1:] All you bitches is Minaj sons So get her a trash bag so she can pick up her She bend down I see her I make it rain she throw it And all this keep me and pussy, no Kat Stacks But I got on racks on racks side at the W, take a puff and relax It's that millionaire lifestyle, Audemar out more spades then hit 'em with that lifestyle But these hoes 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, sign
Basic I got a with me, she got a bitch with her And I ain't talkin' 'bout no bitch Beyonc, laced on Who you trying to front on? And on? You just a basic bitch, she got a Louie Fake [?], fake So she a bitch At the club all weekend, she to get rich But all I got is this for a basic bitch
2:] So knock it off with your You give head to any nigga riding 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 next you, I wanted to sex you Hit you on the D-Low, I'm Cee-Lo, F You Cause I'm up in the club looking for hoes look good off a couple bottles of rose Down low with your swag, stuntin' off of your And paintin' a mental of you without all your clothes Have you ever a millionaire in the back on a rose? With Amber Rose? I ain't talking no
3] I can by your avatar, you never had caviar Your can't go, you can't go, you don't have a car But that weave hanging to your ass ain't from Dallas, but she rooting for the Mav's You a ho fo sho' You up in every takin' off your clothes I I told you that you wouldn't get far Melissa forgets, [?] child's mad at how Honda is 2012 Range, now look how change You bitches'll never get a ring, LeBron Cause I got all the game, used to move Daddy the Gettin' dirty money with my