Truffle Butter (Lil Wayne & Nicki)

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(him and Nicki are in together in this one, so yeah.)

Nicki's POV

I was getting ready for the concert. YMCMB was having a concert with all the members. Alotta people were coming. I got up and peeked my head out. Alot of people were wearing shirts with me on it, Wayne or Drake. About half were wearing the red and black YMCMB logo shirt. I guess you could say Wayne, Drake & I are the mains of YMCMB. When the makeup designer got done with my makeup, i got up and walked over too the lady who does my hair. After she got done, i went and changed into some bleached skinny jeans, a black crop top, and some black and white jays. I didn't feel like wearing anything big, so yeah.

"You look fine as usually baby." I heard Wayne say.

"So do you my love." I said and pecked his lips.

"NOW LADIES AND GENTLE MEN! THE PEOPLE YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR! LIL WAYNE & NICKI MINAJ!" Birdman yelled into the microphone.

"Let's go baby." He said and kissed my cheek. He grabbed my hand and we walked out smiling. No one knew about us yet, but they will after today.


"WASSSUUUP YAAALL?" Wayne yelled into the mic. Everyone just started screaming random shit.


"Were gonna be performing Truffle Butter!" Drake said and everyone started screaming, our song is pretty fucking tight. The beat started playing, Drake was rapping his verse.

"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."  He rapped.

Then the hook just played and then came my part.



"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." I rapped then came up my favoriote part of the song. Wayne's.

[Produced by Nineteen85]

[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

"Uh, thinkin' out loud
I could be broke and keep a million dollar smile
LOL to the bank checkin' 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, because me and my baby Nicki over here stunting on ya pussy niggas, ya know!" Wayne said. Well damn.


"This my baby right here!" Wayne said and grabbed my hands and kissed me.


"Always baby." I said and kissed him back. The whole crowd just murmered "aww".

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