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Only (In the Style of Drake, Nicki Minaj, Chris Brown & Lil Wayne) [Instrumental Version]
I never fucked wayne, I never fucked drake,
All my life, man, fuck's sake,
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,
Yeah, that was a set up,
For a punch line on duct tape.
Worry bout if my butt fake,
Worry bout yall niggas up straight,
Deez girls are my sons,
John and Kate, plus 8.
When I walk in, sit up straight,
Ion give a fuck if I was late,
Dinner with my man on a G-5
Is my idea of an update.
Hut-hut one, hut-hut two,
Big titties, big butt too.
Fuck with them real niggas
Who dont tell niggas what they up to.
Had to show bitches where the top is,
Ring finger where the rock is,
Deez hoes couldnt test me,
Even if my name was pop quiz.
Bad bitches who I fuck with,
Mad bitches we dont fuck with,
Ion fuck with them chickens,
Unless their last name is cutlet.
Let it soak in, like seasoning,
And tell em bitches blow me,
Lance Stevenson.
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 hear me and you know, then be quiet.
Nothin but real niggas only,
Bad bitches only,
Rich niggas only,
Independent bitches only.
Boss niggas only,
Thick bitches only,
I got my real niggas by my side,
Only.
I never fucked nikki, cuz she got a man,
But when thats over, then im first in line.
And the other day, in her Mayback,
I thought God damn, this is the perfect time.
We had just came from that video,
You know L.A. traffic, how the city slow,
She was sittin down on that big butt,
But I was still staring at the titties tho!
Lowkey, or maybe high key,
I been peeped that you liked me, you kno.
Who the fuck you really wanna be with besides me, I mean...
It dosent take much for to do this shit quietly, I mean...
She say im obsessed with thick women, and i agree.
Thats right, I like my girls BBW
Type that wanna suck you dry, then eat some lunch with you.
So thick, that everyone in the room feel so uncomfortable,
Ass on Houston, Texas,
But the face look just like Claire Huxtible, Oh!
You the man of the city when the Mayor fuck with you,
The NBA players fuck with you,
Bad ass bitches doin makeup and hair fuck with you,
Thats cuz I believe in something,
And ill stand for it.
And Nikki if you ever tryina fuck,
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Just give me the heads up, so I can plan for it.
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 hear me and you know, then be quiet.
Nothin but real niggas only,
Bad bitches only,
Rich niggas only,
Independent bitches only.
Boss niggas only,
Thick bitches only,
I got my real niggas by my side,
Only.
I never fucked Nikki, and thats fucked up.
If I did fuck her,
She would be fucked up.
Who ever is hittin aint hittin it right,
Cuz she act like she need dick in her life.
But thats another story,
Im no story teller,
I piss greatness, like goldish-yellow,
All my goons so over-zellous,
Im from Holli Grove,
The holy meca.
Callis just said I got money for days,
I squirm and I shake when im stuck in my ways,
My girlfriend would beat a bitch up if she wave,
They bet not fuck with her, surfboard, surfboard,
My eymoo es are so bright I take cover for shade,
Dont have my money, take mothers instead,
You got the hiccups, you swallowed the truth,
And I make you burp boy,
Eat meat like sirloin,
Im talkin bout runnin in houses with army guns,
So think bout yo son and daughter rooms,
Got two hoes with me,
Messed up, they got smaller guns,
Not thinkin bout yo son and daughter rooms,
This shit is crazy my nigga,
Ive been praisin my nigga,
That money talk, I just rephrase it my nigga,
Blood gang, take the B out behavior my nigga,
Forreals if you mouth, ill blow your face off,
I mean POP POP POP then I take off,
Nigga now you see me, nigga now you dont, like Jamie Foxx,
Actin like Ray Charles,
16 in the clip, one in the chamber,
17 wild bullets, with 17 bullets,
My story is how I went from
'Oh poor me' to 'please poor me a drink'
And celebrate with me.
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 hear me and you know, then be quiet.
Nothin but real niggas only,
Bad bitches only,
Rich niggas only,
Independent bitches only.
Boss niggas only,
Thick bitches only,
I got my real niggas by my side,
Only.
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