Nicki Minaj - Ft. Drake, Lil Wayne - Truffle Butter

  • 16 Mart 2017, Perşembe - 22:26 tarihinde eklendi.
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  • [Verse 1: Drake]
    Uh, thinkin' out loud—
    I must have a quarter million on me right now
    Hard to make a song 'bout somethin' other than the money
    Two things I'm abo...
    [Verse 1: Drake]
    Uh, thinkin' out loud—
    I must have a quarter million on me right now
    Hard to make a song 'bout somethin' other than the money
    Two things I'm about is talkin' blunt and staying blunted
    Pretty women, are you here?
    Are you here right now, huh?
    We should all disappear right now
    Look, you're gettin' all your friends
    And you're gettin' in the car
    And you're comin' to the house
    Are we clear right now, huh?
    You see the fleet of all the new things
    Cop cars with the loose change, all white like I move things
    Niggas see me rollin' and they mood change
    Like a muhfucka—new flow, I got a dozen of 'em
    I don't trust you, you a undercover
    I could probably make some step-sisters fuck each other
    Whoop!—talkin' filets with the truffle butter
    Fresh sheets and towels, man she gotta love it
    Yeah, they all get what they desire from it
    What, tell them niggas we ain't hidin' from it

    [Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
    Yo, thinkin' out loud—
    I must have about a milli on me right now
    And I ain't talkin' about that Lil Wayne record
    I'm still the highest sellin' female rapper, for the record
    Man, this a 65 million single sold
    I ain't gotta compete with a single soul
    I'm good with the ballpoint game, finger roll
    Ask me how to do it, I don't tell a single soul
    Pretty women, wassup? Is you here right now?
    You a stand-up or is you in your chair, right now?
    Uhh, do you hear me? I can't let a wack nigga get near me
    I might kiss the baddest bitch, if you dare me
    I ain't never need a man, to take care of me
    Yo, I'm in that big boy, bitches can't rent this
    I floss everyday, but I ain't a dentist
    Your whole style and approach, I invented
    And I ain't takin' that back, cause I meant it

    [Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
    Uh, thinkin' out loud—
    I could be broke and keep a million dollar smile
    LOL to the bank, check in my account
    Bank teller flirtin' after checkin' my account
    Pretty ladies, are you here?
    Truffle butter on your pussy, cuddle buddies on the low
    You ain't gotta tell your friend that I eat it in the morning
    Cause she gonna say "I know"—can I hit it in the bathroom?
    Put your hands on the toilet, I'll put one leg on the tub
    Girl, this my new dance move, I just don't know what to call it
    But bitch you dancing with the stars
    I ain't nothin' like your last dude
    What's his name?—not important
    I bought some cocaine, you can snort it
    She became a vacuum, put it on my dick like carpet
    Suck the white off, white chocolate
    I'm so heartless, thoughtless, lawless and flawless
    Smallest regardless, largest in charge
    And born in New Orleans, get killed for Jordans
    Skateboard, I'm gnarly; Drake, Tunechi and Barbie
    You know—
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