Prove Me Wrong - Rick Ross, Devin the Dude

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)