Yeah, yeah, uh huh
She said, "F*ck Fendi", but I think she was playin'
I heard she move dem thangs
I think she f*ckin Wayne
She call herself Lewinsky, that mean she give him brain
She trynna be like Lil' Kim, her picture looks da same
Why she ain't signed with G-Unit, she from Queens right?
And what's her nationality, she Chinese, right?
I mean, she okay, but she ain't all that
She ain't the next bitch, tell that bitch, "Fall back"
See I'm a hater, I go hard, listen let's begin
You know her last name Minaj, she a lesbian
And she ain't never comin' out, look at currency
But every time she do a interview, you know I run to see
She get me so sick, it make me vomit
That's why I spend my time online leavin' comments
And you know that I got some more haters with me
Might hit up Thisis50, MTV, hit up BET
Tell 'em pretty, pretty please don't play Nicki
Still I rise
Still I fight
Still I mite crack a smile
Keep my eyes on the prize, see my haters tell 'em , "Hi"
One day you'll rememeber this
One day when we reminisce
Nothin' I do ever is, good enough for the music biz'
For you, for you
Bitches is like crabs in a bucket
You see a bad bitch gettin shine, you should love it
'Cause every time a door opens for me, that means you
Just got a better opportunity to do you
They don't understand these labels look at numbers, is statistics
I lose, you lose, mines just legalistic
Anyway, real bitches listen when I'm speakin'
'Cause if Nicki win, then all of ya'll gettin meetings (ch'yeah)
Ask L.A Reid, ask Jay
Then hit up Universal, see wat Sylvia Rhone say
Ask Craig Common, you can ask Chris
Ladies when you're done, just salute bad bitch
Only underground bitch around that's duckin' the paparazzi
In and outta town, be swirvin' the Maserati
Stay around the white like a Nazi
Pussy pa-pa-poppin' on my car so the cops see, bitches
Still I rise
Still I fight
Still I mite crack a smile
Keep my eyes on the prize, see my haters tell 'em, "Hi"
One day you'll remember this
One day wen we reminisce
Nothin' I do ever is, good enough for the music biz'
Still I Rise Video (MV)
Performed By: DJ Drama and Lil Wayne
Language: English
Written by: TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR, YAFEU FULA, BRUCE WASHINGTON, RUFUS LEE COOPER, MUTAH W. BEALE, KATARI T. COX, JOHNNY LEE JACKSON, TYRUSS GERALD HIMES
DJ Drama and Lil Wayne - Still I Rise Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, uh huh
She said, "F*ck Fendi", but I think she was playin'
I heard she move dem thangs
I think she f*ckin Wayne
She call herself Lewinsky, that mean she give him brain
She trynna be like Lil' Kim, her picture looks da same
Why she ain't signed with G-Unit, she from Queens right?
And what's her nationality, she Chinese, right?
I mean, she okay, but she ain't all that
She ain't the next bitch, tell that bitch, "Fall back"
See I'm a hater, I go hard, listen let's begin
You know her last name Minaj, she a lesbian
And she ain't never comin' out, look at currency
But every time she do a interview, you know I run to see
She get me so sick, it make me vomit
That's why I spend my time online leavin' comments
And you know that I got some more haters with me
Might hit up Thisis50, MTV, hit up BET
Tell 'em pretty, pretty please don't play Nicki
Still I rise
Still I fight
Still I mite crack a smile
Keep my eyes on the prize, see my haters tell 'em , "Hi"
One day you'll rememeber this
One day when we reminisce
Nothin' I do ever is, good enough for the music biz'
For you, for you
Bitches is like crabs in a bucket
You see a bad bitch gettin shine, you should love it
'Cause every time a door opens for me, that means you
Just got a better opportunity to do you
They don't understand these labels look at numbers, is statistics
I lose, you lose, mines just legalistic
Anyway, real bitches listen when I'm speakin'
'Cause if Nicki win, then all of ya'll gettin meetings (ch'yeah)
Ask L.A Reid, ask Jay
Then hit up Universal, see wat Sylvia Rhone say
Ask Craig Common, you can ask Chris
Ladies when you're done, just salute bad bitch
Only underground bitch around that's duckin' the paparazzi
In and outta town, be swirvin' the Maserati
Stay around the white like a Nazi
Pussy pa-pa-poppin' on my car so the cops see, bitches
Still I rise
Still I fight
Still I mite crack a smile
Keep my eyes on the prize, see my haters tell 'em, "Hi"
One day you'll remember this
One day wen we reminisce
Nothin' I do ever is, good enough for the music biz'
She said, "F*ck Fendi", but I think she was playin'
I heard she move dem thangs
I think she f*ckin Wayne
She call herself Lewinsky, that mean she give him brain
She trynna be like Lil' Kim, her picture looks da same
Why she ain't signed with G-Unit, she from Queens right?
And what's her nationality, she Chinese, right?
I mean, she okay, but she ain't all that
She ain't the next bitch, tell that bitch, "Fall back"
See I'm a hater, I go hard, listen let's begin
You know her last name Minaj, she a lesbian
And she ain't never comin' out, look at currency
But every time she do a interview, you know I run to see
She get me so sick, it make me vomit
That's why I spend my time online leavin' comments
And you know that I got some more haters with me
Might hit up Thisis50, MTV, hit up BET
Tell 'em pretty, pretty please don't play Nicki
Still I rise
Still I fight
Still I mite crack a smile
Keep my eyes on the prize, see my haters tell 'em , "Hi"
One day you'll rememeber this
One day when we reminisce
Nothin' I do ever is, good enough for the music biz'
For you, for you
Bitches is like crabs in a bucket
You see a bad bitch gettin shine, you should love it
'Cause every time a door opens for me, that means you
Just got a better opportunity to do you
They don't understand these labels look at numbers, is statistics
I lose, you lose, mines just legalistic
Anyway, real bitches listen when I'm speakin'
'Cause if Nicki win, then all of ya'll gettin meetings (ch'yeah)
Ask L.A Reid, ask Jay
Then hit up Universal, see wat Sylvia Rhone say
Ask Craig Common, you can ask Chris
Ladies when you're done, just salute bad bitch
Only underground bitch around that's duckin' the paparazzi
In and outta town, be swirvin' the Maserati
Stay around the white like a Nazi
Pussy pa-pa-poppin' on my car so the cops see, bitches
Still I rise
Still I fight
Still I mite crack a smile
Keep my eyes on the prize, see my haters tell 'em, "Hi"
One day you'll remember this
One day wen we reminisce
Nothin' I do ever is, good enough for the music biz'
Writer: TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR, YAFEU FULA, BRUCE WASHINGTON, RUFUS LEE COOPER, MUTAH W. BEALE, KATARI T. COX, JOHNNY LEE JACKSON, TYRUSS GERALD HIMES
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, ENTERTAINMENT ONE U.S. LP
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, ENTERTAINMENT ONE U.S. LP