Intro]
Hey Walle, get on the phone man, call that ^!$$% Meek Mill
Tell that ^!$$% Meek Mill get on the phone call that ^!$$% Boss

Tell Boss get on the phone, call that ^!$$% French Montana man
Tell this ^!$$% let me hold this beat too man, lego


Pop that, don't stop, pop that don't stop [x4]

Uncle Luke, you better that hoe,

I'm the %#@! (*##$ and I know you smell that hoe
Beat the #~!!@ I swoll that hoe
Lick the cat and then mail hoe

Cop the Yeezys never wear that doe
You $#&@in Kim K ^!$$% share that hoe
Real ^!$$% everywhere I go

You got one, you better marry that hoe
She got a fat monkey, a camel toe
She Armenian and she call me daddy-o

She like it from the back, no patio
I'm from the too live crew, her daddy know
I'm fresh as $#&@, no flat top

I got flip flops in that black drop
No green screen in my black drop
I got green things in my backpack

I'm thugging, welcome back Pac
I'm a mac ^!$$%, no laptop
My (*##$ $$# fat and no $$# shots

She get motivated when that cash drop
Don't call my (*##$ no stripper ^!$$%
She's an exotic dancer to twerk when you tip her, ^!$$%

Amber Rose ain't got nothing on Mulan
Megan Good, ain't got nothing on Chyna
And I know tyga, how I know tyga

Megan Good, ain't got nothing on Chyna
%#@! Japan ain't got nothing on Chyna
Wish that was me, nothing on Chyna

Damn, there I go again
I ain't tryna start nothing by speaking nothing on Chyna
Don't stop, popping that, she pick it up and she dropping it

I like red bones a little chocolate
And I'm asap with that rocket list
And I'm swagging and splashing and $#&@ing these hoes

I'm blowing that kush and it's stucked in my clothes
They blowing my dick 'til I nut in they nose
These ^!$$%z they know they can't $#&@ with the flow

My mozzy is cold, my (*##$es are hot
We walk in the club, she sneak in the Glock
We turning it up, off of peach and Ciroc

With bottles and bottles
Like when does it stop?
With models and models they known to be $#&@ing

She say she a virgin I know that she bluffing
I'm knockin and stuffin out that english muffin
I turn on the oven and whoaaa!!!


!@&@e boy I like 'ole boy
I got a gold impala like dope boy

Twerking it, working it
Like waffle house I'm serving it
They play with it, I'm murking %#@!

You Jasons kid, I'm Dirk and %#@!, you square ^!$$%z with your circle head
And you don't stop, what you twerking with


[Chorus]

[French Montana]

Work, work, work, work, work, work
What you twerkin' with
Throw it, buss it open

Show me what you twerkin with
Ass so fat, need a lap dance
I'm in that white ghost chasin' Pac man

Hundred out the lot, I be leaning thats a rock
Hundred large bring a mop
Cars tinted like Barack

Got a brinks truck in my pocket
30 chains on my collar
2 drops, no mileage
Top off like Wallace
And I'm hella smoke, (*##$ know that

Filthy rich before rap
Your new deal, I throw that
3 Benz I'm on that
We pop a molly, she buss it open
She seen it, got it, that #~!!@ soaking


[Chorus]

[Rick Ross]
I love my big booty (*##$es

My life a Godfather picture
Local club in my city
I fell in love with a stripper
(*##$es know I'm that ^!$$%
Talkin four door Bugatti

I'm the life of the party lets get these hoes on the Molly
You know I came to stunt
So drop that #~!!@ (*##$
I got what you want
Drop that #~!!@ (*##$
Feel me, feel me

This (*##$ want me to feel me
Ballin', ballin' like I play for New England
Spend it, spend it, spend a stack every minute
Thats 50, 100, I see no $#&@ing limits
Shout out to Uncle Luke
Shout out my (*##$es too
We the 2 Live Crew

2 for me, 2 for you
Feed them (*##$es carrots
$#&@ em like a rabbit
Sorry thats a habit
Smoke a spliff and then I vanish

[Chorus]


[Drake]
I'm about being single, seeing double, making triple
I hope you #~!!@ ^!$$%z hating never make a nickel
It's good to make it better when your people make it with you
Money coming, money going, ain't like you can take it with you
It's about to be a hit right now, $#&@ back then, we the %#@! right now

Dropped Take Care', bought a mutha$#&@in' crib
And I'm picking up the keys to the (*##$ right now
OVO that's major %#@!, Toronto with me that's Mayor %#@!
Gettin cheddar packs like KD, OKC that's playa %#@!
We don't dress alike, we don't rap alike
I shine different, I rhyme different
Only thing you got is some years on me

Man, $#&@ you and your time difference
I'm young Papi, champagne
They know the face, and they know the name
Got one watch that could probably pay for like all your chains
And you'd owe me change, ah!
Greystone, 20 bottles that's on me
On the couches, wildin' out

Yelling free my ^!$$%z 'till they all free
One of my closest dawgs got 3 kids and they all 3
But we always been the type of crew that been good without a plan B

[Chorus]

[Lil' Wayne]
Biiiitch, Stop talkin' that %#@!
And suck a ^!$$% dick for some Trukfit
Okay I $#&@ a (*##$ and I'm gone
That's gangsta Al Capone
I make that #~!!@ spit like bone
Talkin' bout Bone, bone, bone, bone
I'm $#&@ing wit' French, excuse my French
I lose my mind before I lose my (*##$
Money ain't a thing but a chicken wing
(*##$ I ball like 2 eyelids
YMCM-beat that #~!!@ up
Stop playin', I make her $$# scream and holla, like rock bands
I'mma beast, I'm off the leash
I am rich like a (*##$
On my pro-active %#@!
Pop that #~!!@ like a zit
I go by the name Lil Tunechi
Your girl is a groupie
And ^!$$%, you's a square
And I would twist you like a rubix
Mother$#&@er I'm on my skateboard
Watch me do a trick hoe
I'm 5? 5 but I could 6-9
Then beat that #~!!@ like Klistcko
It's French Montana, $#&@ joe
It's Weezy F, $#&@ hoes
It's Truk the world
It's Truk yo girl
It's Trukfit by the truck load, biaaaatch