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Yo, I never fucked Wayne, I never fucked Drake

On my life, man, fuck's sake

If I did, I'd ménage with 'em and let 'em eat my ass like a cupcake

My man full, he just ate

I don't duck nobody, but tape

Yeah, that was a setup for a punchline on duct tape

Wo-wo-wo-worried 'bout if my butt fake

Worry-worry 'bout y'all niggas, us straight

Th-these girls are my sons, Jo-Jon & Kate Plus Eight

When I walk in, sit up straight

I don't give a fuck if I was late

Dinner with my man on a G5is my idea of a update

Hut-hut one, hut-hut two, big titties, big butt too

Fu-fuck with them real niggas who don't tell niggas what they up to

Had to show bitches where the top is, ri-ring finger where the rock is

The-these hoes couldn't test me, even if their name was Pop Quiz

Bad bitches who I fuck with

Ma-ma-mad bitches we don't fuck with

I don't fuck with them chickens unless they last name is Cutlet

Let it soak in like seasoning

And tell 'em bitches blow me, Lance Stephenson

Raise every bottle and cup in the sky

Sparks in the air like the Fourth of July

Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight

Oh, if you lame and you know it, be quiet

Nothing but real niggas only

Bad bitches only

Rich niggas only

Independent bitches only

Boss niggas only

Thick bitches only

I got my real niggas here by my side, only

I never fucked Nicki 'cause she got a man

But when that's over then I'm first in line

And the other day in her Maybach

I thought, "Goddamn, this is the perfect time"

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