Tap Out Lyrics - Birdman

If you hatin' you just need some pussy 

She fucked up when she gave me some pussy 

I said I fuck you better than that other nigga 

She say Tune I'm 'bout to cum, I say I'm comin' wit ya 

And she don't like them pretty niggas, sidity niggas 

She ride this dick, her titties jiggle, that's my pillows 

That's because I sleep in that ho 

Hit it when I wake up tell the pigs I say Assalaam Alaikum ugh 

My bitch a choosy lover never fuck without a rubber 

Sweet yellow bone thing, I call her honey mustard 

Pussy like a sea shell, dick like a V-12 

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, yeah 

She say she love me she just loves this dick 

Come put that million dollar pussy on me make me rich 

Tunechi 

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She got that million dollar 

Million dollar oow, oow 

She got that million dollar 

Million dollar oow, oow 

And all I want to do is touch it (oow, oow) 

Make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout 

And I'm gon' make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout 

Crib made her tapout, sauna made her tapout 

Jet made her tapout, pilot with the map out 

Million on the diamonds, million on the kitchen 

Millions on the Maybach, glass top ceilings 

Million dollar pussy, sleepin' on Versace 

Sleeping on Fendi, sleepin on Cavalli 

Married to the money, millions in the bank 

Alexander McQueen, rich in the paint 

Photos 

I got that fuck you if you love me on some nigga shit 

She got the million dollar seven figure nigga rich 

We switch positions like we doin' Yoga in this bitch 

She get the shakin' then stiff 

She got that million dollar 

Million dollar oow, oow 

She got that million dollar 

Million dollar oow, oow 

And all I want to do is touch it (oow, oow) 

Make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout 

And I'm gon' make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout 

Million dollar pussy, million dollar pussy 

Six inch pumps, play with his balls dunks 

Bald head yep, don't want no Forrest Gumps 

Don't let me tell ya twice, already told you once 

(Eat that pussy!) 

Who got that baddest pussy on the planet? 

D-Boyz love me, they don't understand it 

Ooh, deep throat 

Million dollar pussy might pounce on that ass 

Threw them hundreds until I lose count on that ass 

Max out all of them accounts on that ass 

Million dollar checks don't bounce on that ass 

Pull up in that you can't afford this 

Only rap bitch on the Forbes list 

Pussy jewelry make em say burr man 

Rubs hands like Birdman 

She got that million dollar 

Million dollar oow, oow 

She got that million dollar 

Million dollar oow, oow 

And all I want to do is touch it (touch it) 

Touch it and touch it and touch it, touch it 

And I'm gon' make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapo 

And I'm gon' make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout 

I'm in love with your Egyptian skin 

And your talk about religion 

I'm in prison with the pussy 

And I'm ballin' no cushion