20 Essential Nicki Minaj Guest Verses

Nicki Minaj is one of the world’s best-selling music artists of all time, with several platinum plaques to her name. While she has had a great career as a solo artist and has risen to rap’s uppermost echelons, Some of the biggest moments in her rap career have come as a featured artist. No surprise one of the highlights of her career so far is a show-stealing verse on Kanye West’s Good Friday release, Monster.

Though still a newcomer, Nicki got on a track with Jay-Z, Kanye West, and Rick Ross and held her own. Prior to her “Monster” performance, the Trinidadian native had other impressive outings and freestyles but her stock rose significantly after this due to the caliber of rappers she rapped next to. Her ability to both rap and sing using quirky alter egos makes her a formidable threat and a valuable addition to any song. Nicki has a bright smile, upbeat persona, and most importantly, she knows how to have fun on records.

From “Bedrock” to “Bang Bang,” here are 20 of Nicki Minaj’s best guest verses, possibly of all time. So many to choose from so forgive us if we missed a few.

Drake “Up All Night”

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Album: Thank Me Later
Release Date: 2010

Drizzy say get her, I'ma get her
I got the kind of money, make a broke bitch bitter
I got that kinda—wait, wait—fixate
Which bitch you know made a million off a mixtape?
That was just a keepsake, bought the president
The Louis presidential briefcase, never been a cheapskate
We got the Hawks, I ain't talkin' about the Peach State
Man, for Pete's sake, scratch that—sweepstakes
(Ha ha ha ha ha) Fuck I look like, ho?
I look like "yes" and you like "no"
I'm a bad bitch, I ain't never been a mixed breed
On a diet, but I'm doin' donuts in a 6-speed
M6 in front of M2
I see a lot of rap bitches on the menu
But I collect 100 thou' at the venue
And pop bottles with my team, Young Money 'til the death of me

Young Money “Bedrock”

Album: We Are Young Money
Release Date: 2009

Okay, I get it, let me think, I guess it's my turn
Maybe it's time to put this pussy on your sideburns
He say I'm bad, he prob'ly right
He pressing me like button-downs on a Friday night
I'm so pretty like, be on my pedal bike
Be on my low starch, be on my egg whites
He say, "Nicki don't stop, you the bestest"
And I'd just be coming off the top, asbestos

YG “My Nigga”

Album: My Krazy Life
Release Date: 2014

Verse 4: Nicki Minaj]
I just got 250 thousand dollars for a verse, nigga
I—I—I don't know, is it me or it's your thirst, nigga?
You nig— You niggas ain't got no joints
Like they injured Chris Paul, you ain't got no point
I just come through with a couple bossy bitches
They get money too, they some "don't cross me" bitches
Flossy bitches, Sergio Rossi, bitches
And if we at the game, then it's floor seat, bitches!
I—I—I—I—I—I ride for my bitches
I'm so fuckin' rich I cop rides for my bitches
Dollar menu, fries, apple pies: other bitches
I drop a freestyle and get a rise outta bitches
Bitches, my bitches
I need a nigga with some different strokes, Todd Bridges
Shout out to my main bitches and my side bitches
Need a nigga with some good neck, ostriches
My niggas

Kanye West “Monster”

Album: My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy
Release Date: 2010

Pull up in the monster, automobile gangsta
With a bad bitch that came from Sri Lanka
Yeah, I'm in that Tonka, color of Willy Wonka
You could be the king, but watch the queen conquer
Okay, first things first, I'll eat your brains
Then I'ma start rocking gold teeth and fangs
'Cause that's what a motherfuckin' monster do
Hair dresser from Milan, that's the monster 'do
Monster Giuseppe heel, that's the monster shoe
Young Money is the roster and a monster crew
And I'm all up, all up, all up in the bank with the funny face
And if I'm fake, I ain't notice 'cause my money ain't
So let me get this straight, wait, I'm the rookie?
But my features and my shows ten times your pay?
50K for a verse, no album out
Yeah, my money's so tall that my Barbies got to climb it
Hotter than a Middle Eastern climate, violent
Tony Matterhorn, dutty wine it, wine it
Nicki on them titties when I sign it
That's how these niggas so one-track-minded
But really, really I don't give an F-U-C-K
"Forget Barbie, fuck Nicki, sh-she's fake"
"She on a diet," but my pockets eatin' cheesecake
And I'll say, bride of Chucky, it's child's play
Just killed another career, it's a mild day
Besides, Ye, they can't stand besides me
I think me, you, and Am' should ménage Friday
Pink wig, thick ass, give 'em whiplash
I think big, get cash, make 'em blink fast
Now look at what you just saw, this is what you live for
Ah, I'm a motherfuckin' monster

