1:] All you bitches is Nicki Minaj So get her a trash bag so she can up her ones 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 at the W, take a puff and relax It's that millionaire lifestyle, Audemar out Order more spades hit 'em with that lifestyle But these fakes hoes won't leave me 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 ain't talkin' 'bout no basic Beyonc, laced on Who you to front on? And stunt on? You just a basic bitch, she got a fake Fake [?], fake So she a bitch At the all weekend, she trying to get rich But all I got is dick for a basic 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 Block you on Twitter, 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 everytime I'm up in the club looking for hoes Everything look good off a couple bottles of Down low with your swag, stuntin' off of toes And paintin' a mental picture of you all your clothes Have you fucked a millionaire in the back on a rose? With Amber Rose? I ain't 'bout no
3] I can tell by avatar, you never had caviar Your friends can't go, you go, you don't have a car But that weave hanging down to ass Bitch ain't Dallas, but she rooting for the Mav's You a bandwagon ho fo You up in every video takin' off clothes I thought I told you you wouldn't 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, to move Daddy the King Gettin' dirty money my lil'