Dive deep into 'Lyrics So Far,' the latest track by Minaj Style. With hard-hitting verses, bold wordplay, and unapologetic swagger, this song is all about staying at the top of the game. Perfect for anyone who loves fierce lines and catchy beats, 'Lyrics So Far' demands attention from start to finish.
[Intro]
Got the beat bumpin'
[Chorus]
Nah (Nah), you ain't ever had this kind of play (Kind of play)
I got him beggin', trippin' every single day (Every day)
He tryna grip it, but I make him wanna pay (Wanna pay)
Yeah, I'm stackin' up the bills, I need my way (Need my way)
Bitch, I'm the queen, I wrap the fur around my neck (Around my neck)
Took him to the edge, make him write another check (Another check)
Oh, he a wildcard, can't keep him in line (In line)
But I got the moves, make him lose track of time
[Verse 1]
They can't handle what I got, that's real (Nah)
After me, they gonna struggle with the feels (Struggle)
I'm the baddest in the game, got the sex appeal (Sex)
Got them all in their feelings, they ain't even real (Nah)
I'm in Prada, drippin' with the gold threads (Gold)
I'm the hot shot, keep his fantasies fed (Fed)
You ain't seen a queen like me, that's big facts (Big)
You ain't touched a vibe like mine, that's back to back
[Chorus]
Nah (Nah), you ain't ever had this kind of play (Kind of play)
I got him beggin', trippin' every single day (Every day)
He tryna grip it, but I make him wanna pay (Wanna pay)
Yeah, I'm stackin' up the bills, I need my way (Need my way)
Bitch, I'm the queen, I wrap the fur around my neck (Around my neck)
Took him to the edge, make him write another check (Another check)
Oh, he a wildcard, can't keep him in line (In line)
But I got the moves, make him lose track of time (Track of time)
[Verse 2]
My boy, he want that new ride, high demands (High demands)
I get the money, then I slide it through my hands (Through my hands)
All these diamonds got me sparklin', like the brands (Like the brands)
Took a jet to Paris, just to flex for the stands (For the stands)
More racks, more stacks, I'm on new heights (New heights)
Took him out to dinner, in the city lights (City lights)
Got a grip on his mind, got him feelin' tight (Feelin' tight)
He can't keep up with this, I'm dynamite
[Chorus]
Nah (Nah), you ain't ever had this kind of play (Kind of play)
I got him beggin', trippin' every single day (Every day)
He tryna grip it, but I make him wanna pay (Wanna pay)
Yeah, I'm stackin' up the bills, I need my way (Need my way)
Bitch, I'm the queen, I wrap the fur around my neck (Around my neck)
Took him to the edge, make him write another check (Another check)
Oh, he a wildcard, can't keep him in line (In line)
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Lyircs so far, minaj style, swearng,long verses
[Intro]
Got the beat bumpin'
[Chorus]
Nah (Nah), you ain't ever had this kind of play (Kind of play)
I got him beggin', trippin' every single day (Every day)
He tryna grip it, but I make him wanna pay (Wanna pay)
Yeah, I'm stackin' up the bills, I need my way (Need my way)
Bitch, I'm the queen, I wrap the fur around my neck (Around my neck)
Took him to the edge, make him write another check (Another check)
Oh, he a wildcard, can't keep him in line (In line)
But I got the moves, make him lose track of time
[Verse 1]
They can't handle what I got, that's real (Nah)
After me, they gonna struggle with the feels (Struggle)
I'm the baddest in the game, got the sex appeal (Sex)
Got them all in their feelings, they ain't even real (Nah)
I'm in Prada, drippin' with the gold threads (Gold)
I'm the hot shot, keep his fantasies fed (Fed)
You ain't seen a queen like me, that's big facts (Big)
You ain't touched a vibe like mine, that's back to back
[Chorus]
Nah (Nah), you ain't ever had this kind of play (Kind of play)
I got him beggin', trippin' every single day (Every day)
He tryna grip it, but I make him wanna pay (Wanna pay)
Yeah, I'm stackin' up the bills, I need my way (Need my way)
Bitch, I'm the queen, I wrap the fur around my neck (Around my neck)
Took him to the edge, make him write another check (Another check)
Oh, he a wildcard, can't keep him in line (In line)
But I got the moves, make him lose track of time (Track of time)
[Verse 2]
My boy, he want that new ride, high demands (High demands)
I get the money, then I slide it through my hands (Through my hands)
All these diamonds got me sparklin', like the brands (Like the brands)
Took a jet to Paris, just to flex for the stands (For the stands)
More racks, more stacks, I'm on new heights (New heights)
Took him out to dinner, in the city lights (City lights)
Got a grip on his mind, got him feelin' tight (Feelin' tight)
He can't keep up with this, I'm dynamite
[Chorus]
Nah (Nah), you ain't ever had this kind of play (Kind of play)
I got him beggin', trippin' every single day (Every day)
He tryna grip it, but I make him wanna pay (Wanna pay)
Yeah, I'm stackin' up the bills, I need my way (Need my way)
Bitch, I'm the queen, I wrap the fur around my neck (Around my neck)
Took him to the edge, make him write another check (Another check)
Oh, he a wildcard, can't keep him in line (In line)
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