Nicki Minaj – Right By My Side (feat. Chris Brown) Lyrics

Right By My Side

Nicki Minaj (feat. Chris Brown)

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"Right By My Side." - Nicki Minaj (feat. Chris Brown)

Saturday, 24 October 2026, 08:56 pm

Album: Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded the Re-Up

Track No: 08

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It all comes down to this
I miss your morning kiss
I won't lie, I'm feeling it
You're gone now and I'm missing it
I'm so dumb, I must admit
It's too much to hold it in
I can't say no more than this
I just hope your heart hear me now
Gotta let you know how I'm feeling
You own my heart, he just renting
Don't turn away, pay attention
I'm pouring out my heart, oh boy
I, I'm not living life
I'm not living right
I'm not living if you're not by my side
Whoa-oh-oh
I, I'm not living life
I'm not living right
I'm not living if you're not by my side
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Let's meet at our favorite spot
You know the one, right around the block
From a nice place that you love to shop
Can you get away?
Girl, just sit down
Let's talk it out
One on one, without a crowd
I wanna hold your hand, make you laugh again
I need to be near you
Gotta let you know how I'm feeling
Own my heart, and she's just renting
Don't turn away, pay attention
I'm pouring out my heart, girl
I, I'm not living life
I'm not living right
I'm not living if you're not by my side
Whoa-oh-oh
I, I'm not living life
I'm not living right
I'm not living if you're not by my side
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
I can't eat, I, I, I, I
I can't sleep, I, I, I, I
What I need, I, I, I, I
Is you right by my side, I
I can't eat, I, I, I, I
I can't sleep, I, I, I, I
What I need, I, I, I, I
Is you right by my side, I
It ain't your spit game
It's your dick game
That got me walkin' 'round, ready to wear your big chain
I only argue with him when the Lakers on
Other than that, I'm gettin' my Marc Jacobs on
But my pussy game so cold that he always seem to come back
'Cause he know that it be a wrap, when I'm riding it from the back
Wait, oh, let me see your phone, 'cause all them bitches is ratchet
And don't let me get in my truck, 'cause all them bitches'll catch it
Wait, damn, there I go again
I be trippin', I be flippin', I be so beligerent
Man, this shit that we be fighting over so irrelevant
I don't even remember though, I was probably hella bent, let's go
I, I'm not living life
I'm not living right
I'm not living if you're not by my side
Whoa-oh-oh
I, I'm not living life
I'm not living right
I'm not living if you're not by my side
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
I, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh
I, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh
I, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh
If you're not by my side
Whoa-oh-oh
I can't eat, I, I, I, I
I can't sleep, I, I, I, I
What I need, I, I, I, I
You right by my side, I

Writer(s): Onika Maraj, Ben Langmaid, Andrew "Papa Justifi" Wansel, Ronald "Flip" Colson, Jameel Roberts, eleanor jackson, Warren Felder & ESTHER RENAY DEAN.

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