Nicki Minaj Lyrics

Take a look at the authorized words of Nicki Minaj’s latest track “Red Ruby Da Sleeze,” which was co-created by Go Grizzly and Cheeze Beatz.

Nicki Minaj – Red Ruby Da Sleeze Lyrics

Intro
Queen

Verse 1
Only on ’em C’s if it’s breeze, Red Ruby Da Sleeze (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Chinese on my sleeve, these wannabe Chun-Lis
Anyway, nǐ hǎo (Nǐ Hǎo, uh-oh)
Who the fuck told bitches they was me now? (Uh-oh, ooh)
I knew these bitches was slow, I ain’t know these bitches senile (Ooh)
Married a shooter case you niggas tried to breathe loud (Brr-brr)
Boom your face off, then I tell him, “Cease fire”
I’m the AB side
Seven-hundred on ’em horses when we fixing to leave (Uh-oh)
But I don’t fuck with horses since Christopher Reeves (Uh-oh)
(Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Gotta be careful when I dip, it’s flips all in the whip
It’s 40s with 30 clips, FN’s with the switch
Guacamole with the taco, waiting on El Chapo
Came in the Rolls and left low in a Tahoe

Chorus
Bad gyal don’t die-die-die (Brr)
Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta
Real one lick a shot-ta-ta
She my lil’ vibe, my lil’ ah-ah-ah
Bad gyal don’t run from nobody, like ah
Rude boy want me touching on his body, like yah
Boy affi dead if he ever diss me
You know what to do if he ever miss me

Bridge
Miss me with that na-na-na, na-na-na-na
I stay with my na-na-na, na-na-na-na
His ex hit him, he like “Nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah”
He want the bad gyal sleeze like that
Well, I’ma tease like that
Ill na-na-na, na-na-na-na
He told me bring him that na-na-na, na-na-na-na
We don’t be Karen like donna-na, na-na-na-na
I like it when he grab my cheeks like that (Uh)
Why I’m a freak like that?

Chorus
Bad gyal don’t die-die-die
Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta
Real one lick a shot-ta-ta
She my lil’ vibe, my lil’ ah-ah-ah
Bad gyal don’t run from nobody, like ah
Rude boy want me touching on his body, like yah
Boy affi dead if he ever diss me
You know what to do if he ever miss me

Verse 2
When the Queen leave, bitches wanna come out like a cockroach (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Until I’m cooking in the kitchen like a pot roast
That new Spectre, we don’t fill pot holes (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Dorito—bitches mad that they not chose
Shout out my vatos
Shout out to hoes that’s watching me like Movados (Click, click, click)
All them, all them botched face photos, why would you post those?
Make a gyal duppy since I heard you like my ghost hoes
Big truck but I’m alone like Post though (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Call Malone and tell him I’m going postal (Brr)
These bitches rapping like my blooper roll (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Desert Eagle if your nigga acting super bold
(Got ’em, got ’em, got ’em) Got ’em like “Uh-oh”
Gun fingers like niggas doing the bogle
Ya fucking bozo
That .40 cal a make ’em dance like a go-go
Super fakks, that’s word to Super Cat
We ah rude gyal youth and we nuh tek back we chat
‘Cause bitches couldn’t walk in my Crocs, that’s word to Dundee
Just a bunch of airheads like Kelly Bundy
Man, these bitches so slow, man, they slower than sloths (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Six-hundred horse, how you gon’ catch the boss?
Caught ’em with they hand out, tryna catch the sauce (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Thierry Mugler flow tryna cut the cloth
See the difference is I run businesses (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
If I ain’t employ you, then what ya business is?
I’ll have staff roll up, like what the business is? (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
“Oh, you don’t know that my niggas kill witnesses?”

Chorus
Bad gyal don’t die-die-die
Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta
Real one lick a shot-ta-ta
She my lil’ vibe, my lil’ ah-ah-ah
Bad gyal don’t run from nobody, like ah
Rude boy want me touching on his body, like yah
Boy affi dead if he ever diss me
You know what to do if he ever miss me, yeah

Outro
If you want me to stay
I’ll never leave
If you want me to stay
We’ll always be
If you want me to stay
I’ll never leave
If you want me to stay
Love endlessly
If you want me to stay