Check It Out

Chords and lyrics for Check It Out by Nicki Minaj

S-s-step up in the party like my name was Bad Bitch
All these haters mad because I’m so established
They know I’m a beast, yeah, I’m a fucking fab bitch
Haters you can kill yourself

 
In my  
G# 
space shuttle and I’m not coming down
I’m a stereo and she’s just so monotone
Sometimes it’s just me and all my bottles all alone
I ain’t coming back this time

I can’t believe it, it’s so amazing

This club is heated, this party’s blazin’
I can’t believe it, this beat it bangin’
I can’t believe it
(I can’t believe it)

Hey, check it out, check it out

Check it out, check it out
Check it out, check it out
Check it out, check it out

Check it out, check it out

Yeah, yeah, I’m feeling it now
Check it out, check it out
Check it out

 
S-s-step up in the party like my name was  
A#m 
Mr. 
 
T
All these hating naggers ain’t got nothing on me
 
Honestly, I gotta stay as fly as I can  
G# 
be
If you Wiki "Willy" you get super O.G.

 
Honeys always rush me ’cause I’m  
C# 
fly, fly, fly
 
Dummies, they can’t touch me ’cause  
G# 
I’m floating sky high
I stay niggerrific, you don’t need to ask why
You just got see with your eyes

I can’t believe it, it’s so amazing

This club is heated, this party’s blazin’
I can’t believe it, this beat it bangin’
I can’t believe it
(I can’t believe it)

Hey, check it out, check it out

Check it out, check it out
Check it out, check it out
Check it out, check it out

Check it out, check it out

Yeah, yeah, I’m feeling it now
Check it out, check it out
Check it out

Check this motherfucker out

It got me in the club, in the club
Just rocking like this, oh, oh

Da-dun-dun, the sun done

Yep, the sun done came up but we still up in dungeon
Da-dun-dun, yup, in London
Competition? Why, yes, I would love some

 
How the fuck they  
D# 
getting mad  
C# 
’cause they run done?
G# 
Mad ’cause  
D# 
I’m getting money in abundance
 
Man,  
G# 
I can’t even count all these hundreds
Duffle bag every time I go to Sun Trust

I leave the rest just to collect interest

 
I mean interest, fuck my  
C# 
nemesis
Exclamation just for emphasis
D# 
And I  
C# 
don’t sympathize ’cause  
G# 
you a simple  
D# 
bitch
 
C# 
I just pop up on these  
D# 
ho’s like  
C# 
some pimple shit
 
And  
G# 
put an iron to your face, you’re all wrinkled, bitch

This is Mega Nigga, Ultra Nigmatic

Oh, we just had to kill it

We on the radio, hotter than a skillet
We in the club making party people holla
Money in the bank means we getting top dollar

I’m a big baller, you a little smaller

Step up to my level, need to grow a little taller
I’m a shot caller, get up off my collar
You are Chihuahua, I’m a Rottweiler

I can’t believe it, it’s so amazing

 
I can’t believe  
D# 
it, this beat it bangin’
I can’t believe it, it’s so amazing
 
I can’t believe  
G# 
it
(I can’t believe it)

Hey, check it out, check it out

 
Check it out, check  
C# 
it 
 
out
 
Check it out, check it  
G# 
out
 
Check it out, check  
D#m7 
it 
 
out
 
G# 
Check it out, check it out
Yeah, yeah, I’m feeling it now
 
Check it  
F#maj7 
out, check it  
G# 
out
Check it out