Lyrics to Roman Holiday by Nicki Minaj

[Hook: Nicki Minaj aka Martha Zolanski]
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You'll be okay
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (Roman holiday)
A Roman holiday

Your done, you okay
You suck at life?
You don't want a round 3?
Worship the queen and you might come pass
Keep it real, these chicks couldn't wipe my ass
Anyway stylist, forget the Barbie
I am the ultimate Svengali
These chickens can`t even spell that
You, you hold luggage
Repel that
Let me tell you this sister
I am, I am colder than a blister
With my flows so slick
And I'm a lunatic
And this can`t be cured with no elixir
Cuz y`all know who da, who da, I do
Time to put the pressure to every thug I know
Quack quack to a duck and a chicken too
And put the hyena in a weekend too

Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You'll be okay
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (Roman holiday)
A Roman holiday

Witch, twitch, bitch!
Yo mother's right this world war 6
This right here is gonna make a chick die
And this right here is gonna make a chick cry
And this right here is a undersigned shock
And this what I do when a chick breaks flock
I'mma put her in a dungeon under, under
All the girls ain't eating
They dieing of hunger
Mother I need, who is this ohh
And yes maybe this a type of tourettes
Get my wigs someone go and get my beret

Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You'll be okay
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is some much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday (Roman holiday)
A Roman holiday

Talkin' 'bout me, you're talkin' 'bout me?
I tell you mother, he talkin' bout me
They must be smokin' a couple of oc
They want the outline I give them a goatee
Gah, mother they talking 'bout me
I tell you mother, they talkin' 'bout me
They must be smokin' a couple of oc
They want the outline I give them a goatee
Mother, forgive me