"Champion" lyrics - NICKI MINAJ

NICKI MINAJ
"Champion"
(Nikhil Seethram)
feat. Drake, Jeezy & Nas

(Nicki Minaj)
This is celebration, this is levitation
Look at how you winnin' now, this took dedication
This is meditation, higher education
This the official competitor elimination

I was takin' trips with Web to move weight
Came back to Queens then hit up a new state
Bitches don't know the half like they flunked at math
Bitches ain't have cut up crack up in the stash

50 cent Italian, icy flow
It's that run and get a dollar for a ice cream cone
'Cause they killed my little cousin Nicholas
But my memory's only happy images

This is for the hood, this is for the kids
This is for the single mothers, niggas doin' biz
This one is for TT, Tweety, Viola, Sharika
Candice, Timby, Lauren, Iesha.

It's a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It's times like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are
Champion, a champion

(Drake)
Yeah, okay, we made it to America
I remember when I used to stay with Erica
Label transferred twenty million to Comerica
Fuckin' terrabus got me actin' out of character

Young TO nigga, either ridin' range
The Ferrari top down, screamin' money ain't a thang
Tell me when I changed, girl, but only when I change
'Cause I live this shit for real, niggas know me in the game, they know

Makin' hits in 3 acre cribs
Cookin' up tryna eat nigga steak and ribs
I made a couple stars outta basic chicks
Nowadays blow the candles out, don't even make a wish

Havin' good times, makin' good money
Lot of bad bitches but they good to me
I make her do the splits for a rack
Wish you niggas good luck tryna get where I'm at
Straight like that

It's a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It's times like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion.

(Young Jeezy)
Straight ballin' in this bitch, Jeremy Lin, mello
Tell me one thing you won't do? Settle
Gimme one word for ya chain? Yellow
Pocket full of money, black card, ghetto

Critics say I ain't in the game, ain't I?
So how you deal with the fame? Stay high
Stay puttin' down for the town, may I?
What you call a crib in the sky? Play high

Half a mill in three weeks, y'all did it like a champ
Mama taught me pride, yeah, she did it with the stamps
Wait a minute, everybody pause for the photo
Somebody tell these loco ain't niggas, I'm global

Tell me what I gotta do to get this champagne goin'
What I gotta do to get this coconut flowin'?
Don't let me in son, hundred bottles of the ace
Lemme in son, go money cases in my place let's celebrate

It's a celebration
Put it up for the ghetto
It's times like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are
Champion, a champion

(Nas)
What up Nicki? It's nasty. Yeah. Yeah yeah
I sold my first two million dollars, I was twenty-three
I'm barely a man yet I had some killers under me
This ain't rated PG, this rated PJ

'Cause that's where a nigga fuck, murder on replay
My twenty-fourth b-day, I'm sailin' to Bimini
You can see me on a yacht blastin' Pac, little nah, I ain't greedy
I'm back to thuggin' bitches that can make it and kiss other bitches

My man sister like me, I don't fuck my brother's sister
I just aspire, desire to be different
My ten year old plan just one year till finish
My list went like this: first thing to sever
The difference in pussy white black latin or other

Here's a man who clearly isn't basic,
Waitin' list just to hear me or witness the greatness
Loud laughter while writin' my next chapter
Fast cash life, happily ever after
Champions