Nicki Minaj - Tap out lyrics

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Nicki Minaj - Tap out lyrics

Verse 1: Lil Wayne] If you hatin' you just need some p**y She f**ed up when she gave me some p**y I said, "I f** you better than that other n***a" She say, "Tune I'm 'bout to cum," I say, "I'm comin' wit ya" She don't like them pretty n***as, sidity n***as 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 As-salamu alaykum ugh My b**h a choosy lover never f** without a rubber Sweet yellow bone thing, I call her honey mustard p**y like a sea shell, dick like a V-12 She say I drive her crazy, I say just keep on your seatbelt Bend it over bust it open for me Baby bend it over bust it open for me She say she love me she loves this dick Come put that million dollar p**y on me make me rich Tunechi [Hook: Future] 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 [Verse 2: Birdman] 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, gla** top ceilings Million dollar p**y, sleepin' on Versace Sleeping on Fendi, sleepin on Cavalli Married to the money, millions in the bank Alexander McQueen, rich in the paint [Bridge: Mack Maine] I got that f** you if you love me on some n***a sh** She got the million dollar seven figure n***a rich We switch positions like we doin' yoga in this b**h She get the shakin' then stiff [Hook] [Verse 3: Nicki Minaj] Million dollar p**y, million dollar p**y 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 p**y!) Who got that baddest p**y on the planet? D-Boyz love me, they don't understand it Ooooooooooooooooooh, deep throat Million dollar p**y might pounce on that a** Threw them hundreds until I lose count on that a** Max out all of them accounts on that a** Million dollar checks don't bounce on that a** Pull up in that you can't afford this Only rap b**h on the Forbes list p**y j**elry make em say burr man R-r-r-rubs hands like Birdman [Hook] [Interlude: Birdman] Rich Gang and Rich Girl Sexy Slim, I see you Paradise home, flossing while you're shining Jumping out Bugattis, f** the money game up Why? I don't know Sweet D! Love you babygirl [Outro: Detail] I'm in love with your Egyptian skin And your talk about religion I'm in prison with the p**y And I'm ballin' no cushion

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