1:] All you is Nicki Minaj sons So get her a trash bag so she can pick up her She bend I see her tracks I it rain she throw it back And all money keep me and pussy, no Kat Stacks But I got on racks on racks Pool side at the W, take a puff and It's that lifestyle, Audemar iced out Order more then hit 'em with that lifestyle But these hoes won't leave me alone Fake bag, fake ass and she for patron My credit good, my money need a loan 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 basic Beyonc, laced on Who you trying to on? And stunt on? You just a basic bitch, she got a Louie Fake [?], booty So she a bitch At the club all weekend, she to get rich But all I got is this dick for a bitch
2:] So knock it off with your You give head to any riding with his top off You the type I'd off, forget I ever met you Block you on Twitter, never BBM or you for the next 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 club looking for look good off a couple bottles of rose Down low with your swag, stuntin' off of toes And paintin' a mental of you without all your clothes Have you ever fucked a millionaire in the on a rose? With Amber Rose? I talking 'bout no
3] I can tell by your avatar, you never had Your friends go, you can't go, you don't have a car But that weave hanging down to ass Bitch from Dallas, but she rooting for the Mav's You a ho fo sho' You up in every video takin' off clothes I thought I told you you wouldn't get far Melissa forgets, [?] child's mad at how Honda is Range, now look how times change You bitches'll never get a ring, James Cause I got all the game, used to move Daddy the Gettin' dirty money my lil'