Dead Wrong
By Nicki Minaj
2021
1:30
Official Music Video
Dead Wrong by Nicki Minaj
Lyrics & Translation
English
You be yellin' boom-boom when you really pum-pum
See, my flow hotter than noon in June, June
If Biggie was alive, he'd sign me
I'm the New Edition, like Bobby and Ronnie
Just give me the beat and a bottle of Dasani
And I don't need Clyde, I'm a boss; fuck a Bonnie, ya dig?
Religious like the preachers, I came to warn you
Listen bitches, I'm the teacher, go sit in the corner
How many times I gotta spit 'til they know that I'm the bitch?
I'm flyer than a maggot, I'm on some shit
First they love you, then they switch
Yeah, they switch like faggots
That is why I keep the llamas in Gabanna's fabrics (I'm the shit)
Should be in Pampers, like Markie Biz's
Give anybody the business, like her's and his'es
'Cause my flow tighter than them virgin bitches
You know them asalamalakum, them Persian bitches?
And if you miss me, I'm swervin' sixes
Goddamn, ain't even pregnant, but I'm birthin' bitches
'Cause I got flavor, like that girl Deelishis
Stop actin' like you a killer, with all them girly disses, bitches
I ain't Johnny, but my, my, my-y-y
She want it with me, tell her affi bloodclaat try-y-y
You ain't thorough, I'm the truth, you a li-i-ie
My whole borough yellin' out boom, bye by-y-ye
'Cause when I seen her, she was shakin' in her boots (Word?)
When Nicki came through, she was throwin' up the deuce
Slapped her, then I asked her what's my name, she said N-I-C
The President of the NYC, you dead wrong
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Dead Wrong by Nicki Minaj
Dead Wrong* (original Nicki Minaj)
You be yellin' boom-boom when you really pum-pum
See, my flow hotter than noon in June, June
If Biggie was alive, he'd sign me
I'm the New Edition, like Bobby and Ronnie
Just give me the beat and a bottle of Dasani
And I don't need Clyde, I'm a boss; fuck a Bonnie, ya dig?
Religious like the preachers, I came to warn you
Listen bitches, I'm the teacher, go sit in the corner
How many times I gotta spit 'til they know that I'm the bitch?
I'm flyer than a maggot, I'm on some shit
First they love you, then they switch
Yeah, they switch like faggots
That is why I keep the llamas in Gabanna's fabrics (I'm the shit)
Should be in Pampers, like Markie Biz's
Give anybody the business, like her's and his'es
'Cause my flow tighter than them virgin bitches
You know them asalamalakum, them Persian bitches?
And if you miss me, I'm swervin' sixes
Goddamn, ain't even pregnant, but I'm birthin' bitches
'Cause I got flavor, like that girl Deelishis
Stop actin' like you a killer, with all them girly disses, bitches
I ain't Johnny, but my, my, my-y-y
She want it with me, tell her affi bloodclaat try-y-y
You ain't thorough, I'm the truth, you a li-i-ie
My whole borough yellin' out boom, bye by-y-ye
'Cause when I seen her, she was shakin' in her boots (Word?)
When Nicki came through, she was throwin' up the deuce
Slapped her, then I asked her what's my name, she said N-I-C
The President of the NYC, you dead wrong
Dead Wrong (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Tú gritas "boom-boom" cuando en realidad eres "pum-pum"
Mira, mi flow más caliente que el mediodía en junio, junio
Si Biggie estuviera vivo, me firmaría
Soy la Nueva Edición, como Bobby y Ronnie
Solo dame el beat y una botella de Dasani
Y no necesito a Clyde, soy una jefa; a la mierda con Bonnie, ¿entiendes?
Religiosa como los predicadores, vine a advertirte
Escuchen perras, soy la maestra, vayan a sentarse en la esquina
¿Cuántas veces tengo que rapear hasta que sepan que soy la perra?
Soy más voladora que un gusano, estoy en la mierda
Primero te aman, luego cambian
Sí, cambian como maricones
Por eso guardo las llamas en las telas de Gabanna (Soy la mierda)
Deberías estar en pañales, como los de Markie Biz
Les doy a cualquiera lo suyo, como a ella y a él
Porque mi flow es más apretado que esas perras vírgenes
¿Conoces a esas asalamalakum, esas perras persas?
Y si me extrañas, estoy haciendo giros con un seis
Maldita sea, ni siquiera estoy embarazada, pero estoy pariendo perras
Porque tengo sabor, como esa chica Deelishis
Deja de actuar como una asesina, con todos esos insultos de niña, perras
No soy Johnny, pero mi, mi, mi-i-i
Ella lo quiere conmigo, dile que affi bloodclaat lo intente-e-e
No eres completa, yo soy la verdad, tú eres una me-e-entira
Todo mi barrio gritando "boom, bye by-y-ye"
Porque cuando la vi, estaba temblando de miedo (¿En serio?)
Cuando Nicki apareció, ella estaba haciendo la señal de la paz
La abofeteé, luego le pregunté mi nombre, dijo N-I-C
La Presidenta de NYC, estás muy equivocada
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