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[Intro: Robb Bank$, Nicki Minaj & Lil Wayne] Where's your... your wife? She should be here right now comforting you I don't have a wife Nick You don't have one, or you don't want one? I don't want one But you have one Uh, uh, uh, uh This is not 'bout such and such Ooh, ooh, ooh, dig, uh Camo shorts and Bubba Kush Yeah, uh, uh, uh, dig, dig, dig I don't give a single fuck, dig, dig, yuh, dig, dig Uh, you dig [Chorus: Robb Bank$] Took her to the Mondrian (Yeah), that's every day Easter pink my Chardonnay (Nay), like what you sayin'? Baby, we could do this every day (Day), just need to know your name Falconia what I'm offerin' (Yuh), sacrifice your fame, uh [Verse: Robb Bank$] Hop out the egg and go (Rah) to a place you have never saw (Tuh) 'Til that bitch in my repertoire (Tuh), dirty clip done took my soul (let's go) And we want all the smoke (Tuh), really sold all the dope (Tuh) Real Black Medillin, you broke (Huh), been on top of these hoes, they told us Hop off a Xenomorph, Gucci inside my toes (Rah) I'm in a straight menage (Huh), I'm the reason they're out of stock (let's get it) 444, pass the rock (Brr), like I'm holdin' steel, mash the Glock (Huh, tuh) These fuck niggas out the box (Yuh), got the new LV, I just bought Thinkin' I'm a sex addict or some, kissed on a ugly bitch this morning When I'm in that pussy, I don't feel nothing, she ain't gotta ask where the fuck I'm nuttin' Shootin' up the club and I ain't givin' no warning, hit her from the back and I swear I loved it She look me in the eyes whenever she suckin', and I'ma let her have my baby (Oh) Put it all over your face, ayy (Oh) Ride that dick, she make it tasty (Oh, oh) What the fuck you sayin'? (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) [Bridge: Robb Bank$] I'm tryna take you big league (Big league, gone) And she lookin' good enough to eat (Yuh, yuh) I'm on syrup and she cheeky (Yuh, yuh, SSET) I let her meet the crew, she ate the team (Yuh, yuh, yuh, SSET) [Chorus: Robb Bank$] Took her to the Mondrian (Yeah), that's every day Easter pink my Chardonnay (Nay), like what you sayin'? Baby, we could do this every day (Day), just need to know your name Falconia what I'm offerin' (Yuh), sacrifice your fame, uh [Outro: Robb Bank$] Uh, Polo t-shirt, Polo draws, ooh I don't give a single fuck, ooh I don't give a single fuck, ooh I don't give a single
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- Robb Bank$