Verse 1: Nicki Minaj
Yo, I never fucked Wayne, I never fucked Drake
On my life, man, fucks sake
And if I did I'd Minaj with em
And let them eat my ass like a cupcake
My man full, he just ate, Ion duck nobody but tape
Yea, that was a setup, for a punch line on duck tape
Dont worry bout if my butt's fake
Worry bout yall niggas, us straight
These girls are my sons, Jon and Kate plus eight
When I walk in, sit up straight, don't worry bout if I was late
Dinner with my man on a G5, that's my idea of an update
Hut hut one, Hut hut two, Big titties, big butt too
Fuck with them real niggas who don't tell niggas what they up to
Show bitches where the top is, ring finger where the rock is
Deez hoes can't test me even if their name was pop quiz
Bad bitches who I fuck with, mad bitches we dont fuck with
I don't fuck with dem chicken less thdy last name is cutlet
Let it soak in, like seasonin
And tell them bitches, blow me, Lance Stephenson
Chorus: Chris Brown
Raise every bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the Fourth of July
Nothin but bad bitches in here tonight
Oh if you lame you know to be quiet
Nun but real niggas only, bad bitches only
Rich niggas only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, think bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side, Only
Verse 2: Drake
I never fuck Nicki cause she got a man
But when that's over Im the first in line
The other day in her Maybach, I thought God damn its the perfect time
We had just came from that video
You know LA traffic, how the city's slow
She was sitting on that big butt but i was still staring at the titties tho
Yea, Low key or maybe high key
I been peeked that you liked me, you know
Who the fuck you wanna be with besides me
I mean, it dont take much for us to do this shit quietly
I mean, she say that I'm obsessed with thick women and I agree
Yea, thats right, I like my girls BBW
Type that wanna such you dry then eat some lunch with you
Yea, so thick that everybody else in the room is so uncomfortable
Ass on Houston Texas but the face look just like Claire Huxtable
Oh, yea, you the man in the city when the mayor fuck with you
The NBA players fuck with you
The bad bitches doing makeup and hair fuck with you
Oh, Thats cause I believe in something, I stand for it
And Nicki if you ever try to fuck
Just give me a heads up so I can plan for it
Chorus: Chris Brown
Raise every bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the Fourth of July
Nothin but bad bitches in here tonight
Oh if you lame you know to be quiet
Nun but real niggas only, bad bitches only
Rich niggas only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, think bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side, Only
Verse 3: Lil Wayne
I nerver fucked Nic and that's fucked up
If I did fuck she'd be fucked up
Whoever's hittin it aint hittin it right
Cause she act like she need dick in her life
But that's another story, Im no story teller
I piss greatness like goldish yellow
All my goons so over zealous
Im from Hollygrove, the holy Mecca
Calender say I got money for days
I squirm and I shake but Im stuck in my ways
My girlfriend would beat a bitch up if she wave
They bet' not fuck with her surfboard, surfboard
My eyes are so bright, I take cover for shade
Don't have my money? take mother's instead
You got the hiccups, you swallow the truth
Then I make you burp boy, street beef like sirloin
Im talkin bout runnin in houses with army guns
So think about your son's and daughter's rooms
Got two hoes with me, messed up, they got smaller guns
Aint thinkin bout your son's and daughter's rooms
This shit is crazy my nigga
I been praisin my nigga
That money talk, I just rephrase it my nigga
Bloodgang take the B off behavior my nigga
For reals if you mouth off, I blow your face off
I mean POP-POP-POP then I take it off
Nigga now you see me, Nigga now you don't
Like Jamie Foxx actin like Ray Charles
16 in the clip, one on the chamber
17 ward bully with 17 bullets
My story is how I went from poor me
To poor me a drink and celebrate with me
Chorus: Chris Brown
Raise every bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the Fourth of July
Nothin but bad bitches in here tonight
Oh if you lame you know to be quiet
Nun but real niggas only, bad bitches only
Rich niggas only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, think bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side, Only
Can yall tell me what song to do next in the comments? thanks
