Chords for Nicki Minaj - DID IT ON' EM -Pink Friday- lyrics
Tempo:
79.875 bpm
Chords used:
B
Bm
G
C#
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#] [G]
[B]
Shitty Dornem Man I just Shitty Dornem
Shitty Dornem Put your number twos in the air if you did
the Dornem Shitty Dornem
Man I just Shitty Dornem [Bm] Put your [B] number twos in the air [Bm] if you did the Dornem
All these bitches is my sons and I'm gonna go and get some bips for em
A couple formulas, little pretty lids on em
If I had a dick, I would pull it out and piss on em
Let me shake it off, I just signed a couple deals I might break you off
And we ain't making up, I don't need a mediator
Just let them bums blow steam, radiator
That was an earthquake, bitch!
You felt the ground shake, man!
You bitches ain't fucking with her!
You [B] ain't fucking with her!
You must have lost your fucking mind!
You must [Bm] have fucked your fucking head!
You crazy, stupid, fucking, [B] bullshit, in there, bitch!
I got a bitch in on em!
[G] This stone is flawless, [Bm] F1
I keep [G] shooters up top in the F1
A lot of bad bitches begging me [Dm] to F1
But [G] I'ma eat them bad bitches when the chef [Bm] come
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t
Throw some fresh ones
More talent than my motherfucking left thumb
She ain't a Nicki fan then the bitch deaf dumb
You ain't my son, you my motherfucking stepson
I don't know what that way look like
Bitch, I can't even spell what's spelled
You got me mistaken with your mother hoe
You bitches ain't done whatever you wanna do
We at the top, [B] bitch!
Shit, Bob!
Blue and Batata, every damn bitch!
Go, Chief!
We don't fuck with that!
Go, Chief!
Yeah!
[Bm] All these bitches is my sons
And I ain't talking bout Phoenix
Bitch, I get money so I do's what I pleases
I live with the motherfucking pools and the treeses
Broke bitch is so crusty Disgust me
Gator bitch arrived, got the cannon and the rusty
Trust me, I keep a couple hundred in the duffy
Couple wet wipes, case a bum try to touch me
El, I'm the Terminator
Bitch talk slick, I'ma have to terminate her
These little nappy headed hoes need a perminator
You my seed, I'll spray you with the germinator
[G]
[Bm] Move back, bugs
Matter fact, you know the queens who use a back rub
If you could turn back time, Cher
You used to be here, now you're gone, Nair
[B] You nappy headed, son of a bitches
I'ma start throwing just for me, at your head
I'ma get the kid version
The kid version, cause you don't want the shit
You little nappy headed hoes, run [Bm] around
Yeah, just for me
You [B] know it, you know [B]
it
Just for me
[G#]
[B]
Shitty Dornem Man I just Shitty Dornem
Shitty Dornem Put your number twos in the air if you did
the Dornem Shitty Dornem
Man I just Shitty Dornem [Bm] Put your [B] number twos in the air [Bm] if you did the Dornem
All these bitches is my sons and I'm gonna go and get some bips for em
A couple formulas, little pretty lids on em
If I had a dick, I would pull it out and piss on em
Let me shake it off, I just signed a couple deals I might break you off
And we ain't making up, I don't need a mediator
Just let them bums blow steam, radiator
That was an earthquake, bitch!
You felt the ground shake, man!
You bitches ain't fucking with her!
You [B] ain't fucking with her!
You must have lost your fucking mind!
You must [Bm] have fucked your fucking head!
You crazy, stupid, fucking, [B] bullshit, in there, bitch!
I got a bitch in on em!
[G] This stone is flawless, [Bm] F1
I keep [G] shooters up top in the F1
A lot of bad bitches begging me [Dm] to F1
But [G] I'ma eat them bad bitches when the chef [Bm] come
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t
Throw some fresh ones
More talent than my motherfucking left thumb
She ain't a Nicki fan then the bitch deaf dumb
You ain't my son, you my motherfucking stepson
I don't know what that way look like
Bitch, I can't even spell what's spelled
You got me mistaken with your mother hoe
You bitches ain't done whatever you wanna do
We at the top, [B] bitch!
Shit, Bob!
Blue and Batata, every damn bitch!
Go, Chief!
We don't fuck with that!
Go, Chief!
Yeah!
[Bm] All these bitches is my sons
And I ain't talking bout Phoenix
Bitch, I get money so I do's what I pleases
I live with the motherfucking pools and the treeses
Broke bitch is so crusty Disgust me
Gator bitch arrived, got the cannon and the rusty
Trust me, I keep a couple hundred in the duffy
Couple wet wipes, case a bum try to touch me
El, I'm the Terminator
Bitch talk slick, I'ma have to terminate her
These little nappy headed hoes need a perminator
You my seed, I'll spray you with the germinator
[G]
[Bm] Move back, bugs
Matter fact, you know the queens who use a back rub
If you could turn back time, Cher
You used to be here, now you're gone, Nair
[B] You nappy headed, son of a bitches
I'ma start throwing just for me, at your head
I'ma get the kid version
The kid version, cause you don't want the shit
You little nappy headed hoes, run [Bm] around
Yeah, just for me
You [B] know it, you know [B]
it
Just for me
[G#]
Key:
B
Bm
G
C#
Dm
B
Bm
G
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [G] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Shitty Dornem Man I just Shitty Dornem
_ Shitty Dornem Put your number twos in the air if you did
the Dornem _ Shitty Dornem
Man I just Shitty Dornem _ [Bm] Put your [B] number twos in the air [Bm] if you did the Dornem
All these bitches is my sons and I'm gonna go and get some bips for em
A couple formulas, little pretty lids on em
If I had a dick, I would pull it out and piss on em
_ Let me shake it off, I just signed a couple deals I might break you off
And we ain't making up, I don't need a mediator
Just let them bums blow steam, radiator
That was an earthquake, bitch!
