1:] All you bitches is Minaj sons So get her a trash bag so she can up her ones She bend I see her tracks I make it she throw it back And all this money me and pussy, no Kat Stacks But I got racks on racks on Pool at the W, take a puff and relax It's that millionaire lifestyle, iced out Order more spades then hit 'em with lifestyle But fakes hoes won't leave me alone bag, fake ass and she beggin' for patron My credit good, my money need a loan And heels you got on, pound sign
Basic I got a bitch with me, she got a bitch 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 [?], 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 your You give head to any nigga riding his top off You the type I'd knock off, forget I met you Block you on Twitter, never BBM or 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 for hoes Everything look off a couple bottles of rose Down low with your swag, stuntin' off of your 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 by your avatar, you never had caviar Your friends can't go, you can't go, you have a car But that hanging down to your ass Bitch ain't from Dallas, but she for the Mav's You a bandwagon ho fo You up in every video takin' off clothes I thought I you that you wouldn't get far Melissa forgets, [?] child's mad at how Honda is 2012 Range, now look how times You bitches'll never get a ring, James Cause I got all the game, to move Daddy the King Gettin' dirty money with my