Tap Out Lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
If you hating, you just need some p*ssy
She f*cked up when she gave me some p*ssy
Say I f*ck it better than that other nigga
She say 'Tune I'm bout to cum' I say 'I'm coming witcha'
And she don’t like them pretty niggas, siddity niggas
She ride this dick- her titties jiggle, that’s my pillows
That's because I sleep in that ho, hit it when I wake up
Tell the pigs I say As-Salam Alaykum
My bitch a choosy lover, never f*ck without a rubber
Sweet yellow bone thing, I call her honey mustard
p*ssy like a seashell, dick like a V-12
She say I drive her crazy, I say just keep on your seat-belt
Bend it over, bust it open for me
Baby bend it over, bust it open for me
She say she love me, she just love this dick
Come put that million dollar p*ssy on me, make me rich
Tunechi

[Hook: Future]
She got the million dollar
Million dollar, ooh-ooh-ooh
She got that million dollar
Million dollar, ooh-ooh-ooh
And all I wanna do is touch it
Touch it, ooh-ooh-ooh
Make her tap out
Tap out, tap out, tap out, tap out
And I'mma make her tap out
Tap out, tap out, tap out, tap out

[Verse 2: Birdman]
Crib made her tap out
Sauna made her tap out
Jet made her tap out
Pilot with the map out
Million on the diamonds
Million on the kitchen
Millions on the Maybach, glass top ceiling
Million dollar p*ssy
Sleeping on Versace
Sleeping on the Fendi
Sleeping on Cavalli
Married to the money
Millions in the bank Alexander McQueen, rich in the paint

[Hook: Mack Maine]
I got that f*ck me if you love, on some nigga shit
She got that million dollar, 7 figure, nigga rich
We switch positions like we do yoga in this bitch
She get to shaking then stiff

[Hook: Future]
She got the million dollar
Million dollar, ooh-ooh-ooh
She got that million dollar
Million dollar, ooh-ooh-ooh
And all I wanna do is touch it
Touch it, ooh-ooh-ooh
Make her tap out
Tap out, tap out, tap out, tap out
And I'mma make her tap out
Tap out, tap out, tap out, tap out

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Million dollar p*ssy
Million dollar p*ssy
6 inch pumps
Play with his balls, dunks
Bald head, yuck
Don’t want no Forest, Gumps
Don't let me tell you twice, already told you once
Eat that p*ssy
Who got the baddest p*ssy on the planet?
D-Boys love me, they don't understand it
Million dollar p*ssy, might pounce on that ass
Throw them hundreds til I lose counts on that ass
Max out all of them accounts on that ass
Million dollar checks, don't bounce on that ass
Pull up in that 'you can't afford this'
Only rap bitch on the Forbes list
p*ssy, jewlery make em say 'burr' man
Rub hands like Birdman

[Birdman: Outro]
Rich Gang and Rich girl
Sexy Slim, I see you
Paradise home, flossing while you shining
Jumping out Bugatti's, f*ck the money game up
Why? I don't know
Sweet D! Love you babygirl

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