1:] All you is Nicki Minaj sons So get her a trash bag so she can pick up her She down I see her tracks I make it rain she throw it And all money keep me and pussy, no Kat Stacks But I got on racks on racks Pool side at the W, a puff and relax It's that lifestyle, Audemar iced out more spades then hit 'em with that lifestyle But these fakes won't leave me alone bag, fake ass and she beggin' for patron My credit making good, my money need a And them heels you got on, pound
Basic I got a bitch me, she got a bitch with her And I talkin' 'bout no basic bitch Beyonc, laced on Who you trying to on? And stunt on? You just a basic bitch, she got a 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 bitch
2:] So knock it off with knock-off You give head to any nigga with his top off You the type I'd off, forget I ever met you you on Twitter, never BBM or text you Lookin' for the 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 looking for Everything look good off a bottles of rose Down low with your swag, stuntin' off of toes And paintin' a mental of you without all your clothes you ever fucked a millionaire in the back on a rose? With Amber Rose? I talking 'bout no
3] I can tell by your avatar, you had caviar friends can't go, you can't go, you don't have a car But that weave hanging down to ass ain't from Dallas, but she rooting for the Mav's You a bandwagon ho fo You up in every video off your clothes I thought I told you you wouldn't get far Melissa forgets, [?] child's mad at how Honda is 2012 Range, now how times change You bitches'll never get a ring, James I got all the game, used to move Daddy the King Gettin' dirty money with my