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Meek Mill – The Get Back (Freestyle) Lyrics

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(Hook)<br />The money turned me into a monsta<br />The money turned my noodles 
into pasta<br />The money turned my tuna into lobsta<br />They want to do me I’mma 
do it like a mobsta<br />

(Verse)<br />4am I’m on the north side of Philly<br />Ridin’ around like these 
hatas don’t want to kill me<br />It’s a shame how they hate on me ya got to feel 
me<br />I started out with a dollar & got a mili<br />I’m like do it for the 
gram ho, do it for the gram ho<br />She don’t want to bust it I say do it for them 
bands yo<br />I say do it for them bands fuckin’ with that broke nigga ya should 
do it for yo man<br />Lately I’ve been on the low with a ho that ya probably 
know<br />Took ‘er to the crib & met mama right at the door<br />Mama started 
smilin’ like mama I got to go<br />I done took so many trophies that my mama mine 
mighta known it<br />I said a real nigga, I get that money pay them bills 
nigga<br />My mama told me ya a real nigga<br />& I be hangin’ with them real 
killas<br />Now what a feelin’ when ya lookin’ at the latest whippin’ knowin’ ya 
can cop it<br />Or lookin’ at the baddest bitch & knowin’ ya could pop 
it<br />The youngest nigga in my city doin’ it I got it<br />On anotha level with 
Benjamin & money is the topic lord<br />

(Verse 2)<br />That was us, neva sweet, we went to war niggas ridin’ down the 
street<br />Poppin’ that pistol they talkin’ they neva did<br />Droppin’ the nickel 
with something that neva cease<br />I’ve been sittin’ on that money like a 
chair<br />I’ve been gettin’ to that money all year<br />All year & my niggas 
all here<br />& we started from the bottom we was sellin’ hard 
squares<br />Baddest bitch in the game wearin’ my chain I’m ready<br />Switchin’ 
lanes in that Mulsanne like I’m Andretti<br />I do the Balmain Balenciaga no 
Giuseppe<br />If they sleep on Meek Milly I kill these niggas like I was 
Freddy<br />I eat that pussy like a monsta<br />She gon’ ride this dick she gon’ 
need a sponsor<br />Ya could tell I feel it from my posture<br />& we be 
whippin’ coca like its pasta<br />I be on money, two milly four milly no I need 
mo’ money<br />I get that see-a-bad-bitch-and-be-like-how-ya-doin’ money<br />They 
like how ya doin’ honey oh<br />

(Hook)<br />The money turned me into a monsta<br />The money turned my noodles 
into pasta<br />The money turned my tuna into lobsta<br />They want to do me I’mma 
do it like a mobsta<br />I put my jeweler on his feet<br />100 thou’ I used to do 
that every week<br />Neva sleep its funny how I neva speak<br />Ya see a foreign in 
my city that was me<br />
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Meek Mill – The Get Back (Freestyle) Lyrics

Meek Mill – The Get Back (Freestyle) Lyrics (Hook) The money turned me into a monsta The money turned my noodles into pasta The money ...

Meek Mill ft. Lil Boosie - Fuck You Mean Lyrics

Fuck You Mean lyrics, Lil Boosie, Meek Mill 8:04 AM

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(Intro)<br />Hol' up, wait a minute<br />Y'all thought I was finished<br />

(Hook)<br />Fuck ya mean, boy!<br />I spent 1000 on these muthafuckin' jeans, 
boy<br />So much $, got it bustin' out the seems, boy<br />Ya got my ol' bitch since 
my new bitch out yo dreams, boy<br />What the fuck ya mean, boy!<br />Fuck ya mean, 
boy!<br />I spent 1000 on these muthafuckin' jeans, boy<br />So much $, got it 
bustin' out the seems, boy<br />Ya got my ol' bitch since my new bitch out yo 
dreams, boy<br />What the fuck ya mean, boy!<br />What da fuck ya mean, what da fuck 
ya mean<br />What da fuck ya mean, what da fuck ya mean<br />What da fuck ya mean, 
what da fuck ya mean<br />What da fuck ya mean, what da fuck ya mean<br />

(Verse: Meek Mill)<br />Same hoes that said I couldn't get it tryna kick 
it<br />Balmain denim spent a thousand on the ticket<br />Trappin' out the bando $ 
knockin' like who is it<br />Think that Benji at the do', grab the chopper go 
& get it<br />I sit back all leanin', ain't no rap star neitha<br />Let that mac 
all screamin', we cook that crack on seamen<br />I got yo rent on my 
belt<br />Talkin' yo house on my wrist<br />Yo car note on my jeans<br />My sneaks 
bloody as shit<br />That's why they sing bloody murda bloody murda<br />I ask yo 
bitch about this $ made her nervous<br />She doin' good no mo' pay offs fo' her 
service<br />When bosses talkin' shut yo mouth if ya a worker<br />Cuz I've been 
working chasin' $ like I'm hurtin'<br />Gettin' pussy in my Maybach think the 
driver heard us<br />Roll the partition up<br />All in the cut act like this broad 
give a fuck<br />I know she down fo' whateva gon' do it all fo' a buck<br />And now 
that Boosie back home know we gon' ball fo' a month<br />Cuz real niggas come 
first that's why we all in the front<br />And suckas all in the back, & all of 
us strapped<br />Why don't we fuck wit ya pussy niggas, cuz all of them rats<br />

