Woo Yeah, Young Money Trigga Trey Let’s get it Burrr
No I ain’t tryna flex, no ceilings you can see who’s in it If we’re talking about sex, girl you know that I invented that And I'm onto the next, that's unless you bring a friend who with it? Oh, I'm sorry, Oh, you mad that I came to the party? Like, no no no, you took your girl to the club and now she gone, gone, gone Now she asking me when I'm taking her, home, home, home I tell her "let's go" long as you know, cause I know ,when we get alone
I'm touchin’ you tonight, I'm lovin’ you tonight (Wait nope) I’m fuckin’ you, girl, you must be used to spendin’ putting in that time Touchin’, lovin’, fuckin’ can’t make up my mind (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) I’m lovin’ you (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (Wait nope) I’m fuckin’ you
Girl you fuckin’ with the best, take a picture while I’m deep up in it Oh-oh-oh, and if they living right next, then I bet they know my name in a minute (Trigga) Let me feel your body sweating, I promise I’ll keep your body dripping Oh, I'm sorry, niggas mad ‘cause I came to the party? Like, no no no, you took your girl to the club and now she gone, gone, gone Now she asking me when I'm taking her, home, home, home I tell her "let's go" long as you know, cause I know ,when we get alone
I'm touchin’ you tonight, I'm lovin’ you tonight (Wait nope) I’m fuckin’ you, girl, you must be used to spendin’ putting in that time Touchin’, lovin’, fuckin’ can’t make up my mind (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) I’m lovin’ you (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (Wait nope) I’m fuckin’ you
Sometimes I tell ‘em I love ‘em because I just wanna fuck ‘em I never love ‘em or cuff ‘em and when we done I’mma duck ‘em He Ferragamo the buckle, he Louis V on the duffel The pussy wetter than puddles, I ride his dick like a shuttle I said real niggas let real bitches cum first And real bitches been bad bitches from birth Uh, k-k-kiss him when he cumming (oh) M-m-make more money last year than Mister Drummond Oh-oh-oh, he like it when I ride it slow
I'm touchin’ you tonight, I'm lovin’ you tonight (Wait nope) I’m fuckin’ you, girl, you must be used to spendin’ putting in that time Touchin’, lovin’, fuckin’ can’t make up my mind (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) Nicki you know that I love ya (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) (Wait nope) and I really wanna touch ya (Laughing)
What you mean? Wait...no, like what? You better act like you know nigga, it’s Nicki Minaj!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
