1:] All you is Nicki Minaj sons So get her a trash bag so she can up her ones She down I see her tracks I it rain she throw it back And all this money me and pussy, no Kat Stacks But I got on racks on racks Pool side at the W, take a and relax It's that millionaire lifestyle, Audemar out Order spades then hit 'em with that lifestyle But these fakes hoes won't me alone Fake bag, fake ass and she for patron My credit making good, my money need a And heels you got on, pound sign
Basic I got a bitch with me, she got a with her And I ain't talkin' 'bout no basic Beyonc, front on Who you trying to front on? And on? You just a bitch, she got a fake Louie [?], fake booty So she a basic At the club all weekend, she trying to get But all I got is this dick for a bitch
2:] So it off with your knock-off You give head to any nigga riding his top off You the type I'd knock off, I ever met you you on Twitter, never BBM or text you Lookin' for the next you, I 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 good off a couple bottles of rose Down low with swag, stuntin' off of your toes And paintin' a mental picture of you without all your 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 friends can't go, you can't go, you don't have a car But weave hanging down to your ass Bitch ain't Dallas, but she rooting for the Mav's You a ho fo sho' You up in video takin' off your clothes I thought I told you that you get far Melissa forgets, [?] mad at how Honda Accord is Range, now look how times change You never get a ring, LeBron James Cause I got all the game, used to move the King Gettin' dirty with my lil'