The jury is pretty much out on whether or not Nicki Minaj is inclined to date women, sleep with women, touch women affectionately, or ever make all of my dreams come true and admit that “Pink Friday” was, in fact, entirely about her latent homosexuality. Rumors have floated back and forth about her lady lovin’, and she’s come out multiple times to “deny” that she was “ever bisexual,” claiming it was a lie she made up to get famous. But like, do famous people really lie about being bisexual when they’re relatively unknown? I’m pretty sure most celebrities come out after the fame part for a reason, but I could be wrong. And maybe I am. But to be honest, you can’t blame me for trying – especially in the face of some super queer lyrical content coming from the baddest bitch herself.
These are the gayest Nicki Minaj songs. (In no particular order.)
Counterintuitive, but see it for yourself: this is definitely some top-notch satire and it definitely involves alluding to oral sex with Cassie to make that clear.
I am not gay
but let’s be precise
’cause if she pretty then watch it
’cause I’mma be fucking your wife
In the words of Brittani Nichols: “THAT’S PRETTY GAY NICKI”
I mean. It’s called girlfriend. And she might claim it’s about her best friend, but like, isn’t the healthiest relationship the one where people croon over one another and go, “she’s my best friend” while other people vomit in the background? Nicki and her girl are living THE DREAM.
I feel like you already know this is gay because you listen to it every night before you go out because your entire life is looking for the right girl at the bar. But whatever. You don’t know my life.
Excuse me little mama
But you could say I’m on duty
I’m lookin’ for a cutie
A real big o’ ghetto booty
I really like your kitty kat
And if you let me touch her
I know you’re not a bluffer
I’ll take you to go see Usher
If Nicki Minaj takes her side chicks to Usher concerts, count me in. Unless that Usher concert happens in the present and not in the early 2000′s.
When I was coming out, my roommate pulled me into her room. “You need to listen to this.” She was coming out, too, which probably explains why we were both crying at the end. Nicki put a man in this video, but it does nothing to squelch the immense amount of FEELINGS contained in the second verse, which I memorized within one week:
Answer this question, class is in session,
Tired of letting passive aggression, control my mind,
Capture my soul, OK, you’re right just let it go,
OK you got it, it’s in the can, before I played it,
You knew my hand, you can turn a free throw to a goal,
You got the peep hole to my soul
Nicki, we’re not at Chippendales anymore.
Girls Fall Like Dominoes
I’m gon’ need sixty nine real bad girls for my tour bus
Somebody get security to escort us
They go the long way but we take the short cut
Give me the blond hair, long weave, short cut
You know the flow sick, came in on the small bus
So give the d-cup, c-cup, small bust
They judge me like the girl’s on trial
But every time that I come out it’s just girls gone wild
I have nothing left to add except this: if this isn’t your life, you aren’t me.