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truffle butter feat drake lil wayne

Nicki Minaj

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truffle butter feat drake lil wayne

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[Verse 1: Drake]Uh, thinkin' out loudI must have a quarter million on me right nowHard to make a song 'bout somethin' other than the moneyTwo things I'm 'bout is talkin' blunt and staying bluntedPretty women, are you here? Are you here right now, huh?We should all disappear right nowLook, you're gettin' all your friends and you're gettin' in the carAnd you're comin' to the house, are we clear right now, huh?You see the fleet of all the new thingsCop cars with the loose changeAll white like I move thingsNiggas see me rollin' and their mood changeLike a motherfuckerNew flow, I got a dozen of 'emI don't trust you, you are undercoverI could probably make some step-sisters fuck each otherTalkin' filets with the truffle butterFresh sheets and towels, man she gotta love itYeah, they all get what they desire from itWhat, tell them niggas we ain't hidin' from it[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]Yo, thinkin' out loudI must have about a milli on me right nowAnd I ain't talkin' about that Lil Wayne recordI'm still the highest sellin' female rapper, for the recordMan, this a 65 million single soldI ain't gotta compete with a single soulI'm good with the ballpoint game, finger rollAsk me how to do it, I don't tell a single soulPretty 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 meI might kiss the baddest bitch, if you dare meI ain't never need a man, to take care of meYo, I'm in that big boy, bitches can't rent thisI floss everyday, but I ain't a dentistYour whole style and approach, I inventedAnd I ain't takin' that back, cause I meant it[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]Uh, thinkin' out loudI could be broke and keep a million dollar smileLol to the bank checkin' my accountBank teller flirtin' after checkin' my accountPretty ladies, are you here? Truffle butter on your pussyCuddle buddies on the lowYou ain't gotta tell your friend that I eat it in the morningCause she gonna say "I know"Can I hit it in the bathroom? Put your hands on the toiletI'll put one leg on the tubGirl, this my new dance move, I just don't know what to call itBut bitch you dancing with the starsI ain't nothin' like your last dude, what's his name? Not importantI bought some cocaine, you can snort itShe became a vacuum, put it on my dick like carpetSuck the white off like chocolateI'm so heartless, thoughtless, lawless and flawlessSmallest regardless, largest in charge and born in New OrleansGet killed for JordansSkateboard, I'm gnarly; Drake, Tunechi and BarbieYou know

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