(Verse 2: Lil Boosie)<br />I keep a hundred grand in these Robin jeans<br />What 
the fuck ya mean<br />Bitches left me in prison they threw away their 
dreams<br />I'm the leader of the mad max murda team<br />Ice man conscious & my 
$ is growin' trees<br />Sicker than eva richer than eva call a Brinks 
truck<br />What the fuck ya mean girl, its two words bitch fuck<br />I beat it up, 
holdin' my line ya betta get it up<br />Buzz strong $ long street nigga real as 
fuck<br />What the fuck ya mean, what the fuck ya mean<br />Fuck ya , fuck yo mama, 
& fuck yo team<br />The seems bustin' out my jeans I need HOV $<br />No 360 deal 
this shit real get all my show $<br />Hol' up, lemme let my $ talk<br />My rollie 
cost yo house, my shows sold out<br />Got mo' 1000 dolla jeans that there's stores 
up in the South<br />In my heart I'm a boss & this is this is this is what the 
fuck I'm mean<br />Boosie bad ass ball biggest bank rolls<br />Ya can have my ol' 
bitch cuz I don't do the same hoes<br />The jeans in my closet add up to a Range 
Rova<br />What the fuck ya mean I'm that nigga game ova!<br />

Meek Mill ft. Lil Boosie - Fuck You Mean Lyrics

Fuck You Mean Lyrics by Meek Mill ft. Lil Boosie (Intro) Hol' up, wait a minute Y'all thought I was finished (Hook) Fuck ya ...

Meek Mill ft. Ar-Ab - Playing Ball Lyrics

Ar-Ab, Meek Mill, Meek Mill ft. Ar-Ab - Playing Ball Lyrics, Playing Ball Lyrics 2:20 AM

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I'm on that backblock, I'm tryina get it all</div>
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It's money out here, I'm 
tryina get it all</div>
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My nigger got that neck, I tell 'em send it off</div>
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28 a 
joint, ok, WE PLAYING BALL</div>
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He don't wanna retire, crack up in my claws</div>
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Watching out for Shiraq, he 
tryina get it all</div>
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They want cases on, they tryina send us off</div>
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Head me 
upstate, working all up out the yard</div>
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Taskforce Tuesday, watching all the cars 
out</div>
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Tell my youngling watch out for the molly, booze, and tie it all</div>
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Try 
for swinging, do the jungle like they taught us</div>
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Slowing down, staring, glad 
they see us marching</div>
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I bought out a stack pack tryina bring a step 
back</div>
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Break it down, headed up, went through it like I head back</div>
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Slip me 
once, slip me twice, then put it where my stash at</div>
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Tipee say he got a lick 
and I say where the cash at</div>
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And I'mma bring my letter out of storage, where 
my men at</div>
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He say he got 20Ks and we gonna go and grab that</div>
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Intersection, 
that's a touchdown</div>
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We was fucked up but we up now</div>
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I'm on that backblock, I'm tryina get it all</div>
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It's money out here, I'm 
tryina get it all</div>
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My nigger got that neck, I tell 'em send it off</div>
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28 a 
joint, ok, WE PLAYING BALL</div>
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I'm on that backblock, I'm tryina get it all</div>
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It's money out here, I'm 
tryina get it all</div>
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My nigger got that neck, I tell 'em send it off</div>
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28 a 
joint, ok, WE PLAYING BALL</div>
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They say money make the world spin</div>
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I'm at the Louis store spending like a 
whirlwind</div>
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But you're out here crying about a girlfriend</div>
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I'd rather get the 
Pyrex and drop girl in</div>
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I get straight to the pussy, no foreplay</div>
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I was 
sitting in jail for a short stay</div>
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Other niggas show up on court day</div>
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I'mma 
show 'em the moon in broad day</div>
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Any case, street sweep, no dustpan</div>
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Cut 
grams, play the corner like the cut man</div>
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I left school and used to hang in the 
hooky house</div>
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I dropped water and powder, poured the cookie out</div>
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Big money, 
gotta count for free days</div>
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White girl, I make her drop like D Way</div>
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Purp 
wind, sour D or the P haze</div>
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I had a girl telling me I got three legs</div>
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I'm on that backblock, I'm tryina get it all</div>
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It's money out here, I'm 
tryina get it all</div>
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My nigga got that neck, I tell 'em send it off</div>
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28 a 
joint, ok, WE PLAYING BALL</div>
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I'm on that backblock, I'm tryina get it all</div>
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It's money out here, I'm 
tryina get it all</div>
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My nigga got that neck, I tell 'em send it off</div>
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28 a 
joint, ok, WE PLAYING BALL</div>
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The way we got them pausing, nothing with this grinding</div>
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Take it to the 
kitchen, finna find me and get to fronting</div>
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Grab the 62, got a point then grip 
the 9</div>
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Scratch my head, look at my man like yeah, we grinding</div>
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Used to play 
the crib, now we block it like a lion</div>
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Raised from the street, know them 
coppers wait in line</div>
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My boys ain't doing great but they doing kinda 
fine</div>
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They replace it or they ain't, never stuck up in the line, man</div>
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Heard 
about them niggas, how they sing like freaking Lineman</div>
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Crying like my 
bitches, used to nickel now I dime shit</div>
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Niggas want me fail like the prison 
system jail</div>
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When we vision all whipping all till I'm in a cell</div>
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I got 
niggas pushing Ls 'cause a nigga took an L</div>
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On the pill, hope he win, come 
home bringing hell</div>
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Get the orders from the kitchen then I sit it on the 
scale</div>
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Break it down, take the orders, then we send it like it's mail</div>
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I'm on that backblock, I'm tryna get it all</div>
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It's money out here, I'm tryna 
get it all</div>
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My nigga got that neck, I tell 'em send it off</div>
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28 a joint, ok, 
WE PLAYING BALL</div>
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I'm on that backblock, I'm tryna get it all</div>
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It's money out here, I'm tryna 
get it all</div>
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My nigga got that neck, I tell 'em send it off</div>
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28 a joint, ok, 
WE PLAYING BALL </div>
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Meek Mill ft. Ar-Ab - Playing Ball Lyrics

