1:] All you is Nicki Minaj sons So get her a bag so she can pick up her ones She down I see her tracks I it rain she throw it back And all this keep me and pussy, no Kat Stacks But I got racks on on racks side at the W, take a puff and relax It's that lifestyle, Audemar iced out Order more spades then hit 'em with lifestyle But these hoes won't leave me alone Fake bag, fake ass and she for patron My making good, my money need a loan And them heels you got on, sign
Basic I got a bitch me, she got a bitch with her And I ain't talkin' 'bout no basic Beyonc, laced on Who you trying to front on? And on? You just a bitch, she got a fake Louie [?], fake booty So she a basic At the all weekend, she trying to get rich But all I got is this for a basic bitch
2:] So it off with your knock-off You give head to any nigga riding his top off You the type I'd off, forget I ever 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 looking for hoes Everything look good off a couple bottles of Down low with swag, stuntin' off of your toes And a mental picture 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 tell by avatar, you never had caviar Your friends go, you can't go, you don't have a car But weave hanging down to your ass Bitch from Dallas, but she rooting for the Mav's You a bandwagon ho fo You up in video takin' off your clothes I thought I you that you wouldn't get far Melissa forgets, [?] child's mad at how Accord is Range, now look how times change You bitches'll never get a ring, James I got all the game, used to move Daddy the King Gettin' dirty with my lil'