Slumber Party

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Banana boat full of blow Banana clip to cut ya throat Banana dro, come take a smoke Banana diamonds, yellow stone Heavy snow, that berry blow That cherry coke got stupid dough Plenty mo', you think I booked a Hundred, shows I'm selling dope I'm into wishin rolling kushin Sippin lean and burnin piff You gotta fifth, I gotta pint You took a shot, I took a sip I plead the 5th, ain't saying shit Go get my lawyer, get him quick Spent 80 grand to beat a case I whipped it like my purple whip I call a hit like Sosa did Them killas blitz ya house ya monkey I got so much jewelry on me Still you can't take nothing from me Hook it up, I cook it up And get some head while rolling blunts Water paint, water stain I'm lookin' down, she lookin' up Beamer truck, I rim it up Spent 80 thou', 400 stones She suck a dick while rollin' blunt She keep the boss man bustin' nuts I get it off, she get it up Me and her both can't get enough We in the goat, I'm in the ghost I'm tryna beat that pussy up [Hook: Gucci Mane] Welcome to my private party More hoes than a bachelor party Smoking, drinking, freaking Shit can turn into a slumber party You can't meet my mama, uh-uh But here you go, my number, shawty When you feeling freaky, mama We can have a slumber party A slumber party Mama, have a slumber party You can't meet my mama, uh-uh But here you go, my number, shawty When you feeling freaky, mama We can have a slumber party We can have a slumber party We can have a—yeah [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Her negligees are Burberry Her lingerie game very straight Her oral sex is very wet My sex so great she gainin' weight I cook a cake, she cook a steak We three estates, you Section 8 Stay out her face, she hardly date She fuckin' Gucci, shawty, damn! Everyday's a ballin' day Just yesterday we bought a lake Tomorrow bought us 2 Camaros '08 and a '68 We trappin' fast with stupid cash So rap on with your stupid ass It's Gucci Mane, no stupid ass I keep on making stupid cash [Hook: Gucci Mane] Welcome to my private party More hoes than a bachelor party Smoking, drinking, freaking Shit can turn into a slumber party You can't meet my mama, uh-uh But here you go, my number, shawty When you feeling freaky, mama We can have a slumber party A slumber party Mama, have a slumber party You can't meet my mama, uh-uh But here you go, my number, shawty When you feeling freaky, mama We can have a slumber party We can have a slumber party We can have a—yeah [Verse 3: Nicki Minaj] Got that Super Soaker Pussy pop like Cola Coca Plus it's tighter than a choker Got him smilin' like the Joker Got that ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne Little Mermaid on my linen When yo mama sleepin' You can call me and get all up in it Bank rolls Get me all them pretty furs Cause my pussy game cold When he hit it he say burr He say b-b-b-b-bur I'ma I'ma marry her And he p-lay with that purr (pearl) Like he strummin' his guitar That's me, I am Minaj I am Ni-Nicki Minaj And if you want a ménage Keep a couple pretty broads Look, head game busy busy Make a nigga dizzy dizzy Bitch, I'm at that slumber party Sippin on that frizzy chrissy [Hook: Gucci Mane] Welcome to my private party More hoes than a bachelor party Smoking, drinking, freaking Shit can turn into a slumber party You can't meet my mama, uh-uh But here you go, my number, shawty When you feeling freaky, mama We can have a slumber party A slumber party Mama, have a slumber party You can't meet my mama, uh-uh But here you go, my number, shawty When you feeling freaky, mama We can have a slumber party We can have a slumber party We can have a—yeah