1:] All you bitches is Minaj sons So get her a bag so she can pick up her ones She bend 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 racks on Pool side at the W, take a puff and that millionaire lifestyle, Audemar iced out Order spades then hit 'em with that lifestyle But fakes hoes won't leave me alone Fake bag, fake ass and she beggin' for My credit good, my money need a loan And them heels you got on, pound
Basic I got a with me, she got a bitch with her And I ain't 'bout no basic bitch Beyonc, front on Who you trying to on? And stunt on? You just a 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 dick for a basic bitch
2:] So knock it off your knock-off You give head to any nigga with 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 everytime I'm up in the club looking for hoes Everything look good off a bottles of rose low with your swag, stuntin' off of your toes And paintin' a picture of you without all your clothes you ever fucked a millionaire in the back on a rose? With Amber I ain't talking 'bout 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 weave hanging down to your ass Bitch from Dallas, but she rooting for the Mav's You a ho fo sho' You up in every video off your clothes I I told you that you wouldn't get far Melissa forgets, [?] child's mad at how Accord is 2012 Range, now look how change You bitches'll never get a ring, James Cause I got all the game, used to Daddy the King Gettin' money with my lil'