Taylor J - Truffle Butter lyrics

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 ’bout to talk blunt staying blunted Pretty women, are you here? Are you here right now? Huh We should all disappear right now Look, your gettin’ all your friends and your 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, n***as see me rollin’ and their mood change Like a motherf**er New floor, I got a dozen of ‘em I don’t trust you, you are undercover I could probably make some steps ? Talkin’ filets with the truffle bu*ter Fresh sheets and towels, man she gotta love it Yeah, they all get what they desire from it What, tell them n***as we ain’t hidin’ from it 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 dealin’ 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, wa**up? Is you here right now? You a stand up or is you in your chair, right now? Do you hear me? I can’t let a wet n***a, get near me I might kiss the baddest b**h, if you dare me I ain’t never need a man, to take care of me Yo, I’m in that big boy, b**hes 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 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 bu*ter on your p**y 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 my leg on the tub Girl, this my new dance move I just don’t know what to call it But b**h you dancing with the stars I ain’t nothin’ like your last dude What’s his name? Not important I bought some c**aine, you can snort it She became a vacuum, put it on my dick like carpet s** the white off like chocolate I’m so heartless, thoughtless, lawless and flawless Smallest regardless, largest in charge and born in New Orleans Get k**ed for Jordans Skateboard, I’m gnarly Drake, Tunech and Barbie You know