birdman - tapout lyrics
(feat. lil wayne, future, mack maine & nicki minaj)
if you hatin, you just need some p-ssy.
she f-cked up when she gave me some p-ssy.
say i f-ck you better than that other n-gg-
she say tune i’m bout to come i say i’m comin with you
and she don’t like them pretty n-gg-s so did them n-gg-s
she ride this d-ck her t-tties jiggle, that’s my pillows.
that’s because i sleep in that hoe
hit it when i wake up, tell the pigs i say osalasalak-m uh
my b-tches choosy, love her never f-ck without a rubber
sweet yellow bone thing i call a honey musta
p-ssy like a sea sh-ll, d-ck like a v12
she say i drive her crazy, i say just keep on your seat belt
bend it over bust it open for me
baby bend it over bust it open for me
she say she love me she just love this d-ck.
i put that million p-ssy only make me rich. don’t you?
hook:
she got that million dollar, million dollar uh?
she got that million dollar, million dollar uh uh?
and all i want to do is touch her, uh uh uh
make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout,
and i’ma make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout.
yeah, crib made the tap out, signa made the tap out,
jet made the tap out, probably with the tap out,
million on the diamonds, millions on the kitchen,
millions on the maybach, gl-ss top seal,
million dollar p-ssy, sleeping on versace,
sleeping on the findi, sleeping on cavali,
married to the money, millions in the bank,
alexander mcqueen, rich in the paint,
i got that f-ck you if you love me on some n-gg- sh-t
she got that million dollar seven finger n-gg- real,
we switch positions like we’re doing your end this b-tch,
she get this shaking then staff.
[hook:]
million dollar p-ssy, million dollar p-ssy
[nicki minaj:]
six inch pumps, play with this b-lls, duncks
ball head y’ap don’t wanna foreign c-mps
don’t let me tell you twice, already told you once,
eat that p-ssy,
who got the baddest p-ssy on the planet?
d boys love me, they don’t understand me, ohh
million dollar p-ssy might pump on that ..
throw them hundreds till i lose counts on that ask,
max out wallet, i’ma count on that ask,
million dollar checks don’t pound on that..
pull up in that you can’t afford this
only rap b-tch on the forbes list
p-ssy jury make em say burb man,
clubs hands like burb man,
[hook:]
i’m in love with the egyptians and you’re talking bout religion
i’m in prison with the p-ssy
and i’m falling no kush in.
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