Throw It Back

If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back Throw it back, throw-throw it back

If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back Throw it back, throw-throw it back

If I give it to you, you gotta throw it back

Gimme the cheese and the keys to yo' Maybach

You wanna - touch for free, I don't play dat

And if your money ain't right, nigga stay back

You better think twice, I like pink ice

Louis Vuitton boots with the mink tights

I ain't no cheap, chick you gotta throw it back

We gotta go to the mall boy and blow some stacks - aowwww!

And I ain't no golddigger

But you fin' to pay for this car note nigga

You gotta pay to play, e'rybody ain't able

Damn, be a man, bring somethin to the table

Give it to me, let me see you drop it fast

Girl we could go to Phipps {?} and get to poppin tags

Or we could ball through the mall, tear shoppin bags

And take you straight to the tail so I could chop that ass

Uhh, you wanna ride, we could swerve in the Vette

I'll fuck you from the back done pinched yo' nerve and yo' neck

That pussy so good you deserve you a check

You want that ice on your hands with the birds 'round your neck

Uhh, but I ain't no trickin nigga

I'm a trap cook crack up in the kitchen nigga

But I will lay pipe 'til that coochie dead

Nigga squirtin on curtains and Gucci spreads

I need a, sugar daddy baller

That go to Belle Harbor and tear the mall up

Uhh, I need a D to call up

To break me off and tear these sugar walls up

Heidi Floess is what they call her

I'm on the private jet and I'm alcoholed up

Miss Trina, a star is born

Spoiled and rich, a ghetto Kelly Osbourne

You know I'm in demand, you see me in Japan

I'm leanin on your man, my jeans worth a grand

I'm still the baddest and you knowin that

And if I, give it to you would you throw it back?

Give it to me... give it to me... give it to me... give it to me