[Intro]
Ayo ya'll n***as gonna meet me at D.O.A, Follies?
Keep havin' Dreams, I'm the King of Diamonds and Onyx
Filling up Stadiums in Magic City cause I strive for Perfection
Meet me there though
Drop
[Hook]
No Cameras Please x6
Shawty looked back at that a** and said No Cameras Please
[Pre-Verse]
Up and down and round and round and round and round she goes
Up and down and round and round and grab her heel and drop to the flo'
[Verse 1]
She be doin' splits wit' it, cause shorty thick wit' it
She pop it for the real n***as & leave 'em stiff wit' it
Nicknamed that pole, yeah she call that sh** her money ladder
She don't want them Denzel's, you better throw some twenties at her
Some hundreds at her, it f**in' matters
She hit the stage, make it wave, dopeboys be rushin' at her
Swear to God full split from the ceiling
Thinking 'bout that f**in' money so the pain she ain't feel it
She said
[Hook]
[Pre-Verse]
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
She got the bad b**hes fiendin'
Round of applause, make it clap, they toss them bills between it
Poppin' sh** and she mean it, cause her p**y the cleanest
Ass fat as Serena's, shots of Patron
Bottles of Peach Ciroc got her leanin', Ugh
Only 21 and dancin' at Kamal's, n***a
She ain't got no man she gotta food and a mall n***a
She pay her own bills cause she got her own n***a
Clickin' Loubie spikes in the air, a real go-getter
5 Gs a night, four days a week, say Jesus Christ, in a month that's 80 Gs
She smackin' a** all up in the locker room
Nothin' but stuffed trash bags in the locker room
[Hook]
[Bridge]
That money fallin' like confetti b**h x4
[Hook]
No Cameras Please x6
Shawty looked back at that a** and said No Cameras Please