Nicki Minaj – Hell Yeah (feat. Parker) Lyrics

Hell Yeah

Nicki Minaj (feat. Parker)

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"Hell Yeah." - Nicki Minaj (feat. Parker)

Friday, 23 October 2026, 03:30 am

Album: Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded the Re-Up

Track No: 03

What we do when we go high?
We doin' it all night
Ooh, the girls, they wanna ride with us tonight
I'm in the middle of the club with my **** and we all fucked up
Screamin' hell yeah, hell yeah
What we do when we go high?
We doin' it all night
Ooh, the girls, they wanna ride with us tonight
I'm in the middle of the club with my **** and we all fucked up
Screamin' hell yeah, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah
I ain't see you on the Forbes yet
Swear to God, I ain't see you in them stores yet
Donatella on the corset
Pretty gang in the back of my Corvette
Copped my best friends Rangers and Benzes
Plus all my menses, Louis V lenses
This is how it feel when you winnin'
Man, they been rocking with me since the beginning, innin'
This is where the stress ends
Feel ill when you never gotta stress ends
Always in the press when
Paparazzi in the bushes with the stretch lens
Say cheese to that
Pull up on the double R, pop clutch on them
No, the strippers ain't mad when I touch on them
Russell Simmons shoe game, put the rush on them
Send a GT vodka, sittin' on top, uh
Mafia money, eatin' seafood pasta
VMA's, I was good, dear
Front row, yeah, always in a good chair
The bad gon' boo but the good cheer
That's why my pocket's on blimp like the Goodyear
Yeah, yeah
What we do when we go high?
We doin' it all night
Ooh, the girls, they wanna ride with us tonight
I'm in the middle of the club with my **** and we all fucked up
Screamin' hell yeah, hell yeah
What we do when we go high?
We doin' it all night
Ooh, the girls, they wanna ride with us tonight
I'm in the middle of the club with my **** and we all fucked up
Screamin' hell yeah, hell yeah
But you're boring as fuck, though
Why these bitches in the game so cutthroat?
Why they can't just let young Nicki live?
Why the gotta feel the wrath to know Nikki is?
Not playin', boss for real
When they go against the kid it's gon' cost for real
Came straight from the hood with the cross appeal
That's why these big names wanna toss the deal
Okay, I'll take it, sign on the dotted line
But I'm quick to check a bitch if she outta line
Shout out Mike, Darnell, and Nigel
Why these bums so mad that the queen on Idol, huh?
Say cheese to that
When they see me on the screen, check E! for that
Bitches lyin' on the kid, I won't leave for that
Intimidated by my aura, where Rita at?
Send a GT vodka in a helicopter
Me and my Japanese bitches in Osaka
BET, I was good, dear
Front row, yeah, always in a good chair
Why the fuck would I leave when I'm good here?
Let me send a Twitpic of my good hair
Yeah, yeah
What we do when we go high?
We doin' it all night
Ooh, the girls, they wanna ride with us tonight
I'm in the middle of the club with my **** and we all fucked up
Screamin' hell yeah, hell yeah
What we do when we go high?
We doin' it all night
Ooh, the girls, they wanna ride with us tonight
I'm in the middle of the club with my **** and we all fucked up
Screamin' hell yeah, hell yeah

Writer(s): Onika Maraj & Peter Ighile.

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