Truffle Butter by Empr3$$ Lyrics
Thinking out loud, I should have a million dollar baby right now. After all the thotties I done went and dogged out. She swallowed all my kids now she got a long mouth. Females are you here? Well holla if ya hear me. I know her ex boyfriend couldn't scare me. Broke bitches I don't even want ya near me, Cause every pretty woman need to make a living. And I'm tryna be the man in the hood, the man of respect. I got OG sitting in a G5 jet. Crawlin' Out the Dirt if you ain't heard that yet. We ain't came from the same mud if you ain't learn that yet. It was her and her friend, truffle butter with her legs closed. She said "let's be honest" shorty licked it out her asshole. I was dead broke so I ressurected the cash flow. Nigga had ya turn what the fuck you getting mad for? I'm the rap icon the top contender. You niggas is looking like some beginners. Stomp the yard on his head and make him remember, we the hottest in the land fuck nigga this ain't the winter
And I'm cold as ice, plus I live that life
I gotta couple groupies on me tryna go all night
I need a couple bad bitches that can bust on three
You need to take your two cents and get a fuck off free
Word
I'm spitting bars to the crowd, the music pumping loud now they jumping up and down. Shawty got loose while I'm sipping Grey Goose, now they got me in the booth with my nigga Jizzy J. Pushing buttons so quick, make em feel some type of way. So I say, what the fuck is the problem. Leave you scattered on the block, westside be mobbin. They keep whining on the blogs, man they sound like dogs. If you hit the right tone, they gone run for the bone. Yo, you know my squad known to kill shit. This ain't no make believe story, nigga this some real shit. I'm real sick with the hits, they drop real quick. Mind so real, I might hit a pick 6.We headed to the top like Leggo blocks. Port City Squad, you know we headed to the top.We real sick, making plays like RG3.My squad till the end, you know how we be. That's how we be!
Yeah, that's my nigga D-Money on the track
I'm about to introduce you to, my leading lady
She goes by the name of Empress
Prepare to be impressed
Looking to the crowd, I got a couple niggas bitches on me right now. And she sounding real loud, looking real sweet. Took one look at me had her jumping to her feet. While I'm down by the block, cause she know I'm getting money. Keep it low-key, cause a nigga looking for me. Hit the Quan on her pussy, had her singing like Whitney. Did a 123, five bitches rocking with me. (Oh Shit!) Hell yeah, had her skipping to 5. Home Studio and we coming in live. (Last night I hit yo bitch you turned her hoe to a dike. And she said I was the best, turned her on like a light.) Hunnid Gs on me and I'm livin' it reckless, gotcha bitch wrapped around me and I call her a neckless. (Keep a couple bad bitches, yeah they all on my checklist. Port Squad in the building, Port City we reppin'.) I got racks on racks you worth minimum wage, low-key I got bitches and they stalking my page. You ain't worth shit, and you get no money. I took your main bitch and I call her my honey
And I'm cold as ice, plus I live that life
I gotta couple groupies on me tryna go all night
I need a couple bad bitches that can bust on three
You need to take your two cents and get a fuck off free
Word
I'm spitting bars to the crowd, the music pumping loud now they jumping up and down. Shawty got loose while I'm sipping Grey Goose, now they got me in the booth with my nigga Jizzy J. Pushing buttons so quick, make em feel some type of way. So I say, what the fuck is the problem. Leave you scattered on the block, westside be mobbin. They keep whining on the blogs, man they sound like dogs. If you hit the right tone, they gone run for the bone. Yo, you know my squad known to kill shit. This ain't no make believe story, nigga this some real shit. I'm real sick with the hits, they drop real quick. Mind so real, I might hit a pick 6.We headed to the top like Leggo blocks. Port City Squad, you know we headed to the top.We real sick, making plays like RG3.My squad till the end, you know how we be. That's how we be!
Yeah, that's my nigga D-Money on the track
I'm about to introduce you to, my leading lady
She goes by the name of Empress
Prepare to be impressed
Looking to the crowd, I got a couple niggas bitches on me right now. And she sounding real loud, looking real sweet. Took one look at me had her jumping to her feet. While I'm down by the block, cause she know I'm getting money. Keep it low-key, cause a nigga looking for me. Hit the Quan on her pussy, had her singing like Whitney. Did a 123, five bitches rocking with me. (Oh Shit!) Hell yeah, had her skipping to 5. Home Studio and we coming in live. (Last night I hit yo bitch you turned her hoe to a dike. And she said I was the best, turned her on like a light.) Hunnid Gs on me and I'm livin' it reckless, gotcha bitch wrapped around me and I call her a neckless. (Keep a couple bad bitches, yeah they all on my checklist. Port Squad in the building, Port City we reppin'.) I got racks on racks you worth minimum wage, low-key I got bitches and they stalking my page. You ain't worth shit, and you get no money. I took your main bitch and I call her my honey