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Meek Mill
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Make 'em Say
Showtime (flamers) If you sippin' on somthin put it down right now Get Money We bout to get it poppin, this song I like my rosé red and my diamonds blue Keep a dime chick like 5 times 2 I be killin these haters when I slide by through Like a drive by do in a sky dive coop Flyin, the whip sound like a lion Keep a white girl with white girl like ryan Uh, Shit I ain't baggin, I'm buyin A lot of these suckas be frauds, lyin Really though, they fishin for a robbery I got them biddies tryna hit me like a lottery Haters wanna body me cause I'm a hot commodity Puffin on that hater ease the pain like a apology Niggas they can spit but they'll never be as fly as me Wrist lookin like the same arena where the Flyers be- ICEY I know, I don't think they like me Maybe cause I might be dickin down they wifey Umm, It's easy to hate me it's harder to love me Ask ya bitches bet ya all of them fucked me They callin' me hubby but they be callin' for nothin' Cause when I tell them hoes I like em I be kiddin like Cudi They be like... Yup yup we make em say... Yup yup we make em say... Yup we got em like... You got a boyfriend? No, we don't care Now where that money at? Chillin in the whip make them biddies stop and stare Before I met T.I.P. I was the king, Martin Luther Diamonds in the bezzle lookin husky Rasputia Don't get it twisted I spit, but I'm a shooter Glock 17 clip hangin longer then a ruler Every time I see them hoes they be like 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 You the best like Drizzy , but I tell them I'm cooler I ain't even hit, she gave me brain like a tutor I kick that chick out early in the morning like a rooster I'm a D.O.P.E.B.O.Y Lookin like money everytime I flow by Cause I'm come from da bottom were da sun don't shine Pops died young so I had to man up Cases got caught so I had to stand up I'm the best around hands down hands up Smack a sucka right in front of his squad and what like... Yup yup we make em say... Yup yup we make em say... Yup we got em like... Now where that money at? Chillin in the whip make them biddies stop and stare Them boys damn near forty They ain't fuckin with shorty I shine like a buck worth of jewelry For sure he the hottest in America Benzo 6 all on that back, Rob Horry bend the corner all eyes on me Like I'm 2Pac niggas envy Wanna shakur me I get paper All black Camaro lookin like Darth Vader Diamonds in ma chain like da water in Jamaica all blue Them biddies like 'Who da F RU' My niggas we ball through On that day she pop me she prolli will call you My niggas tryna turn a pound of raw to a molly In the kitchen million dollar whippin like Bugatti Hater like, how he do that? Yup yup we make em say... Yup yup we make em say... Yup we got em like... Now where that money at? Chillin' in the whip make them biddies stop and stare
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