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Nicki Minaj

Genres: Pop

Truffle Butter Lyrics - Nicki Minaj

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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 (oh) 

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 

 

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Yo, thinkin' out loud 

I must have about a milli on me right now 

And I ain't talkin' about that Lil 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 

 

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(You know, uhn, uhn, uhn 

You know, uhn, uhn, uhn) 

 

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 (You know) 

 

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