I Luv Dem Strippers (feat. Nicki Minaj) Lyrics

Let's play big bank, take little bank
You are looking at a shark in a fish tank
When I'm in the kitchen
I make plenty cash
Tell shawty come here
she got plenty a**
Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers

In my foreign car
Got the trunk by the engine
So when I back back
I'm fronting on you n!##a$

Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers

In my foreign car
Got the trunk by the engine
So when I back back
I'm fronting on you n!##a$

First I back back
Louie back pack
Where's Paris Hilton?
Where's Kat Stacks?
I'm round four with this ammunition
My camo come from Tru Religion
Them broke h03$ can't pay attention
Your cutie missing, New Edition
Mr. Telephone Man

There's something wrong with my line
When I call my baby's number
I get a click
Every time
Every line
Is dope, you can snort it
Working in the pot
I can make you do aerobics
I'm haterphobic
They mad cause I'm winning
They busy high and catching
Mad cause I'm pinching!
All my bitches different
All my diamonds glistening!
My weed so loud
Everybody listen!

They say it's for the birds
So I bought a kilo!
My Boost Mobile chirping
It must be my amigo!

Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers

In my foreign car
Got the trunk by the engine
So when I back back
I'm fronting on you n!##a$

Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers

In my foreign car
Got the trunk by the engine
So when I back back
I'm fronting on you n!##a$

2 Chainz, You Fuckin' Crazy
Motherfuckas know I'm Fuckin' Crazy
Fuck wrong with these bitches lately?
Bitches better get on they knees and praise me
Bitch I rep that Rich Gang
Where's Stunna?
Where's Wayne?
That's red on my wristband, SB, Mack Maine

Tell Tyga, lookin for this bitch called Blac Chyna
Take a nigga bitch in a hot flash
Metapause hot flash
Yes that's why I'm crowned Queen
And I ain't looking for the Prom King
These hoes' career's ain't promising
Killing these bitches, crime scene
Oooh
That's how a bitch do it
Fifty black trucks gon' follow when I pull up
Dick shit hit you in the chin like a pull up
My door so cocky
My door so stuck up
Oooh
Hop up out the space car
Bitches stay pressed
I call them a spacebar

Man I wish a bitch would
hundred-thousand dollar engine
I wish a bitch could

Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers
In my foreign car
Got the trunk by the engine
So when I back back
I'm fronting on you n!##a$
Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers
In my foreign car
Got the trunk by the engine
So when I back back
I'm fronting on you n!##a$