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LLC

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"LLC." - Nicki Minaj

Wednesday, 21 October 2026, 05:24 pm

Album: Queen (Deluxe)

Track No: 11

I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
I feel like I'm King Kong
Name still goin' ding-dong
It's two girls gettin' more money
And they don't rap, they sing songs
I stay with that pink on
Pink furs and them pink thongs
Goons out if they blink wrong
Think hard, but don't think long
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, where the factory?
They'll never toe to toe on a track with me
There'll never be another one after me
'Cause the skill level's still just a half of me
Blasphemy, my **** will blast for me
All these low IQ hoes baffle me
Tell 'em that I wash bitches, take a bath for me
Bunch of trophies in my crib like a athlete
I see them givin' fake love, but that trash is weak
Man, you know that I ripped every rapper beat
You know Nicki gon' eat, bon appétit
Used to get real hype off a half a mill
Used to get real high off a half a pill
We don't pay **** to front like they like my shit
We don't pay **** to come in and write my shit, uh
Now carry on
Now carry on
Now carry on
Now carry on
Swish, swish, I'm just gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons
I-I-I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
You'd make twice as much if you switch it up just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
You made me (Okay), you made me
You made me do it, ho, I told you, get low
I'm popping tens, but they gotta be yellow
I'm New York Nick', I'm ballin' with Carmelo
I'm wavy, word to Shawty L-O, hello
H-how your jacket say Porsche and you never rode a Porsche?
How you supposed to meet the quota when you never went North?
How the fuck you got Ferraris when you never went sport?
All that hoopin' and hollerin', still ain't scorin' on the court
You made me, you made me, yeah
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
You made me (Okay), you made me
Ay yo, look at what they made me do, they made me do
Switch the foreign on 'em, navy blue to baby blue
Look at how they started pussy poppin' when 80 flew
All my **** move that Britney, Ari, yeah, Katy too
**** gassed on it, really though
Gas, I pumped 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 bein' filthy rich
Ask, I trumped them
'Cause I scare her, I scare her
My biggest era, era
Never been clearer, clearer
Don't force it, Farrah, Farrah
Because you'll never be me
That's word to Bella, Gigi
Dolce Gabbana, DG
Pretty gang rated, PG (Oh)
Now carry on
Now carry on
Now carry on
Now carry on
Swish, swish, I am just gettin' my Curry on
G6 flow, all Louis V carry-ons
I-I-I just took her name and made that bitch a LLC
Stuff a couple stacks up in there, bitch, get on your feet
Y-you'd make twice as much if you switch it up just to see
To you, he's rich and famous, but he's just a guy to me
On blood, you made me, you made me
You made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
On blood, you made me, you made me, yeah, yeah
You made me (Okay), you made me

Writer(s): Onika Maraj, Rasool diaz, Wesley Dees & Jason Fox.

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