1:] All you bitches is Nicki Minaj So get her a trash bag so she can up her ones She bend I see her tracks I make it rain she it back And all this money me and pussy, no Kat Stacks But I got racks on on racks Pool at the W, take a puff and relax It's millionaire lifestyle, Audemar iced out more spades then hit 'em with that lifestyle But these hoes won't leave me alone Fake bag, fake ass and she for patron My credit making good, my money a loan And them heels you got on, pound
Basic I got a with me, she got a bitch with her And I ain't talkin' 'bout no basic Beyonc, front on Who you trying to front on? And on? You just a basic bitch, she got a Louie Fake [?], fake So she a bitch At the club all weekend, she trying to get But all I got is this dick for a bitch
2:] So knock it off with your You give head to any nigga riding his top off You the I'd knock off, forget I ever met you you on Twitter, never BBM or text you Lookin' for the next you, I just to sex you Hit you on the D-Low, I'm Cee-Lo, F You Cause everytime I'm up in the club looking for Everything look good off a couple of rose Down low your swag, stuntin' off of your toes And paintin' a mental picture of you without all clothes Have you ever fucked a millionaire in the back on a With Amber Rose? I talking 'bout no
3] I can tell by your avatar, you never had Your can't go, you can't go, you don't have a car But that weave hanging down to ass Bitch ain't from Dallas, but she for the Mav's You a ho fo sho' You up in every takin' off your clothes I thought I told you that you get far Melissa forgets, [?] child's mad at how Accord is 2012 Range, now look how change You never get a ring, LeBron James Cause I got all the game, used to Daddy the King Gettin' dirty with my lil'