Only de Nicki Minaj

La canción "Only" de Nicki Minaj, del álbum The Pinkprint, es una pieza del género hip hop/rap que incluye colaboraciones de artistas como Drake, Lil Wayne y Chris Brown. La letra de la canción es audaz y provocativa, aludiendo a temas como el poder, la sexualidad y las relaciones interpersonales.

En la primera parte de la canción, Nicki Minaj habla con confianza sobre su vida amorosa y su actitud desafiante hacia los críticos. Utiliza imágenes fuertes y metáforas audaces para destacar su posición en la industria musical. Describe cómo se siente empoderada por sus logros profesionales y disfruta de su libertad para tomar decisiones sin seguir normas establecidas.

Luego, se introduce la perspectiva de un amante potencial (posiblemente Drake) que expresa admiración hacia Nicki. A través de versos poéticos, este personaje revela su atracción por ella y ofrece una visión más íntima sobre sus sentimientos. Se resalta el gusto por las mujeres con curvas prominentes y se destaca una conexión emocional entre ambos.

Finalmente, Lil Wayne entra en escena con versos cargados de violencia simbólica y referencias a situaciones conflictivas. El tono agresivo muestra otra faceta del tema tratado en la canción: la lucha por el respeto y el reconocimiento en un entorno competitivo. Se mencionan elementos relacionados con armas y lealtad a un grupo específico.

La estructura repetitiva del coro enfatiza la idea central de rodearse únicamente de personas verdaderas y auténticas en un mundo lleno de falsedad e intereses ocultos. La colaboración entre los artistas agrega capas adicionales al mensaje general de la canción, mostrando diferentes perspectivas dentro del mismo contexto temático.

Es importante tener en cuenta que "Only" generó controversia debido a interpretaciones polémicas sobre ciertas letras consideradas ofensivas o inapropiadas por algunos oyentes. Sin embargo, también se puede apreciar el uso creativo del lenguaje y las asociaciones implícitas que agregan profundidad a la narrativa global.

En resumen, "Only" es una canción compleja que aborda temas como el poder femenino, las dinámicas sociales en la industria musical y las tensiones emocionales presentes en las relaciones interpersonales. A través de letras provocativas e interpretaciones múltiples, los artistas logran transmitir mensajes profundos que invitan a reflexionar sobre diversos aspectos de la vida contemporánea.

Yo! I never fucked Wayne, I never fucked Drake
On my life man, fuck's sake
If I did, I'd ménage with 'em and let 'em eat my ass like a cupcake
My man full, he just ate, I don't duck nobody, but tape
Yeah, that was a setup for a punchline on duct tape
Worried 'bout if my butt's fake,worry 'bout y'all niggas, us straight
These girls are my sons, John & Kate Plus Eight
When I walk in, sit up straight, I don't give a fuck if I was late
Dinner with my man on a G5 is my idea of an update
Hut-hut one, hut-hut two, big titties, big butt too
Fuck with them real niggas who don't tell niggas what they up to
Had to show bitches where the top is, ring finger where the rock is
These hoes couldn't test me even if their name was Pop Quiz
Bad bitches who I fuck with, mad bitches we don't fuck with
I don't fuck with them chickens unless they last name is Cutlet
Let it soak in like seasoning
And tell them bitches blow me, Lance Stephenson

Raise every bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the Fourth of July
Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight
Oh, if you lame and you know it be quiet
Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only
Rich niggas only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side, only

I never fucked Nicki, cause she got a man
But when that's over, then I'm first in line
And the other day in her Maybach
I thought god damn, this is the perfect time
We had just come from that video
You know LA traffic, how the city slow
She was sitting down on that big butt
But I was still staring at the titties though
Yeah, low key or maybe high key
I been peeped that you like me, you know
Who the fuck you really wanna be with besides me?
I mean, it doesn’t take much for us to do this shit quietly
I mean, she say I’m obsessed with thick women and I agree
Yeah, that’s right, I like my girls BBW, yeah
Type to wanna suck you dry and then eat some lunch with you
Yeah, so thick that everybody else in the room is so uncomfortable
Ass on Houston Texas, but the face look just like Clair Huxtable
Oh, yeah, you the man in the city when the mayor fuck with you
The NBA players fuck with you
The bad-ass bitches doing makeup and hair fuck with you
Oh, that’s cause I believe in something, I stand for it
And Nicki if you ever tryna fuck, just give me the heads-up
So I can plan for it
(Pinkprint, aye)

Raise every bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the Fourth of July
Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight
Oh, if you lame and you know it be quiet
Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only
Rich niggas only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side, only

I never fucked Nic and that's fucked up
If I did fuck, she'd be fucked up
Whoever is hittin' ain't hittin' it right
Cause she actin' like she need dick in her life
That's another story, I'm no story teller
I piss greatness, like goldish yellow
All my goons so overzealous
I'm from Hollygrove, the holy Mecca
Calendar say I got money for days
I squirm and I shake, but I'm stuck in my ways
My girlfriend will beat a bitch up if she waved
They bet' not fuck with her surfboard, surfboard
My eyes are so bright I take cover for shade
Don't have my money? Take mothers instead
You got the hiccups, you swallowed the truth
Then I make you burp boy, treat beef like sirloin
I'm talkin' bout runnin' in houses, with army guns
So think about, your son and daughter rooms
Got two hoes with me, messed up, they got smaller guns
Ain't thinkin' bout your son and daughter rooms
This shit is crazy my nigga, I mean brazy, my nigga
That money talk, I just rephrase it, my nigga
Blood gang, take the B out behavior, my nigga
For reals, if you mouth off, I blow your face off
I mean pop-pop-pop, then I take off
Nigga now you see me, nigga now you don't
Like Jamie Foxx, acting like Ray Charles
16 in a clip, one in the chamber
17 Ward bully, with 17 bullets
My story is how I went from "poor me"
To "please pour me a drink and celebrate with me"

Raise every bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the Fourth of July
Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight
Oh, if you lame and you know it be quiet
Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only
Rich niggas only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side, only