Lirik Nicki Minaj - Roman Holiday

Lirik "Roman Holiday" dari Nicki Minaj ini dipublikasikan pada tanggal 28 Maret 2012 (12 tahun yang lalu).

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Berikut cuplikan syair nyanyian / teks dari lagunya: " Take a short vacation, Roman / You'll be okay / There is so much you can take, you can take / Worship the queen and you might could pass / Keep it real, these chicks couldn't wipe my huh / These chickens can't even spell that / Cause my flow's the".

Single lainnya dari Nicki Minaj di antaranya Sugar (feat. Nicki Minaj), Anaconda, Only, Anaconda, dan Up In Flames.

Lirik Lagu Roman Holiday

Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You’ll be okay
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (Roman holiday)
A Roman holiday

You done, you tight?
You suck at life?
You don’t want a round three?
Worship the queen and you might could pass
Keep it real, these chicks couldn’t wipe my huh
Anyway, stylist, forget the Barbie
I am the ultimate Svengali
These chickens can’t even spell that
You, you hoes buggin’
Repel that
Let me tell you this, sister
I am, I am colder than a blister
Cause my flow’s the sickest
And I’m a lunatic
And this can’t be cured with no Elixir
Cuz y’all know who da, who da, I do
I done put the pressure to every thug I knew
Quack quack to a duck and a chicken too
And put the hyena in a weekend zoo

Witch, twitch, bitch!
Godmother’s right, this is World War 6
This right here is gonna make a chick die
And this right here is gonna make a chick cry
And this right here is an undersigned shock
And this what I do when a chick breaks flock
I’mma put her in a dungeon under, under
All the girls ain’t eating
They dieing of hunger
Mother I need, who is this ohh
And yes maybe this a type of tourettes
Get my wigs someone go and get my beret

Talking bout me, you talking about me?
I dare a mother, he talking about me
They must be smokin’ a couple of OC
They want the outline, I give them a goatee
Gah, mother, they talking about me?
I dare a mother, they talking about me
They must be smokin a couple of OC
They want the outline I give them a goatee
Mother, forgive me

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