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