1:] All you bitches is 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 racks on on racks Pool side at the W, a puff and relax It's that millionaire lifestyle, iced out more spades then hit 'em with that lifestyle But these fakes hoes leave me alone Fake bag, fake ass and she beggin' for My credit making good, my money need a And them heels you got on, sign
Basic I got a bitch me, she got a bitch with her And I ain't 'bout no basic bitch Beyonc, laced on Who you to front on? And stunt on? You a basic bitch, she got a fake Louie Fake [?], fake So she a bitch At the club all weekend, she trying to get But all I got is this dick for a bitch
2:] So knock it off your knock-off 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 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 looking for Everything look good off a couple bottles of Down low with swag, stuntin' off of your toes And paintin' a picture of you without all your clothes Have you ever fucked a millionaire in the on a rose? With Rose? I ain't talking 'bout no
3] I can by your avatar, you never had caviar Your friends can't go, you go, you don't have a car But weave 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 your I thought I you that you wouldn't get far forgets, [?] child's mad at how Honda Accord is 2012 Range, now look how change You bitches'll get a ring, LeBron James Cause I got all the game, used to move Daddy the Gettin' money with my lil'