Nicki Minaj ‘Queen’ Album: 20 of the Best Lyrics
One of the greatest aspects of being a music fan is the anticipation that surrounds a project or album. In 2018, only a handful of releases have been craved as much as Nicki Minaj's Queen album. Nearly four years removed from her last album The Pinkprint, Nicki has made her return with a body of work that finds her marking her territory and putting her competition on notice that she's back and better than ever.
A lot has happened since Nicki Minaj last dropped an album. She's had relationships with not one but two rap stars (Meek Mill and Nas), and watched rising female rappers vie for the No. 1 spot as the queen of rap. She clears the air throughout Queen's 19 tracks, showing no hint of rust or wear. Her album is heavy on outright raps, and she delivers a bevy of quotable bars that serve as a reminder of her lyrical prowess. Still, she balances things out with melodic moments that are indicative of her range as an artist.
Boasting features from Eminem, The Weeknd, 2 Chainz, Swae Lee, Foxy Brown and other star talent, Queen is a blockbuster release that captures Nicki Minaj at the top of her game and stands as one of the most high-profile rap projects of the year. With Nicki Minaj's latest offering in heavy rotation, XXL compiles a list of the 20 best lyrics from Queen that proves she is in a class of her own.
"They done went to witch doctors to bury the Barbie/But I double back, kill bitches, bury the body/And that go for anybody, you'll be thoroughly sorry/I could wage war or I come in peace like Gandhi/All my powers back now I'm scary to zombies/Bring the heat to a sizzle, I ain't talking Kalonji/I done fasted and prayed, had to cleanse my body/Abstaining from sex, had to zen my body" —Nicki Minaj
"Yo, you can't wear Nicki wig and then be Nicki/That's like a fat nigga thinkin' he can be Biggie/One rough ride, now you DMX and Swizzy/One hot video, you hyped? Now you just giddy/You made one dope beat, now you Kanye?/You got a nigga named Jay, now you 'Yoncé?/You got about three stacks, now you André?You put a part in your fade, oh, you Nas, bae?/You gotta have real skill, gotta work for that/If it's really your passion would you give the world for that?/Unlike a lot of these hoes whether wack or lit/At least I can say I wrote every rap I spit" —Nicki Minaj
"I got the money and the power now/The G5'll get me out there in an hour now/The Mac movin’ like crack, I'm sellin' powder now/G-game over, locker room, hit them showers now/I got the trophies and the catalog/Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the catalog/I'm buyin' buildings, we don't buy the blogs/The Nicki Challenge when I fly to Prague" —Nicki Minaj
"You've ain't dealin' with a fuckin' featherweight/I used to medicate until I'd get a fuckin' bellyache/And now I'm finna step on the pedal, don't wanna ever brake/I wanna accelerate to a level that I can elevate/The men up with the pen, I'll make it mothafuckin' detonate/I wanna make it a capella, wait, I gotta set a date/With the devil and celebrate, together we can renovate/And re-develop hella weights, and I'ma get a special place" —Eminem
"I tried to fuck 50 for a powerful hour/But all the nigga wanna do is talk Power for hours/B-beat the pussy up, make sure it's a K-O/Step your banks up like you're moving that ya-yo/Somebody go and make sure Karrueche okay though/I heard she think I'm tryna give the coochie to Quavo/They always wanna beat it up, goon up the pussy/Man, maybe I should let him Auto-Tune up the pussy" —Nicki Minaj
"I know what these niggas like and it ain't my charm/I ain't stupid, this $250 on my arm/I like money more than dick, nigga, that's a fact/You think pussy's everything? Well, let's have a chat/A-a-ass out, pussy fat, point me to a rich nigga/Who gon' Rico, Ace me, pay in full my money, Mitch nigga?/I'ma help him fuck the check up, I'ma run the business/If your girl don't get it poppin', put me on your wishlist" —Nicki Minaj
"I'm the billy, billy goat, the goat, the goat's here/Vintage Hermès by Jean Paul Gaultier/Lagerfeld customize my gold chair/I run the point, you bitches just go cheer/Uh, look at my knockoffs, I told 'em knock it off/Anything that Nicki do, you know they knock it off/Put my crown on again, and I'ma knock it off/Anything with Nicki in it, they gonna pocket off/I mean profit off, my plug drop it off/You see them copyin' my hair, tell 'em, 'Chop it off'" —Nicki Minaj
"Doors look like wings, Barbie sittin', bad-da-bing, Barbie trippin'/Curve niggas like they arms in a sling/Hot off the swing, Barbie swingin', to the ring, Barbie blingin'/Good box, so he called Donna King/Who the fuck gon' party with them dollies, tell' em never do the money till em hate you probably gon' sew/Who the fuck gon' cop me with the body, always thinkin' like a hottie, always saying what someone won't do/Who the fuck gonna pull up in your city, looking every bit pretty, with the itty bitty titty bitch crew/Who the fuck gon' beat him with a 22, if he don't lose the attitude, and run off with his credit cards too" —Nicki Minaj
