If I did I menage with 'em and let 'em eat my ass like a cupcake
My man full, he just ate, I don't duck nobody but tape
Yeah, that was a set up for a punchline on duct tape
Worried 'bout if my butt's fake
Worry 'bout yall ******, us straight
These girls are my sons, John and Kate plus eight
When I walk in, sit up straight, I don't give a **** if I was late
Dinner with my man on a G5 is my idea of an update
Hut one, hut two, big bitties, big butt too
**** with them real ****** who don't tell ****** what they up to
Had to show bitches where the top is, ring finger where the rock is
These hoes couldn't test me even if their name was pop quiz
Bad bitches who I **** with, mad bitches we don't **** with
I don't **** with them chickens unless they last name is cutlet
Let it soak in like seasonin'
And tell 'em, tell 'em blow me, Lance Stephenson
It's my first time do y'all like?
Wait I just wrote a chorus for it
Raise every bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the fourth of July
Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight
Oh, if you lame and you know it be quiet
Nothing but real ****** only, bad bitches only
Rich ****** only, independent bitches only
Boss ****** only, thick bitches only
I got my real ****** here by my side, only
***** power, pay me by the hour
I need me a Braveheart, can't deal with a coward
I tell him if he ain't ballin', he should hit the showers
If I peek and you lucky, baby, there's money hours
All yellow gold on me, like I'm Trinidad, James
Sittin' drop top wonder where the sailor's at
I know my old thang wanna bring the feeling back
But I got a new thang, baby, I ain't feeling that now
Iggy Iggy Iggy can't you see?
That everybody wanna put their hands on me
See I be on this money why your man on me
And I need another hand with all these bandz on me
Yo, like MJ doctor, they killing me
Propofol, I know they hope I fall
But tell 'em winning is my mother****in' protocol
'Cause I score before I ever throw the ball
These bitches washed up and ain't no ****in' soap involved, uh
It's every hood ***** dream, fantasizing about Nicki and Bey
Curvalicious, ***** served delicious
Mayday mayday, earth to bitches
Slap these hoes on they ass like we birthing bitches, uh
The queen of rap, slayin with queen Bey
If you ain't on the team, you playin' for team D
'Cause we A-listers, we paid sisters
This watch right here done faced blizzards
I confess, I woke up like this
All this drank in my cup like this
All this ass on that flawless dick
Instagram another flawless pic
Flawless city with these flawless titties
I've got all these hundreds, you've got all them fifties
I'm with some flawless bitches because they be mobbin' pretty
'Cause ****** love bad bitches that be on they grizzly
Throw that ass back I be on my frisbee
Princess cut diamonds on my Disney
He want monster Nicki in Sri Lanka
I told 'em meet me at the trump, Ivanka
I said come here let me show you how this cookie tastes
This that yeah, *****, eat the cookie face
'Cause, baby, now we got bad blood
You know it used to be mad love
So take a look what you’ve done
'Cause, baby, now we got bad blood
Now we got problems
And I don’t think we can solve them
You made a really deep cut
And, baby, now we got bad blood
I'm loose
And everybody knows I get off the train
Baby it's the truth
I'm like inception I play with your brain
So I don't sleep I snooze
I don't play no games so don't get it confused no
Cos you will lose yeah
Now pump it up
And back it up like a Tonka truck
All I hear is raindrops
Falling on the rooftop
Oh baby tell me why'd you have to go
Cause this pain I feel
It wont go away
And today I'm officially missing you
I thought that from this heartache
I could escape
But I fronted long enough to know
There ain't no way
And today
I'm officially missing you
Is this how Monté Monroe felt?
