Текст песни Flavor of Love - 3AM!

I'm throwing the money like Satchel Paige
Road to the top bitch get out the way
She gave me top just like Toupee
Im mixing the drink with the lemonade
Yoga the way this money gone spread
I keep me a pencil it stay with lead
These bitches be tripping get left on read
She wanna do rachet shit with her friends
Her lipstick smearing you know it's real
Three AM baby you know the deal
Tat my name on it
I know it's real
I know it's mine
You so damn fine
Shawty a dancer
She say she a Cancer
She from the Westside
She straight out Atlanta
She drive a Toyota I pulled in a phantom
Just hop in the Ghost
I told her don't panic
She don't want love but a hopeless romantic
I talk to her nice and she came out them panties
She drive me crazy I call her Mercedes
She giving me hell like her daddy was Hades
Chocolate skin her momma from Haiti
Might give her a baby don't mean to sound crazy
Pull on her every time we fucking our love too gangsta just call me McLovin
She my little rider we came up from nothing made nothing to something them rags to the Riches
I don't give a fuck about none of these bitches because shawty the realest she lifting my Spirits
You are what you eat so we got the same image
She matching my fly but she came with no baggage
Always rock Fendi you know she a Savage
I told yall a lot but she like when i'm bragging

Gold on my Cartier glasses
These Nigga be broke get the fuck out the frame
Eating some fruit with bad little bitch
With my feet up we high on a plane
She taking them shots of patron
I'm smoking this gas I'm sipping this drank
She throwing that ass in a circle I'm gripping her cheeks still got on my rings
Still with the gang like Frodo
I'm in a spaceship, four door
I'm on a rocket like NASA
Shitting on niggas I ain't even plan it
Bald head nigga can't lift much but a thick bitch keep calling me handsome
I might take her to spend ransom
Buy her gucci pajamas
Tonight we making a movie
She rubbing my feet we in a jacuzzi
I got my hands on her booty
I'm knowing she scared she going to lose me
I ain't going nowhere but to the money babe
Still might stop in Saint-Tropez
Ordered pancakes with a orange juice and a coffee
I could give you everything but you won't know what it cost me
I been eating good I got a bundle of broccoli
Yeah yeah
I been eating good got Karats
Eating linguine in Paris
She want me to eat her til Eiffel
Got money tower like Sauron
Keep stick like Gandalf
Marijuana my cologne
I got some niggas with mindless behavior
They upping and letting it sing
I got some money and stayed out the way I'm P you know what I mean

Big Ben on my watch but I can't tell you the time in London
Bad bitch she cold as Ice
She going to get to munching
I came up from nothing been chasing this money since I came out the womb
I'm chasing that world domination
I'm Victor Von Doom
I'm living my life Fantastic
I drive the whip like im Danica Patrick
She got a donk so I'm gripping her back end
She told me go slow don't crash it
Director I'm all about action
She say she digging my accent
She say she feeling my outfit
I'm guessing that's money that's well spent

How the bitch ghetto but boujie
She having good coochie
Got body like Tyra Banks
I'm tricking on shawty
She holding my hand
We laugh on the way to the bank
I feel like a plumber
She putting that shit on
Know the bitch got drip like a sink
Freezing, you know I got ice like a rink
She ain't much hotter than me

She looking like Naomi
Baby she hotter than Campbells
She told me she got too much ass
I told her I'm Kyrie with the handle
Hit it out the park Mickey Mantle
Keep it player I don't want no scandal
Dressed in all black like i'm a vandal
I want the real taste not no sample

In the Sahara I'm eating a pineapple on the back of a camel
Burberry flannel and it's a catching breeze