Slumber Party

LETRA

Slumber Party

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 pu*** 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 pu*** 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 ni*** 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