Truffle Butter
Nicki Minaj feat. Meek Mill Lyrics
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
Uh, thinkin' out loud
I must have a quarter million on me right now
Hard to make a song 'bout somethin' other than the money
Two things I'm about is talkin' blunt and staying blunted
Pretty women, are you here? Are you here right now, huh?
We should all disappear right now
Look, you're gettin' all your friends and you're gettin' in the car
And you're comin' to the house, are we clear right now, huh?
You see the fleet of all the new things
Cop cars with the loose change
All white like I move things
Niggas see me rollin' and their mood change
Like a motherfucker
New flow, I got a dozen of 'em
I don't trust you, you are undercover
I could probably make some step-sisters fuck each other, woo
Talkin' filets with the truffle butter
Fresh sheets and towels, man, she gotta love it
Yeah, they all get what they desire from it
What? Tell them niggas we ain't hidin' from it
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
Yo, thinkin' out loud
I must have about a mili' on me right now
And I ain't talkin' 'bout that Lil Wayne record
I'm still the highest sellin' female rapper, for the record
Man, this the sixty-five million singles sold
I ain't gotta compete with a single soul
I'm good with the ballpoint game, finger roll
Ask me how to do it, I don't tell a single soul
Pretty women, wassup? Is you here right now?
You a stand-up or is you in your chair, right now uh?
Do you hear me?
I can't let a wack nigga get near me
I might kiss the baddest bitch, if you dare me
I ain't never need a man, to take care of me
Yo, I'm in that big boy, bitches can't rent this
I floss every day, but I ain't a dentist
Your whole style and approach, I invented
And I ain't takin' that back, 'cause I meant it, yeah
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
Uh, thinkin' out loud
I could be broke and keep a million dollar smile
Lol to the bank checkin' my account
Bank teller flirtin' after checkin' my account
Pretty ladies, are you here?
Truffle butter on your pussy
Cuddle buddies on the low
You ain't gotta tell your friend
That I eat it in the morning
'Cause she gonna say, "I know"
Can I hit it in the bathroom?
Put your hands on the toilet
I'll put one leg on the tub
Girl, this my new dance move
I just don't know what to call it
But bitch you dancing with the stars
I ain't nothin' like your last dude
What's his name? Not important
I bought some Cocaine, if you snortin'
She became a vacuum
Put it on my dick like carpet
Suck the white off, white chocolate
I'm so heartless, thoughtless, lawless and flawless
Smallest regardless, largest in charge
And born in New Orleans, get killed for Jordans
Skateboard, I'm gnarly, Drake, Tunechi and Barbie you know
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
Uh, thinkin' out loud
I must have a quarter million on me right now
Hard to make a song 'bout somethin' other than the money
Pretty women, are you here? Are you here right now, huh?
We should all disappear right now
Look, you're gettin' all your friends and you're gettin' in the car
And you're comin' to the house, are we clear right now, huh?
You see the fleet of all the new things
Cop cars with the loose change
All white like I move things
Niggas see me rollin' and their mood change
Like a motherfucker
New flow, I got a dozen of 'em
I don't trust you, you are undercover
I could probably make some step-sisters fuck each other, woo
Talkin' filets with the truffle butter
Fresh sheets and towels, man, she gotta love it
Yeah, they all get what they desire from it
What? Tell them niggas we ain't hidin' from it
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
Yo, thinkin' out loud
I must have about a mili' on me right now
And I ain't talkin' 'bout that Lil Wayne record
I'm still the highest sellin' female rapper, for the record
Man, this the sixty-five million singles sold
I ain't gotta compete with a single soul
I'm good with the ballpoint game, finger roll
Ask me how to do it, I don't tell a single soul
Pretty women, wassup? Is you here right now?
You a stand-up or is you in your chair, right now uh?
Do you hear me?
I can't let a wack nigga get near me
I might kiss the baddest bitch, if you dare me
I ain't never need a man, to take care of me
Yo, I'm in that big boy, bitches can't rent this
I floss every day, but I ain't a dentist
Your whole style and approach, I invented
And I ain't takin' that back, 'cause I meant it, yeah
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
Uh, thinkin' out loud
I could be broke and keep a million dollar smile
Lol to the bank checkin' my account
Bank teller flirtin' after checkin' my account
Pretty ladies, are you here?
Truffle butter on your pussy
Cuddle buddies on the low
You ain't gotta tell your friend
That I eat it in the morning
'Cause she gonna say, "I know"
Can I hit it in the bathroom?
Put your hands on the toilet
I'll put one leg on the tub
Girl, this my new dance move
I just don't know what to call it
But bitch you dancing with the stars
I ain't nothin' like your last dude
What's his name? Not important
I bought some Cocaine, if you snortin'
She became a vacuum
Put it on my dick like carpet
Suck the white off, white chocolate
I'm so heartless, thoughtless, lawless and flawless
Smallest regardless, largest in charge
And born in New Orleans, get killed for Jordans
Skateboard, I'm gnarly, Drake, Tunechi and Barbie you know
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
(You know, yeah)
(Touchin', yeah)
(Night of)
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Paul Jefferies, Maya Jane Coles, Aubrey Graham, Dwayne Carter, Nicki Minaj
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@palainanoctem3776
@@Urpapa109 he's lighting up weed. There's a documentary about how he writes. He puts his damn head into the speaker turned up all the way and listens all the way thru. Then its played a second time, he hits record, lights up another and spits rhymes that end other rappers careers.
