Rick Ross, Devin The Dude - Prove Me Wrong lyrics

I'm cool with my women who be puffin' the dro
I got love for my bitches
Who be workin' the pole roll your eyes
Make sure you're touchin' your toes
If you a gettin' money nigga
Keep cakin' them hoes
I'm aiight with them ladies who
Are faithful at home
We aiight when I like how
You're makin' me moan
You a flawed trick if I'm not takin' you home
Cause, I'm a ghetto millionaire 'til
You prove me wrong

If you visit Miami, I'm the nigga to see
Park the truck, I see the animals
Feelin' the Ds shoot 'em all, top down
So feelin' the breeze
Who to stop, pop rounds
Stop bendin' on your knees
Come get knocked down
Then chill on the beach
She was like, "Not now"
What we did on the seats
Lit from the twat 'round
Legs shut for a week

My the spot
Champagne bottles, pop and squeeze
Lots of weed really off glass
Spend a weekend with Trina for small cash
I'm all that
Try to be funny, but got a little money
I used to dig her so she got a little from me
We used to club hop with dimes who suck cock
Then we back to the DoubleTree
Let the women double me


I'm cool with my women who be puffin' the dro
I got love for my bitches
Who be workin' the poles roll your eyes
Make sure that you're touchin' your toes
Gettin' money nigga keep cakin' them hoes
Get up in that pussy then
You leave them hoes alone
A bitch is a bitch and a dog need a bone
I'm aight with the ladies
Who's faithful at home
Cause you leave soon as you
Finish makin' me moan

All these hoes, which one should I pick?
Hopefully the one who want some dick
Cause a lot of bitches got plots and schemes
If I wasn't on the scene
They wouldn't fuck with me
First time they give you some
Pussy they go all out
Move in with you and all that shit stops
Stop fuckin', stop suckin', puttin' in
No nuttin' kitchen ain't clean
Ain't shit up in the oven
They change soon as you give her some dick
See they tried to trick him and trick you
Trick me so you gotta be picky
Cause flickin' your dick up in these bitches
Will leave it more than just sticky
Blame it on society
Cause, I like to see a wide variety
Tell me the truth, come on bitch
Don't lie to me what's on your mind?
(I want you inside of me)