You felt the ground shake, man!
You bitches ain't fucking with her!
You [B] ain't fucking with her!
_ You must have lost your fucking mind!
You must [Bm] have fucked your fucking head!
_ You crazy, stupid, fucking, [B] bullshit, in there, bitch!
I got a bitch in on em!
[G] This stone is flawless, [Bm] F1
I keep [G] shooters up top in the F1
A lot of bad bitches begging me [Dm] to F1
But [G] I'ma eat them bad bitches when the chef [Bm] come
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t
Throw some fresh ones
More talent than my motherfucking left thumb
She ain't a Nicki fan then the bitch deaf dumb
You ain't my son, you my motherfucking stepson
I don't know what that way look like
Bitch, I can't even spell what's spelled
You got me mistaken with your mother hoe
You bitches ain't done whatever you wanna do
We at the top, [B] bitch!
Shit, Bob!
Blue and Batata, every damn bitch!
Go, Chief!
We don't fuck with that!
Go, Chief!
Yeah!
_ _ _ _ [Bm] All these bitches is my sons
And I ain't talking bout Phoenix
Bitch, I get money so I do's what I pleases
I live with the motherfucking pools and the treeses
Broke bitch is so crusty Disgust me
Gator bitch arrived, got the cannon and the rusty
Trust me, I keep a couple hundred in the duffy
Couple wet wipes, case a bum try to touch me
El, I'm the Terminator
Bitch talk slick, I'ma have to terminate her
These little nappy headed hoes need a perminator
You my seed, I'll spray you with the germinator
_ [G] _
[Bm] Move back, bugs
Matter fact, you know the queens who use a back rub
If you could turn back time, Cher
You used to be here, now you're gone, Nair
[B] You nappy headed, son of a bitches
I'ma start throwing just for me, at your head
I'ma get the kid version
The kid version, cause you don't want the shit
You little nappy headed hoes, run [Bm] around
Yeah, just for me
You [B] know it, you know [B]
it
Just for me
_ _ _ _ [G#] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Shitty Dornem Man I just Shitty Dornem
_ Shitty Dornem Put your number twos in the air if you did
the Dornem _ Shitty Dornem
Man I just Shitty Dornem _ [Bm] Put your [B] number twos in the air [Bm] if you did the Dornem
All these bitches is my sons and I'm gonna go and get some bips for em
A couple formulas, little pretty lids on em
If I had a dick, I would pull it out and piss on em
_ Let me shake it off, I just signed a couple deals I might break you off
And we ain't making up, I don't need a mediator
Just let them bums blow steam, radiator
That was an earthquake, bitch!
You felt the ground shake, man!
You bitches ain't fucking with her!
You [B] ain't fucking with her!
_ You must have lost your fucking mind!
You must [Bm] have fucked your fucking head!
_ You crazy, stupid, fucking, [B] bullshit, in there, bitch!
I got a bitch in on em!
[G] This stone is flawless, [Bm] F1
I keep [G] shooters up top in the F1
A lot of bad bitches begging me [Dm] to F1
But [G] I'ma eat them bad bitches when the chef [Bm] come
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t
Throw some fresh ones
More talent than my motherfucking left thumb
She ain't a Nicki fan then the bitch deaf dumb
You ain't my son, you my motherfucking stepson
I don't know what that way look like
Bitch, I can't even spell what's spelled
You got me mistaken with your mother hoe
You bitches ain't done whatever you wanna do
We at the top, [B] bitch!
Shit, Bob!
Blue and Batata, every damn bitch!
Go, Chief!
We don't fuck with that!
Go, Chief!
Yeah!
_ _ _ _ [Bm] All these bitches is my sons
And I ain't talking bout Phoenix
Bitch, I get money so I do's what I pleases
I live with the motherfucking pools and the treeses
Broke bitch is so crusty Disgust me
Gator bitch arrived, got the cannon and the rusty
Trust me, I keep a couple hundred in the duffy
Couple wet wipes, case a bum try to touch me
El, I'm the Terminator
Bitch talk slick, I'ma have to terminate her
These little nappy headed hoes need a perminator
You my seed, I'll spray you with the germinator
_ [G] _
[Bm] Move back, bugs
Matter fact, you know the queens who use a back rub
If you could turn back time, Cher
You used to be here, now you're gone, Nair
[B] You nappy headed, son of a bitches
I'ma start throwing just for me, at your head
I'ma get the kid version
The kid version, cause you don't want the shit
You little nappy headed hoes, run [Bm] around
Yeah, just for me
You [B] know it, you know [B]
it
Just for me
_ _ _ _ [G#] _ _