Million Dollar

[Intro: Detail] There's a few women out here that got that million dollar pussy Sometimes they come from a very struggling environment [Verse 1: Detail] Boarding pass that flight But make sure you on it 'cause I'm here And I'm thinking about that shit you said the other night when you text me And said, "When I'm off of your time, you better turn up, you got all the plugs, even Wayne came to yo' house" Gold bottles in my kitchen Candles in my restroom And I sent her ass to my best room That fire place got chest room Two guests, Indian, or you gotta be Arabic That hour glass look mighty round Is it real, or did you inherit it? Phone calls on phone calls Girl, I keep that work going All you gotta do is lick them lips Girl, gon' and keep that flirt going First night, popped it off All you did was look You was cool once you realize you wasn't fucking with no crook Baby, I don't kiss and brag I'ma follow your lead I see the pussy got a tag on it Go on and let that milli breathe [Verse 2: Future] Champagne on her nipple Dripping on my pistol Fuck her like I miss her I just met her and dismissed her Marble on my counter Mollys on my counter Roses in my yard Dying by the day Trying to water every seed Showing off my seeds Water all my seeds Watch 'em grow to kids Keys to the 'Gatti Keys to the 'Rari Keys to the Lambo Keys to the Mansion Keys to the Penthouse Hmm, hmm, hmm You contagious I can taste it You need to fuck me like you love me From your face is on this back, you know you're into me You a fein to me You into me You into Me