No Cameras Please

[Intro] Ayo ya'll niggas gonna meet me at D.O.A, Follies? Keep havin' Dreams, I'm the King of Diamonds and Onyx Filling up Stadiums in Magic City cause I strive for Perfection Meet me there though Drop [Hook] No Cameras Please x6 Shawty looked back at that ass and said No Cameras Please [Pre-Verse] Up and down and round and round and round and round she goes Up and down and round and round and grab her heel and drop to the flo' [Verse 1] She be doin' splits wit' it, cause shorty thick wit' it She pop it for the real niggas & leave 'em stiff wit' it Nicknamed that pole, yeah she call that shit her money ladder She don't want them Denzel's, you better throw some twenties at her Some hundreds at her, it fuckin' matters She hit the stage, make it wave, dopeboys be rushin' at her Swear to God full split from the ceiling Thinking 'bout that fuckin' money so the pain she ain't feel it She said [Hook] [Pre-Verse] [Hook] [Verse 2] She got the bad bitches fiendin' Round of applause, make it clap, they toss them bills between it Poppin' shit and she mean it, cause her pussy the cleanest Ass fat as Serena's, shots of Patron Bottles of Peach Ciroc got her leanin', Ugh Only 21 and dancin' at Kamal's, nigga She ain't got no man she gotta food and a mall nigga She pay her own bills cause she got her own nigga Clickin' Loubie spikes in the air, a real go-getter 5 Gs a night, four days a week, say Jesus Christ, in a month that's 80 Gs She smackin' ass all up in the locker room Nothin' but stuffed trash bags in the locker room [Hook] [Bridge] That money fallin' like confetti bitch x4 [Hook] No Cameras Please x6 Shawty looked back at that ass and said No Cameras Please