| [Intro: Robb Bank$,
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| Nicki Minaj
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| Lil Wayne
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| Where’s your… your wife?
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| She should be here right now comforting you
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| I don’t have a wife Nick
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| You don’t have one, or you don’t want one?
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| I don’t want one
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| But you have one
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| Uh, uh, uh, uh
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| This is not 'bout such and such
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, dig, uh
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| Camo shorts and Bubba Kush
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| Yeah, uh, uh, uh, dig, dig, dig
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| I don’t give a single fuck, dig, dig, yuh, dig, dig
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| Uh, you dig
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| Took her to the Mondrian (Yeah), that’s every day
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| Easter pink my Chardonnay (Nay), like what you sayin'?
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| Baby, we could do this every day (Day), just need to know your name
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| Falconia what I’m offerin' (Yuh), sacrifice your fame, uh
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| Hop out the egg and go (Rah) to a place you have never saw (Tuh)
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| 'Til that bitch in my repertoire (Tuh), dirty clip done took my soul (let's go)
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| And we want all the smoke (Tuh), really sold all the dope (Tuh)
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| Real Black Medillin, you broke (Huh), been on top of these hoes, they told us
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| Hop off a Xenomorph, Gucci inside my toes (Rah)
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| I’m in a straight menage (Huh), I’m the reason they’re out of stock (let's get
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| it)
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| 444, pass the rock (Brr), like I’m holdin' steel, mash the Glock (Huh, tuh)
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| These fuck niggas out the box (Yuh), got the new LV, I just bought
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| Thinkin' I’m a sex addict or some, kissed on a ugly bitch this morning
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| When I’m in that pussy, I don’t feel nothing, she ain’t gotta ask where the
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| fuck I’m nuttin'
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| Shootin' up the club and I ain’t givin' no warning, hit her from the back and I
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| swear I loved it
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| She look me in the eyes whenever she suckin', and I’ma let her have my baby (Oh)
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| Put it all over your face, ayy (Oh)
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| Ride that dick, she make it tasty (Oh, oh)
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| What the fuck you sayin'? |
| (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| I’m tryna take you big league (Big league, gone)
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| And she lookin' good enough to eat (Yuh, yuh)
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| I’m on syrup and she cheeky (Yuh, yuh, SSET)
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| I let her meet the crew, she ate the team (Yuh, yuh, yuh, SSET)
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| Took her to the Mondrian (Yeah), that’s every day
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| Easter pink my Chardonnay (Nay), like what you sayin'?
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| Baby, we could do this every day (Day), just need to know your name
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| Falconia what I’m offerin' (Yuh), sacrifice your fame, uh
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| Uh, Polo t-shirt, Polo draws, ooh
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| I don’t give a single fuck, ooh
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| I don’t give a single fuck, ooh
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| I don’t give a single |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Single , by - Robb Bank$. Song from the album Cloverfield 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп