Truffle Butter (feat. Drake & Lil Wayne)

You know, yeah

Touchin'

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You know, yeah

Touchin'

Yeah

Night of

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 about is talkin' blunt and stayin' 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

**** see me rollin' and they mood change

Like a muhfucka

New flow, I got a dozen of 'em

I don't trust you, you a undercover

I could probably make some step-sisters fuck each other

Woo, 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 **** we ain't hidin' from it

You know, yeah

Touchin'

Yeah

Night of

You know, yeah

Touchin'

Yeah

Night of

Yo, thinkin' out loud

I must have about a milli' on me right now

And I ain't talkin' 'bout that Lil Wayne record

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

Man, this a sixty-five-million singles 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, what's up? Is you here right now?

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

Do you hear me? I can't let a wack **** 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

You know, yeah

Touchin'

Yeah

Night of

You know, yeah

Touchin'

Yeah

Night of

Uh, thinkin' out loud

I could be broke and keep a million dollar smile

LOL to the bank, check in 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 mornin' 'cause she gon' 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 dancin' with the stars, I ain't nothin' like your last dude

What's his name? Not important

I bought some cocaine if you snortin'

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

Suck the white off, white 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

You know, yeah

Touchin'

Yeah

Night of

You know, yeah

Touchin'

Yeah

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