemon Land

It just got all Katy again what witht the candy sweetness stuff...

Hot damn make me scream like summer jam

I mean that nigga must be from the motherland

As i understand it, the motherland is the third Reich... who... umm didn't like...

Anyway I think I met him in the Sky

You met him in heaven... which means you're just a bit... Dead.

When I was a Geisha he was a Samurai

So you were a type of high class prostitute? Honey, you ain't high class. you a prostitue

Somehow I understood him when he spoke Thai

How could you understand that he was speaking thai unless you knew thai? And I thought he was a samurai, who is japanese?

Never spoke lies and he never broke fly

Well, um, he might be lying about his nationality or his occupation. Sorry to brust your muffin top bubble there nicki...

"S" on my chest let me get my cape on

To cover your scarlet letter.

He so thugged out, Ghostface and Raekwon
Convict just like Akon

As a convict, how can he love you? that's a effed up relationship there... eww.

Cuz you know the snitches be puttin a jake on
A jake on... Jake is a name. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU ON ABOUT!


Find me in the dark

I'll be in the stars

Because you know, she's dead from the mono/herpes/AIDS

Find me in your heart

Nicki, I hate to break it to ya, but he's finding you in another part of his anatomy

I'm in need of your love
Your Love, your love, your love, your love
Baby, you're the illest,

your love Your love

I hated this song. I wanted to puke. It is inacurate. I wanted to cry. I hope I never view her muffin top again...

You see right thru me

You see right through me

Well nicki, I think your skankity behavior makes it entirely possible.

How do you do that shit? x3

Nicki I pull down my pants and let nature happen. Can you not poop? Is that's what's in your muffin top? Is that why you have decided to irritate most of humanity.

How do you x5
Nicki, you are a grown woman. learn to construct questions in such a way that they make sense.

You let me win

Because otherwise you'd throw a hissy fit.

You let me ride
You let me rock
You let me slide

Nicki, I really am convinced you are a small child! GET BACK IN SCHOOL!

And when they looking
You let me hide

As your skankity hobag picture illustrates above, nicki, you ain't one for hiding.

Defend my honor
Protect my pride


The good advice
I always hated
But looking back
It made me greater

I hate clich�©s. I hate you.

You always told me
Forget the haters

I would like it if you forgot me, but I WILL NEVER FORGET!

Just get my money

just like a hooker.

Just get my weight up

I think you look fine. I mean you have a freaking muffin top.

Know when I'm lying
Know when I'm crying
It's like you got it
Down to a science

Nicki you sing about your lies. You throw hissy fits every time you cry. It's not rocket science.

Why am I trying


No you ain't buying

Why buy the cow when the milk is free? SHZAM! there's some good advice for you nicki!

I tried to fight it
Back with defiance

Do or do not. There is no try.

You make me laugh
You make me hoarse

you're a hoooooooooooooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrse

From yelling at you
And getting at you
Picking up dishes
Throwing them at you

And part of a domestic disturbance.

Why are you speaking
When no one asked you
Nicki, why are you speaking? No one asked you.

You see right through me
How do you do that shit? x3
How do you x5

You see right through me
How do you do that shit? x3
How do you x5

What are we doing

Nicki, this is called rapping... Badly.

Could you see through me
And you say Nicki
And I say who me
And you say no you
And I say screw you
Then you start dressing,

This is even less sensible then your other music.

And you start leaving
And I start crying
And I start screaming

Oh of course you have ANOTHER hissy fit. I'm sorry you cannot tie down a man. It's pretty hard to when you're a prostitute.

The heavy breathing,


But what's the reason
Always get the reaction you wanted

Nicki, that guy on the phone doesn't want to talk out your feelings. He wants to talk out his boner.

I'm actually fronting
I'm asking you something
Yo, answer this question

Hope the answer is yes, cause that's all he's going to say on the phone

Class is in session

WOAH! NO PHONES IN CLASS! Teacher's gonna be pissed...

Tired of letting
Passive aggression
Control my mind

yeah, then come on Nicki leave yo MAN!

Capture my soul

Nicki, you have no soul.

Okay you're right
Just let it go

Nicki, you need more selfconfidence, counseling, and a new man. Or maybe no man at all.

Okay you got it
It's in the can

He's got poop. good for him. But dear nicki, WE DON'T NEED TO KNOW ABOUT YOUR MAN IN THE CAN!

Before I played it
You knew my hand

He's a cheater. In more ways then one.

You could turn a free
Throw to a goal

yeah. he's a cheater. he's a cheatin'. ON YOU!

Nigga got the peep
Hole to my soul

... and every other part of your soul... BODY!

You see right through me
How do you do that shit? x3
How do you x5

You see right through me
How do you do that shit? x3
How do you x5



Would you just stop looking through me cause I can't take it
No I can't take it
yeah, if we stop, then we can't tell how terrible you really are.

You see right through me
How do you do that shit? x3
How do you x5

You see right through me
-You see right through me baby
You see right through me
You see right through me

In conclusion...

Nicki is a child AIDS/Mono/Herpes infected prostitue who needs relationship counseling, or just to leave her man. However because she thinks she is Eve (AS IN THE EVE), she won't because then humanity would not exist. Or he'd get all samurai on her. Then go cheat.

Her look for The 2011 grammys