Truffle Butter - Nicki Minaj, Drake, Lil Wayne

1 — Drake:

Uh, thinkin' out loud

I must have a quarter million on me right now

Hard to make a song 'bout somethin' other than the money

Two things I’m 'bout is talkin' blunt and staying blunted

Pretty women, are you here?

Are you here right now, huh?

We should all disappear right now

Look, you’re gettin' all your friends and you’re gettin' in the car

And you’re comin' to the house, are we clear right now, huh?

You see the fleet of all the new things

Cop cars with the loose change, all white like I move things

Niggas see me rollin' and their mood change, like a motherfucker

New flow, I got a dozen of 'em

I don’t trust you, you are undercover

I could probably make some step-sisters fuck each other

Whoop!

Talkin' filets with the truffle butter

Fresh sheets and towels, man she gotta love it

Yeah, they all get what they desire from it

What, tell them niggas we ain’t hidin' from it

2 — Nicki Minaj:

Yo, thinkin' out loud

I must have about a milli on me right now

And I ain’t talkin' about that Little Wayne record

I’m still the highest sellin' female rapper, for the record

Man, this a 65 million single sold

I ain’t gotta compete with a single soul

I’m good with the ballpoint game, finger roll

Ask me how to do it, I don’t tell a single soul

Pretty women, wassup?

Is you here right now?

You a stand-up or is you in your chair, right now?

Uhh, do you hear me?

I can’t let a wack nigga get near me

I might kiss the baddest bitch, if you dare me

I ain’t never need a man, to take care of me

Yo, I’m in that big boy, bitches can’t rent this

I floss everyday, but I ain’t a dentist

Your whole style and approach, I invented

And I ain’t takin' that back, cause I meant it

3 — Lil Wayne:

Uh, thinkin' out loud

I could be broke and keep a million dollar smile

LOL to the bank checkin' my account

Bank teller flirtin' after checkin' my account

Pretty ladies, are you here?

Truffle butter on your pussy

Cuddle buddies on the low

You ain’t gotta tell your friend that I eat it in the morning

Cause she gonna say «I know»

Can I hit it in the bathroom?

Put your hands on the toilet

I’ll put one leg on the tub

Girl, this my new dance move, I just don’t know what to call it

But bitch you dancing with the stars

I ain’t nothin' like your last dude, what’s his name?

Not important

I bought some cocaine, you can snort it

She became a vacuum, put it on my dick like carpet

Suck the white off like chocolate

I’m so heartless, thoughtless, lawless and flawless

Smallest regardless, largest in charge

And born in New Orleans, get killed for Jordans

Skateboard, I’m gnarly;

Drake, Tunechi and Barbie

You know

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