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My bed is draped in Gucci linen, uh I never say, "I love you" to these women, no Unless you is my mama, yeah I take her shopping, tell her "You can have anything you want in here", ooh When I'm fucking, call me Papa, yeah They saying I'm a problem yeah I'm high as a bird, Nelly Furtado, yeah No Nelly, no Nelly, it's getting hot in here, whoa I make a lot a year I see a lot of tears I made a lot of girls cry Don't really know why I'm at the W getting W's I ain't do this shit because I want to, I just gotta have it And I don't need no practice Got it in the basket Got a Louis bag for lust, I'm cashing And I'm about to go and play a show and make 50 racks That's big facts, that's a flex I just did it with no label, that's a fact, that's a fact I just did it on the table, whoa My bed is draped in Gucci linen, uh I never say, "I love you" to these women, no Unless you is my mama, yeah SongtexteI take her shopping, tell her "You can have anything you want in here", ooh When I'm fucking, call me Papa, yeah They saying I'm a problem yeah I'm high as a bird, Nelly Furtado, yeah No Nelly, no Nelly, it's getting hot in here Miseducation of Tity Boi Umbilical cord filled with plenty drugs (yeah) My mama a G and my daddy dead I went to the prom wearing black and red The neighborhood turn into Pakistan Middle of the war zone, I was back in 'Nam With some caps, with some packs and some nappy dread Shoot at you, then shoot at the ambulance Gucci my, Gucci my spread, uh Marble floor all to my stairs, uh My circle don't fuck with no squares, uh When I fuck 'em, I fuck 'em in pair, yeah Gucci my, Gucci my spread, yeah Green and the white and the red, yeah I took me one to the head, uh Then I took me one to the bed, yeah My bed is draped in Gucci linen, uh I never say "I love you" to these women, no Unless you is my mama, yeah I take her shopping and tell her "You can have anything you want in here", ooh When I'm fucking, call me Papa, yeah They saying I'm a problem, yeah I'm high as a bird, Nelly Furtado, yeah No Nelly, no Nelly, it's getting hot in here, whoa My bed is draped in Gucci linen, uh I never say, "I love you" to these women, no Unless you is my mama, yeah I take her shopping and tell her "You can have anything you want in here", ooh When I'm fucking, call me Papa, yeah They saying I'm a problem yeah I'm high as a bird, Nelly Furtado, yeah No Nelly, no Nelly, it's getting hot in here, whoa Aus Songtexte Mania