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 money me and pussy, no Kat Stacks But I got racks on on racks Pool side at the W, take a puff and It's that millionaire lifestyle, iced out Order more spades then hit 'em with lifestyle But these fakes hoes won't me alone Fake bag, fake ass and she beggin' for 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 to front on? And stunt on? You just a basic bitch, she got a 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 knock it off with your You give to any nigga riding with his top off You the type I'd knock off, forget I met you Block you on Twitter, BBM or text 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 for hoes Everything look off a couple bottles of rose low with your swag, stuntin' off of your toes 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 talking 'bout no
3] I can tell by your avatar, you had caviar Your friends can't go, you can't go, you have a car But that weave down to your ass ain't from Dallas, but she rooting for the Mav's You a ho fo sho' You up in video takin' off your clothes I I told you that you wouldn't get far Melissa forgets, [?] child's mad at how Accord is Range, now look how times change You never get a ring, LeBron James I got all the game, used to move Daddy the King Gettin' money with my lil'