| I said, «I fuck you better than that other nigga»
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| She say, «Tune I’m 'bout to cum,» I say, «I'm cummin' wit ya»
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| She don’t like them pretty niggas, sidity niggas
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| She ride this dick, her titties jiggle, that’s my pillows
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| That’s because I sleep in that ho, hit it when I wake up
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| Tell the pigs I say «As-salamu alaykum», uhh
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| My bitch a choosy lover, never fuck without a rubber
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| Sweet yellow-bone thing, I call her Honey Mustard
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| Pussy like a seashell, dick like a V-12
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| She say I drive her crazy, I say, «Just keep on your seatbelt»
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| Bend it over, bust it open for me
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| Baby bend it over, bust it open for me, yeah
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| She say she love me, she just loves this dick
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| Come put that million dollar pussy on me, make me rich
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| Tunechi! |
| (Blatt!)
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| She got that million dollar
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| Million dollar ooh, ooh, ooh
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| She got that million dollar
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| Million dollar ooh, ooh, ooh
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| And all I want to do is touch it (touch it, touch it)
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh
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| Make her tap out, tap out
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| Tap out, tap out, tap out (yeah)
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| And I’ma make her tap out, tap out (all day, all night)
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| Tap out, tap out, tap out (yeah)
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| Crib made her tap out, sauna made her tap out
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| Jet made her tap out, pilot with the map out
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| Million on the diamonds, million on the kitchen
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| Millions on the Maybach, glass top ceilings
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| Million dollar pussy, sleepin' on Versace
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| Sleeping on Fendi, sleepin on Cavalli
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| Married to the money, millions in the bank
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| Alexander McQueen, rich in the paint
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| I got that fuck you if you love me on some nigga shit
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| She got the million dollar seven figure nigga rich
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| We switch positions like we doin' yoga in this bitch
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| She get to shakin' then stiff
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| She got that million dollar
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| Million dollar ooh, ooh, ooh
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| She got that million dollar
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| Million dollar ooh, ooh, ooh
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| And all I want to do is touch it (touch it, touch it)
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh
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| Make her tap out, tap out
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| Tap out, tap out, tap out
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| And I’ma make her tap out, tap out
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| Tap out, tap out, tap out
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| Million dollar pussy, million dollar pussy (mm)
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| Six inch, pumps, play with his balls, dunks
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| Bald head, yup, don’t want no Forrest, Gumps
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| Don’t let me tell ya, twice, already told ya, once
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| (Eat that pussy)
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| Who-who-who-who-who got that baddest pussy on the planet?
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| D-boys love me, they don’t understand it
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| Ohhhhh, deep throat (Rich Girl)
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| M-m-m-m-million dollar pussy might pounce on that ass
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| Threw them hundreds 'til I lose counts on that ass
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| Max out all of them accounts on that ass
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| Million dollar checks don’t bounce on that ass
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| Pull up in that «You can’t afford this»
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| Only rap bitch on the Forbes list
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| Pussy jewelry make em say «burr man»
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| R-r-r-r-r-rubs hands like Birdman
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| She got that million dollar (Rich Gang)
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| Million dollar ooh, ooh, ooh (Rich Girl)
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| She got that million dollar
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| (Sexy Slim, I see you, paradise home, yeah)
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| Million dollar ooh, ooh, ooh
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| (Flossing while you’re shining, jumping out of Bugattis)
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| And all I want to do is touch it (touch it, touch it)
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| Touch it and touch it and touch it, touch it
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| And I’ma make her tap out, tap out (Yeah)
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| Tap out, tap out, tap out (Fuck this money game up, wild out)
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| And I’ma make her tap out, tap out (Yeah)
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| Tap out, tap out, tap out (Sweet D! Love you, baby girl)
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| I’m in love with your Egyptian skin
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| And your talk about religion
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| I’m in prison with the pussy
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| And I’m ballin', no cushion |