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Dear Old Nicki

Nicki Minaj and Her Wonderful Wigs

 

 

 

Maybe you died ’cause everybody ask me where you at

I try to channel you in hopes that I could steer you back

But it’s like every intersection we just missed each other

You got your fans waiting, tell me you ain’t six feet under

 

And tell me that you’re coming back and you just took a break

Maybe I blamed you for everything, that was my mistake

In hindsight I loved your rawness and I loved your edge

‘Cause it was you who talked me down from jumping off the ledge

 

Your earrings bamboo, your long nails too, your BMW

Every-time you came through you was the brave heart

You stole Wayne heart, you never switched it up

You played that same part but I needed to grow and I needed to know

 

But there’s some things inside of me that I needed to show

So I just deaded you, left you in all black

But dear old Nicki, please call back

 

You told me you’d come when I needed you

And you said it so sweetly I believed you

But I’m standing here calling, I can’t see you

But I am holding you, holding you, holding you to that

 

Yo, did I chase the glitz and glamor, money, fame, and power?

‘Cause if so that will forever go down my lamest hour

I should’ve kept you with me, getting at the nameless cowards

They was no match for you, couldn’t defeat your powers

 

I had to make them changes, I hope you understood

You see for every bad, I did a ton of good

But you was underground and I was mainstream

I live the life now that we would daydream

 

My only wish is you come enjoy it with me

Get on them conference calls, go meet the lawyers with me

The money came, yeah I tripled and quadrupled it

But I still miss us when we were on some stupid shit

 

And it’s still fuck the media

They ridiculed you, never believed in ya

They just debted you, left you in all black

Dear old Nicki, please call back

 

You told me you’d come when I needed you

And you said it so sweetly I believed you

But I’m standing here calling, I can’t see you

But I am holding you, holding you, holding you to that

 

Yes, I’m holding you, holding you, holding you

Yes, I’m holding you, holding you, holding you

Yes, I’m holding you, holding you, holding you to that

 

Yes, I’m holding you, holding you, holding you

Yes, I’m holding you, holding you, holding you

Yes, I’m holding you, holding you, holding you to that

 

 

 

 

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