DJ Khaled “Take It To The Head”

Album: Kiss The Ring
Release Date: 2012

Yo, reputation for bustin', pussy open, it's nothin'
Big fat nigga, all that huffin' and puffin'
Take me shopping in France and he pay in advance
He got big balls, ran a play in his pants
Ran away with his money just to chill on the Island
All my bitches is stylin', beaches and eatin' Italian
This is real shit, r-r-real shit
On the real, nigga fuckin' with a real bitch
I-I-I ride for him, DMV
Stamina, GNC
3 letters, CMB
Competition, I don't see any

Mike Will Made It “What That Speed Bout?!”

Album: N/A
Release Date: 2022

Ayo, throw that bag, I'm a bad lil' bitch, nigga
Got every ex nigga mad and they big bitter
Diamonds on the chain, blingin' off my tits, nigga
I hit his phone, he gon' curve her like a pitch, nigga (Ooh)
Word to me, pussy good, so he been hooked (Mmm)
If he got seen out with me, it's a big look
Word to Pop, body smokin' like a big blunt
Some big dick only thing that a bitch want
Left the lot with a big body, thick thot
All my niggas in the spot, you could get got
This that .40 vaccine, you could get shot
Since you wanna be stuntin' like a big shot (Brr)
This that pretty little joint from the southside
Fuck a quarantine, all my niggas outside
If I'm sittin' on your face, keep your mouth wide
Nigga, go hard, but be gentle with my chocha

Big Sean “Dance (A$$)”

Album: “Finally Famous (Super Deluxe Edition)”
Release Date: 2011

Wobbledy wobble, wo-wo-wobble, wobbin’
Ass so fat, all these bitches’ pussies is throbbin’
Bad bitches, I’m your leader, Phantom by the meter
Somebody point me to the best ass eater
Tell 'em "Pussy clean" I tell them "Pussy squeaky"
Niggas give me brain ’cause all of them niggas geeky
If he got a Mandingo, then I buy him a dashiki
And bust this pussy open in the islands of Waikiki
Kiss my ass and my anus, ’cause it’s finally famous
And it’s finally soft, yeah, it’s finally solved
I don’t know, man, guess them ass shots wore off
Bitches ain’t poppin’, Google, my ass
Only time you on the net is when you Google my ass
Y-y-you fuckin’ little whores, fu-fuckin’ up my decors
Couldn’t get Michael Kors if you was fuckin’ Michael Kors
B-B-Big Sean, b-boy, how big is you
Give me all your money and give me all your residuals
Then slap it on my ass, ass, ass

Rich Gang “Tap Out”

Album: Rich Gang
Release Date: 2013

Million dollar pussy, million dollar pussy (mm)
Six inch, pumps, play with his balls, dunks
Bald head, yup, don't want no Forrest, Gumps
Don't let me tell ya, twice, already told ya, once
(Eat that pussy)
Who-who-who-who-who got that baddest pussy on the planet?
D-boys love me, they don't understand it
Ohhhhh, deep throat (Rich Girl)
M-m-m-m-million dollar pussy might pounce on that ass
Threw them hundreds 'til I lose counts on that ass
Max out all of them accounts on that ass
Million dollar checks don't bounce on that ass
Pull up in that "You can't afford this"
Only rap bitch on the Forbes list
Pussy jewelry make em say "burr man"
R-r-r-r-r-rubs hands like Birdman

DJ Khaled “All I Do Is Win (Remix)”

Album: Victory
Release Date: 2010

Uh
Ayo, all I do is win, ain't that the reason that you really mad
Undisputed hailing all the way from Trinidad
I ain't mad ma, see you on your bummy swag
I'm in that money green Jag, lot of money bags
I told Khaled you the best but I'm the bestest
Better run for cover if your name is on my checklist
You could talk slick, all the way down to the welfare
Ask the IRS bitch, I'm paying for your health care

Jessie J “Bang Bang”

Album: Pitch Perfect 2
Release Date: 2014

It's Myx moscato, it's frizz in a bottle
It's Nicki Full Throttle, it's oh-oh
Swimming in The Grotto, we winning in the lotto'
We dipping in the powder blue, four-door
Kitten so good, it's dripping on wood
Get a ride in the engine that could go
Batman, robbin' it, bang-bang, cocking it
Queen Nicki dominant, prominent
It's me, Jessie and Ari', if they test me, they sorry
Ride his, uh, like a Harley then pull off in his Ferrari
If he hanging, we banging, phone ranging, he slanging
It ain't karaoke night but get the mic' 'cause I'm singing