"They deliver my Lambo, all white with a tan bow/My body is a work of art, he eatin' this Van Gogh/I'm not in the bando, I'm Pablo Sandals/White beaches, candles, we sexin', anglo/Wh-wh-what you think all the niggas wanna cuff for?/A lot of Bloods, what you think they in the cut for?/Yeah it's the sweep, I ain't talkin' when the dust fall/My winnin' streak still hasn't peaked, you little dust ball" —Nicki Minaj
"Here go some haterade, get ya thirst quenched/Styled on 'em in this Burberry trench/These birds copy every word, every inch/But gang gang got the hammer and the wrench/I pull up in that quarter milli off the lot/Oh, now she tryna be friends like I forgot/Show off my diamonds like I'm signed by the Roc/Ain't pushin' out his babies 'til he buy the rock" —Nicki Minaj
"I went and copped the chopsticks, put it in my bun just to pop shit/I'm always in the top shit, box seats, bitch, fuck the gossip/How many of them coulda did it with finesse?/Now everybody like, 'She really is the best'/You play checkers, couldn't beat me playin' chess/Now I'm about to turn around and beat my chest/Bitch, it's King Kong, yes, it's King Kong/Bitch, it's King Kong, this is King Kong/Chinese ink on, Siamese links on/Call me 2 Chainz, name go ding dong" —Nicki Minaj
"Pink Friday had Eminem/spit hard but I'm feminine/Iconic trio on 'Monster,' Goblins and Gremlins/What's left that I didn't do?/You bit the forbidden fruit/You thought you'd get my spot? Who the fuck was kiddin' you?/Took a lil' break but I'm back to me/Tryna make a new Nicki with a factory/They'll never toe to toe on a track with me/There'll never be another one after me/'Cause the skill levels still just a half of me/Blasphemy, my niggas will blast for me/All these low IQ hoes baffle me/Tell 'em that I watch but just take a bath for me" —Nicki Minaj
"Ay, yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do/Swerve the foreign on 'em, navy blue/They baby blue/Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew/All my niggas move that Britney, Ari', yeah, Katy too/Niggas gassed on it, really though, gas I pump them/Straight trash on the really, yo, yes, I dumped him/Push the limits, I'm a pushy bitch, yes, I bumped him/Push past filthy rich, ask I trumped them" —Nicki Minaj
"See a bitch got more coins than a game room/So we ain't ever hatin' in TheShadeRoom/See I keep my sons in a playroom/So me and you ain't ever in the same room/I tell him eat the cookie 'cause it's good for him/And when he eat the cookie he got good form/He know I don't ever cheat because I'm good to him/Might gotta have his baby, nurses yellin' push for him" —Nicki Minaj
"Yo, headline tour, sir, with the bands, sir/I ain't pressed, sir, over a band, sir/Get her a ticket, sir, she's a fan, sir/Can't keep her man off my Instagram, sir/New slaves, but I'm still the master/I'm whippin' foreigns to make 'em go faster/Miss Aretha, I think I just passed her/Icy Patek, tell 'em, 'Kiss my ass, sir'" —Nicki Minaj
"Call me A.I., sir, I'm The Answer/I'm in the playoffs, sir, I advance, sir/These niggas broke, they ain't got no plans, sir/I call 'em Sway, they ain't got the answer/Ass shots, sir, with no chaser/Pretty titties all up in his face, sir/They double tap, sir, it's a fact, sir/All the comments sayin', 'It's a snack, sir'" —Nicki Minaj
"On the gas, sir, on the gas, sir/Splurgin' cash, sir, throwin' cash, sir/Fuckin' hoes, sir, fuckin' hoes, sir/Ridin' foreigns, sir, ridin' foreigns, sir/Dirty Fanta, sir, dirty Fanta, sir/Hot Atlanta, sir, Hot Atlanta, sir/Cockin' hammers, sir, cockin' hammers, sir/Excuse my manners, sir, excuse my manners, sir" —Future
"Too much money, I ain't never need a sugar daddy/I'm the belle of the ball, you could call me Patty/I flew in from Trinidad, peep this nigga pressin'/I think that he popped a molly 'cause look how he sweatin'/I'ma let my niggas rob him as soon as it set in/None of you bum bitches can sit with me and Gretchen" —Nicki Minaj
"You could take all my bitches out to Abu Dhabi/Let one of my besties confiscate your Maserati/You should throw a party on the yacht for everybody/If we fuck your shit up, OMG, I'm very sorry/You could call me Barbie, 'cause I look just like a dolly/Yes I bury them when they come for me, call me Halle/Since I've been my turn, my niggas call me the finale/I'm a busy bitch, I'm filthy rich, no time to polly" —Nicki Minaj
"Ayo if I'm in the Gurkha, then they in the back of it/If I tell 'em eat food, then they make a snack of it/If they take your cocaine then they make a crack of it/If they grab your gold chain then they make a plaque of it/Know we never lack on it, run up with the MAC on it/Put a couple racks on it, they gon' put the whack on it/She got the Nicki bundles, worth a stack on it/That's word to Brook' now, that’s word to Bucktown/That’s word to Harlem World, shout out to Uptown/You know I shine on 'em, I spray sheen on ’em/That's word to Southside, Jamaica, Queens on 'em" —Nicki Minaj