Love Dem Strippers (feat. Nicki Minaj)

Let's play big bank, take little bank

You are looking at a shark in a fish tank

When I'm in the kitchen, I make plenty cash

Tell shawty come here, she got plenty a**

Yeah, I love them strippers (x4)

In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine

So when I back back, I'm fronting on you niggas

First I back back, Louie back pack

Where's Paris Hilton? Where's Kat Stacks?

I'm round four with this ammunition

My camo come from Tru Religion

Them broke hoes can't pay attention

Your cutie missing, New Edition

Mr. Telephone Man, there's something wrong with my line

When I call my baby's number, I get a click every time

Every line is dope, you can snort it

Working in the pot, I can make you do aerobics

I'm haterphobic, they mad cause I'm winning

They busy high and catching, mad cause I'm pinching!

All my bitches different, all my diamonds glistening!

My weed so loud, everybody listen!

They say it's for the birds, so I bought a kilo!

My Boost Mobile chirping, it must be my amigo!

2 Chainz, You Fuckin’ Crazy

Motherfuckas know I’m Fuckin’ Crazy

Fuck wrong with these bitches lately?

Bitches better get on they knees and praise me

Bitch I rep that Rich Gang

Where’s Stunna? Where’s Wayne?

That’s red on my wristband, SB, Mack Maine

Tell Tyga, lookin for this bitch called Blac Chyna

Take a nigga bitch in a hot flash, metapause hot flash

Yes that’s why I’m crowned Queen

And I ain’t looking for the Prom King

These hoes’ career’s ain’t promising

Killing these bitches, crime scene

Oooh, that’s how a bitch do it

Fifty black trucks gon’ follow when I pull up

Dick shit hit you in the chin like a pull up

My door so cocky, my door so stuck up

Oooh, hop up out the space car

Bitches stay pressed, I call them a spacebar

Man I wish a bitch would, hundred-thousand dollar engine, I wish a bitch could