Birdman “Y.U. Mad”

Album: Bigga Than Life
Release Date: 2011

I am the female Weezy, this shit is easy
Pull up in that new new, bitch get a squeegee
Yeah my flow sick, yeah my flow queasy
Haha, they were sleeping on me, z-zz-zz
This pussy clean, this pussy squeaky
That pussy old, that pussy creaky
When I’m out the country, niggas call me Neeki
Hi, How are you? Yes, it’s nice to meet me
Damn, Billboard, I mean I’m winning but I’m still bored
Yeah we shine, gold cluster
As for your career, dead: Ghost Busters

Trey Songz “Bottoms Up”

Album: Passion, Pain & Pleasure
Release Date: 2010

Could I get that 'trón? Could I get that Remy?
Could I get that Coke? Could I get that Henny?
Could I get that margarita on the rock-rock-rocks?
Could I get that salt all around that rim, rim- rim-rim?
Trey, I was like, "Yo, Trey"
Do you think you could buy me a bottle of Rosé?
Okay, let's get it now
I'm with a bad bitch, he's with his friends
I don't say, "Hi", I say, "Keys to the Benz"
Keys to the Benz? Keys to the Benz
Motherfuckin' right, yeah, V to the 10
If a bitch tryna get cute I'ma stomp her
Throw a lot of money at her then yell
"Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her!", then yell, "Fuck her!"
Then I'mma go get my Louisville Slugger
Excuse me, I'm sorry, I'm really such a lady
I rep Young Money, you know, Slim, Baby?
And we be doing donuts while we wavin' the .380
We give a lot of money to the babies out in Haiti
Yellin' all around the world
Do you hear me? Do you like my body? Anna Nicki
Rest in peace to Anna Nicole Smith, yes, my dear, you're so explosive
Say, "Hi" to Mary, Mary and Joseph
Now, bottoms up and double my dosage

2 Chainz “Realize”

Album: Pretty Girls Like Trap Music
Release Date: 2017

Yo
I went and copped a ring
I call this rock, Dwayne
Johnson, stop the playin'
Man, I cannot complain
I left my shades in Atlanta so I told my pilot to stop the plane
He bust a U in the air
She say she doin' it, where?
She wanna sit in my chair
But she could never be my heir
Checks, clear, Bible, swear
They ain't buggin', I go off
Asahd Khaled with the cloth
Dwayne Carter of the north
Dwayne Wade in the fourth
New dream house for mommy
Keep 'Caiah in Armani
Putting my nieces through college
This for Kellise and Imani
Look at these niggas I put on
All of these niggas I'm good on
My own two, what I stood on
That's why their necks what I'm keepin' my foot on
I've been winning 8 years consistently, at least respect it
Papoose wrote a Ether record
But I broke Aretha record
See this is chess, not checkers
You can not check the checkers
Did Nas clear that "Ether" record?
Nah, but I broke Aretha record

Ludacris “My Chick Bad”

Album: Battle Of The Sexes
Release Date: 2010

Yo, yo, now-now-now-now
Now all these bitches wanna try and be my bestie
But I take a left and leave them hangin' like a testie
Trash talk to 'em then I put 'em in a Hefty
Runnin' down the court I'm dunkin' on 'em, Lisa Leslie
It-it-it-it-it's goin' down, basement
Friday the 13th, guess who's playing Jason
Tuck yourself in, you better hold onto your teddy
It's Nightmare on Elm Street and guess who's playin' Freddy
My chick bad, chef cookin' for me
They say my shoe game crazy, the mental asylum lookin' for me
(Ha ha ha ha), you a rookie to me
I'm in that wham-bam purple Lam, damn bitch you been a fan

Post Malone “Ball For Me”

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Album: Beerbongs & Bentley
Release Date: 2018

Yo, gotta hit him on the jack
When you comin' back? Where is you at on the map?
Everything is intact
Coulda been a seamstress, still wouldn't cut him slack
Pretty much, ain't got a clue
Itty bitty piggyback off everything I do
But I'm still droppin' jaws
Got 'em lookin' like James Harden at the awards (Oh-oh-oh)
Back to you, I'm so into you
For real, breh like I'm kin to you
If you a 10, I add 10 to you
They be mad when I tend to you
That's what the bae like
Call me Buffy 'cause that's what I slay like
These bitches, I son 'em like it's daylight
These niggas wanna know what it tastes like (Oh-oh-oh)
What it tastes like, yo, what it tastes like, yo
They wanna know what it tastes like, yo
All this ice, it should taste like snow
Put that price in his face like yo, oh, oh
Pretty, pretty please baby, won't you cop this for me? (Uh)

