P-p-p-p punch line Queen, no boxer though Might pull up in a Porsche, no boxster though Tell a hater,Yo, don't you got cocks to blow? Tell 'em Kangaroo Nick, I'll box a ho Th-sai-they said I got 5 in a possible Don't go against Nicki, Impossible I done came through with my wrist on Popsicle Man these hoes couldn't ball with a Tosticle Nigga-nigga-nigga-nigga
Your lipstick stain Smells like a cheap hotel
Diamond watches and a gold chain Can't make my frown turn around
The boys always spending all their money on love The boys always spending all their money on love
They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it Bone it, own it, Yeah yeah Dollar, dollar, paper chase it get that money Yeah yeah
You get high, fuck a bunch of girls And then cry on top of the world I hope you have the time of your life I hope I don't lose it tonight Ba-ba-ba-ba bald head pussy got lots of juice Lop-sided on the curb so I block the coupes Watch the deuce Man I'm stingy with my cuttie cat daddy Did you ever really love me stevie Rrrrrrr Pull up in the Rrrrrrr Wrist on Burrrrr Pussy on Purrrr Rrrrr I don't even brake when I'm backing up I'll swerve on a nigga if he acting up I done pushed more sixes then a play date Get money by the millions, fuck a day rate Nigga-nigga-nigga-nigga
Your bossed up swag
Got 'em drooling like a new born babe
The dollars in they eyes
Got 'em blinded by a Masquerade
The boys always spending all their money on love The boys always spending all their money on love They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it Bone it, own it, yeah yeah Dollar, dollar, paper chase it get that money Yeah yeah You get high, fuck a bunch of girls And then cry on top of the world I hope you have the time of your life I hope I don't lose it tonight
I put all you bitches on to them good lace fronts Girls is my sons, carried them for 8 months And yes you're Pre-Mature Young Money to the Core I might give you a ticket so you can come see the tour Oh that's your new girl? That's that Mid Grade Buck 50 on yo face with the switch blade Or the Razor Yeah the Razor She my son yeah But I ain't Raise her Goose me hater I get that Loose leaf paper Them V-Necks be studded out T-Rex be gutted out I told 'em Nicki be chilling them Imma keep hurting they feelings Because you'll never be Jordan You couldn't even be Pippen You couldn't even be tripping You can't afford a vacation I'm out in Haiti with Haitians I go to Asia with Asians You mad dusty, you a lil dusty possum I just come through with the six like my name was Blossom You get high, fuck a bunch of girls And then cry on top of the world I hope you have the time of your life I hope I don't lose it tonight
The boys always spending all their money on love
Uh huh, Pretty Gang, Money, Young Cassie, Cassie, Cassie…
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The boys always spending all their money on love The boys always spending all their money on love They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it Bone it, own it, yeah yeah Dollar, dollar, paper chase it get that money Yeah yeah You get high, fuck a b