In one take.
And its memorized for life.
He's a fucking alien, lil Wayne is not human but he's def in my top 10 rappers EVER.
Nicki is number one. BEST. RAPPER. EVER.
@lamourg4798
You know, don't you?
Yeah
Night of
You know, don't you?
Yeah
Night of
[Verse 1: Drake]
Uh, thinkin' out loud
I must have a quarter million on me right now
Hard to make a song 'bout somethin' other than the money
Two things I'm about it, talkin' blunt and staying blunted
Pretty women, are you here? Are you here right now, huh?
We should all disappear right now
Look, you're gettin' all your friends and you're gettin' in the car
And you're comin' to the house, are we clear right now, huh?
You see the fleet of all the new things
Cop cars with the loose change
All white like I move things
Niggas see me rollin' and they mood change
Like a muhfucka
New flow, I got a dozen of 'em
I don't trust you, you a undercover
I could probably make some step-sisters fuck each other (Woo)
Talkin' filets with the truffle butter
Fresh sheets and towels, man she gotta love it
Yeah, they all get what they desire from it
What, tell them niggas we ain't hidin' from it
Minaj]
Yo, thinkin' out loud
I must have about a milli on me right now
And I ain't talkin' about that Lil Wayne record
I'm still the highest sellin' female rapper, for the record
Man, this a 65 million single sold
I ain't gotta compete with a single soul
I'm good with the ballpoint game, finger roll
Ask me how to do it, I don't tell a single soul
Pretty women, wassup? Is you here right now?
You a stand-up or is you in your chair right now?
Uhh, do you hear me? I can't let a wack nigga get near me
I might kiss the baddest bitch if you dare me
I ain't never need a man to take care of me
Yo, I'm in that big boy, bitches can't rent this
I floss everyday, but I ain't a dentist
Your whole style and approach, I invented
And I ain't takin' that back, cause I meant it
Wayne]
Uh, thinkin' out loud
I could be broke and keep a million dollar smile
LOL to the bank, check in my account
Bank teller flirtin' after checkin' my account
Pretty ladies, are you here? Truffle butter on your pussy
Cuddle buddies on the low, you ain't gotta tell your friend
That I eat it in the morning, cause she gon' say "I know"
Can I hit it in the bathroom? Put your hands on the toilet
I'll put one leg on the tub, girl, this my new dance move
I just don't know what to call it
But, bitch, you dancing with the stars
I ain't nothin' like your last dude
What's his name? — Not important
I brought some cocaine if you snortin'
She became a vacuum, put it on my dick like carpet
Suck the white off, white chocolate
I'm so heartless, thoughtless, lawless, and flawless
Smallest, regardless, largest in charge
And born in New Orleans, get killed for Jordans
Skateboard, I'm gnarly, Drake, Tunechi, and Barbie
You know!
@JesseFosterGaming
version written by my teacher
You know)
Teachin' out loud (or trying to)
I must have about ten dollars on me right now
Hard to write a poem about something other than my students
Two things I'm about is talking love and staying loving
8th graders, are you here? Are you in class right now?
We should all pay attention right now
Look, you’re getting all your friends and you’re getting through the door and you’re sitting in your chair-
Are we clear right now?
You see the directions on the board; clear
Desk with your textbooks and handouts, all prepared like I’m new here
Students see me talking and their mouths shut
Like a … model student :)
New lessons, I have a dozen of them
I trust you all, you would never cheat-
I could probably make some great students help each other.
Wow! Talking grammar and vocabulary,
Great literature and poems, man they gotta love it
Yeah, they all learn what they aspire from it
What? Tell the other teachers we’re not hiding from it.
@umityildirim5558
from 2015 until now 2024 this still goes hard
@daunteorr9627
🔥🔥
@ghxstgirl24
Regardless of the title meaning it does fr.
@babygt._
Facts
@ElizabethBeth-hj5yh
❤
@Puriantartica
Nicki -I might have a milli on me rn
Drake - I might have a quarter Milli on me rn
Wayne - I have million dollar smile on me rn :)))))
Wayne is all of us lol
@Essa87
He means that his diamond teeth cost a million dollar, sorry to have let you down.
@jamieunderwood33
He said i can be broke and have a million dollar smile
@haleys4906
jamie underwood THANK YOU for clarifying that. Wayne's line was so inventive. That guy butchered the transcript!? LOL (to the bank checkn' ma account:) xo
@jamieunderwood33
Haley S no problem, I wouldn'tstop listening to this religiously when it came out, so I better know what he's saying lol.