A Pez candy dispenser filled with pills, a shirtless stunt queen, couture bunny ears, overt product placement and liquid metal. Oh, okay.
Well, since I’m not deep enough to understand Nicki Minaj‘s brand spankin’ new video for her single “Pills N Potions” perhaps you can offer an explanation. Feel free to use GIFs.
Nicki Minaj’s mother, Carol Maraj, managed to find her way inside a studio, recording a gospel track. This “Gullah Gullah Island” praise and worship mash-up is dedicated especially to all you women of the cloth who get a little too friendly while giving male church members hugs.
Now, if Mama Joyce would finally drop a diss record aimed at Todd over a Zaytoven beat.
Those of you who are guilting of tearing pages out of Hype Hair Magazine while waiting in the doctor’s office in order to show your hairstylist potential styles for your next quick weave creation better beware — it’s 2014 and the original stylists are PET-TY.
An Atlanta wig designer (not to be confused with one of your Instagram friends with 14k followers who sells corsets and Body By Vi packages) is suing Nicki Minaj for $30 million, claiming intellectual property infringement.
In a civil complaint filed Friday morning in federal court, Terrence Davidson claims he had a deal with former client Minaj to form a wig making business and instead she started one without his knowledge and consent.
“I actually handmade these wigs,” Davidson said. “For me to see them in stores and not getting credit for them is upsetting.”
Front Row At Fashion Week With Nicki Minaj
All you bitches are Onika’s sons and she is making sure to remind you every chance she gets.
After surprising fans at the Power 105.1′s Powerhouse concert with a four song set in New York City on Saturday night, Nicki Minaj let it be known that she intends to stick to her hip-hop roots — and while you are checking receipts, that she is both Queen and King of New York.
“I’m probably in the top five of the niggas he did mention, so go and do your muthafuckin’ research,” she told The Breakfast Club crew of Kendrick Lamar‘s “Control” verse. “But, I also feel like he maybe one of those respectful gentlemen that probably felt like ‘I don’t want to say a female’s name.’ Or maybe he just don’t think the kid is ill. But the kid knows the kid is ill, so I don’t need to be on anybody’s dick.”
“I’m the queen of New York. I’m the king of New York. Let me tell you why. Platinum albums. Albums plural. Number one in five muthafuckin’ countries, nigga,” she continued. “Don’t play with me. You better respect my muthafuckin’ gangsta, bitch. When you got an album that goes number one in Japan, the UK, Australia, America and Canada at the same muthafuckin’ time, then you can speak my muthafuckin’ name.” She later clarified her comments by tweeting that she considers Jay-Z to be The Rotten Apple’s king.
What everyone should be buzzing about is the way she conduct herself like true royalty by posing for pictures while holding cheap alcohol in an environment conducive with the Sweaty Black Club culture.
Have you ever wondered what Da Brat’s bachelor party would look like? I’m pretty sure there would be long haired thick redbone waitress serving buffalo wings and Alize dressed as Nicki Minaj on Halloween night.
I have tried to recreate this look on several occasions in the past when I’ve come up short on my rent money but I have the type of body that looks better in clothes (okay you got me, a full size comforter) and in certain angles.
Either Nicki Minaj got her days mixed up for Titty Tuesday or she wanted to show how quickly you can forget about Kim Kardashian once
someone more attention starved steps up to bat the next set of revealing photos are posted.