Verse 1
Gucci Gucci, Louis Louis, Fendi Fendi, Prada
All bad b**hes in my room no Lady Gagas
Yeah they call me daddy but the British call me f*ga
And these Spanish women love to s** on my enchilada
One name Yolanda, One name Madonna
Both are on my dice, Los Vegas Nevada
We just rolling up, smoking marijuana
sh** I got from Japan, call it Benihana
Burn smell like sushi, b**hes wanna do me
She got the tightest p**y, and I do not say it loosely
s**ing on here b**bies, feeling on her coochie
Not under the covers because she is just a groupie
My drink had a roofie, I have a hangover
This my lucky night, four leaf clover
I'm just burning bread, I don't need a toaster
Room a grand a night so I gave that b**h a Grover
Hook
Gucci Gucci, Louis Louis, Fendi Fendi, Prada
She looking for that money, but I won't give her a dolla
I'll just give her shots now she drunk up off the vodka
Now she talking bullsh** save the drama for your momma
Bank Accounts commas, accounts got zeros
Im never saving woman, I'm not a superhero
Never meeting parents, Robert De Niro
I'll just give you dick, you can throw away the dil*o
Balls deep, p**y touch the scrotum
I break the p**y down, I call that sh** erosion
We just f**ing sweetie, please save the emotion
No close your eyes girl cause here comes the explosion
Yeah, I got that Peter North aim
I paint a picture on your face all I need was the frame
I got it on video, damn what a shame
Funny thing is, I don't even know your first name
Hook