Megan Thee Stallion “Hot Girl Summer”

Album: Hot Girl Summer
Release Date: 2019

Who a hotter B? Who got a lot of D?
Who poppin' like a P when he be hoppin' out the V? (Brr)
And who gon' tell him that my bitch is getting her degree?
And when we say it's Hot Girl Summer, we ain't talkin' 'bout degrees
Who unfollowed me? Like who don't follow me?
'Cause even in your new bitch, I can see a lot of me
And honestly I'm honored 'cause that shit be comedy
You ain't put me in no brands, but I see you proud of me
I'm just a real ass bitch, give a fuck about a trick
On some real ass shit, and we really with the shit
Put this pussy on your lip, give a fuck about the dick
I get that rrr and then I rrr, I grab my shit and then I dip, ooh

Fabolous “Doin It Well”

Album: Summertime Shootout
Release Date: 2015

Body language is the only talk he fluent in
He knew it was going down when he flew me in
Anything that I got on he wanna do me in
Now all these non-discrete bitches wanna do me in
Uh, Gold AP on me
He know all his niggas wanna put the D on me
Even Dr. Dre went and put the B on me
But my pussy so exclusive, limited edition
You know niggas love pretty bitches with ambition
Bees on the keys, never go in the ignition
B-B-But when I ride it, do it to precision
I could tell that he trippin', every time that I slip in
When he 'bout to cum I start to kiss his neck
I let him score, but we ditch the ref'
When we going out, we gotta ditch the press
Ah man, I got his bitch depressed

YG “Big Bank”

Album: Stay Dangerous
Release Date: 2018

Uh-oh! Back again
Back to back, Maybach, stack the M’s
Told em' I met Slim Shady, bagged a Em
Once he go black, he'll be back again
Tell them hoes that it's crunch time, abdomen
Yes, I cop mad Chanel and mad Given'
She did it again, imagine them
'Bout to make these bum bitches mad again
Uh-oh! Back to them
I lead the pack so my back's to them
Yup, the queen's back, what's happenin'?
Re-run, 'bout to make these bitches rap again
Uh, diamond chains on my ankle
Young Money in the cut like a shank, though
Tell T.I.P. rubber bands in my bankroll
Show my ass like a stank ho

Lil Wayne “5 Star”

Album: Dedication 6
Release Date: 2017

Percocets and Addies, lookin' for a fuck I could give
All these hatin' bitches plottin', why they can't let me live?
Me and Weezy in LIV (Ayy, ayy)
When my album drop these bitches is gon' cry in the car
All your yes-men out here lyin', had you dyin' to spar
You was tryin' too hard (Mm)
I'm out here livin' though, I am out here livin' though
Me and Tunechi winnin' though
Slimes out here twinnin' though
I am on my pivot though, I am just so pivotal
Bands, I go get it though, Weezy on his pedestal
A lot of gang shit, a whole lot of gang shit
All these plaques is pilin' up, it's nowhere to hang shit
These bitches pussy though
Pushed them out my pussy though
Niggas want my cookie though
'Cause it taste like cookie dough
Smoke, I got a free pack; flow sick, get a Z-pak
Niggas don't mean my race when they say "She blacked"
I am the Queen (Facts), I'm everything she lacks
Bitch get on your kneecap, I don't mean C. Kaep'
I'll get you checked, pussy; I'll get you a free pap
You bitches don't ball out, you get your QB sacked
I'm OBJ, hoes; break records like ankles
I've been that bitch since ice cream with the sprinkles

Sean Kingston “Letting Go (Dutty Love)”

Album: Party All Night (Sleep All Day)
Release Date: 2011

Ayo Sean, you Mr. Kingston
You say you have it, Louis it, and then some
Look how you gwan in all your ice
You're pretty and you're nice
Yuh done know seh Nicki ah yuh wife
But you say I be up where you stay
I ain't like them other b-- that be actin' loosely
Know you gettin' hype I know you wanna get up in it
But I just wanna think about it for another minute
I think I like your style
Why oh why don't we let go?
Ayo, and I aint gotta tell 'em and I aint gotta sell 'em
It's YSL daddy, I ain't gotta spell it
And yes, I killa kill 'em, I guess I am the villain
I park on the curb, I'm the owner of the buildin', the buildin'
You deaf? Boy mi soon left
Come get this playboy bunny like Hugh Hef
Rastafari
Dutty, dutty, d-d-d-dutty