1:] All you bitches is Minaj sons So get her a bag so she can pick up her ones She down I see her tracks I make it rain she it back And all this money keep me and pussy, no Kat But I got on racks on racks Pool at the W, take a puff and relax that millionaire lifestyle, Audemar iced out Order spades then hit 'em with that lifestyle But these hoes won't 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 with me, she got a with her And I ain't talkin' 'bout no bitch Beyonc, front on Who you trying to front on? And on? You a basic bitch, she got a fake Louie [?], fake booty So she a basic At the club all weekend, she to get rich But all I got is dick for a basic bitch
2:] So knock it off with your You head to any nigga riding with his top off You the type I'd knock off, I ever met you Block you on Twitter, never BBM or you Lookin' for the you, I just wanted 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 look good off a couple bottles of rose Down low with your swag, stuntin' off of toes And paintin' a picture of you without all your clothes Have you ever fucked a in the back on a rose? Amber Rose? I ain't talking 'bout no
3] I can tell by your avatar, you never had friends can't go, you can't go, you don't have a car But that weave hanging to your ass Bitch ain't Dallas, but she rooting for the Mav's You a bandwagon ho fo You up in video takin' off your clothes I thought I told you that you get far Melissa forgets, [?] child's mad at how Accord is 2012 Range, now look how times You bitches'll never get a ring, James I got all the game, used to move Daddy the King Gettin' dirty with my lil'