Lyrics Nicki Minaj

Nicki Minaj

Champion

Mmm.

This is celebration, this is levitation

Look at how you winning now, this took dedication

This is meditation, higher education

This the official competitor elimination

I was taking 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 doing 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 time like these

They know who we are by now

They know who we are.

Champion, a champion (champion, champion)

Yeah, okay, we made it to America

I remember when I used to stay with Erica

Label transferred 20 million to comerica

Fucking terrabus got me acting out of character

Young TO nigga, either riding' range

The Ferrari top down, screaming 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

Having good times, making 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 time like these

They know who we are by now

They know who we are.

Champion, a champion (champion, champion)

Straight balling 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, A I?

So how you deal with the fame? STAY HIGH

Stay putting down for the town, may I

What you call a crib in the sky? play high

Half a mil in 3 weeks, yall 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 local hating niggas, I'm global

Tell me what I gotta do to get this champagne going

What I gotta do to get this coconut flowing

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 time like these

They know who we are by now

They know who we are.

Champion, a champion (champion, champion)

What up Nicki? it's nasty. yeah. yeah yeah.

I sold my first 2 million dollars, I was 23.

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 24th bday, I'm sailing to Bimini

You can see me on a yacht blasting Pac, little nah, I ain't greedy

I'm back to thugging 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 your desire to be different

My 10 year old plan just one year til 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,

Waiting list just to hear me or witness the greatness

Loud laughter while writing my next chapter

Fast cash life, happily ever after

Champions

It's a celebration

Put it up for the ghetto

It's time like these

They know who we are by now

They know who we are.

Champion, a champion (champion, champion)