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Meek Mill - Straight Cash Lyrics

Meek Mill, Meek Mill - Straight Cash Lyrics, Straight Cash Lyrics 7:10 PM

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Straight cash, bitch I'm like a register</div>
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Straight cash, bitch I'm like a 
register</div>
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Straight cash, bitch I'm like a register</div>
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Straight cash, bitch I'm 
like a register</div>
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Straight cash, bitch I'm like a register</div>
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Yeah, a hunnie hunnies, that's ten stacks</div>
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Sitting in my pocket, you get 
that?!</div>
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I fuck your girl, give your bitch bad</div>
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Pull up in her Ben, hola girl 
he did that</div>
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Oh, he did what? I be shutin' on 'em</div>
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Even the niggers with 
them bricks saying I got nothing on 'em</div>
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Look at the Jag boss, let 'em run 
upon 'em</div>
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And I be dumpin' on 'em</div>
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Yeah I got somethin' for 'em</div>
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Rock 17 
in my seven jeans</div>
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Do them niggers dirty, I'd be a bloody scene</div>
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I like my 
hair white and my money green</div>
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It's BA bitch, fuck that other team</div>
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All you 
niggers rest, dreaming fuckin' ballin'</div>
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I'd be shitting on these lens</div>
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Are 
you ever sue, going get your artist</div>
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1 am and hustlin' whos' your fuckin' 
??</div>
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Straight cash, bitch I'm like a register</div>
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Straight cash, bitch I'm like a 
register</div>
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Straight cash, bitch I'm like a register</div>
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Straight cash, bitch I'm 
like a register</div>
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Straight cash, bitch I'm like a register</div>
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Meek Mill - Straight Cash Lyrics

Straight cash, bitch I'm like a register Straight cash, bitch I'm like a register Straight cash, bitch I'm like a regist...

Meek Mill ft. Paloma Ford - I Don't Know Lyrics

I Don't Know Lyrics, Meek Mill, Meek Mill ft. Paloma Ford - I Don't Know Lyrics, Paloma Ford 12:46 AM

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I don't know what these niggas speaking off</div>
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I don't know what these niggas 
tripping off</div>
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Don't touch my niggas I suggest you don't</div>
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Boy if you do you 
must be suicidal</div>
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Don't say my name unless you suicidal</div>
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Don't get to close 
unless you suicidal</div>
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Dont touch my niggas I suggest you don't</div>
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Boy if you do 
you must be suicidal</div>
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Money won't ease us</div>
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Man niggas even had it on Jesus</div>
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Living life on the 
road on the chase for the money cause the hoes won't please us</div>
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Yeezus told us 
there's blood on the leaves</div>
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Ain't no love in the streets</div>
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Let her run into 
me and she wanted to meet, now she fuck with a G</div>
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Got your bitch not wanting 
to speak</div>
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Hold up, y'all mahfuckers tried to shit on us</div>
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Chain all lit all 
up</div>
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Porsche with the horse like get on up</div>
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And my bitch got that shit on 
her</div>
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Rock Balmain cause I'm ballin'</div>
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I put red bottoms on red models, and no 
more red bottles</div>
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Straight Belarie nigga ... bottles</div>
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Ricky Rozay we in 
here</div>
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Double M G we've been here</div>
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Straight from the north side right by the 
project how did I get here</div>
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Sippin' on lean with a bad ass bitch from the 
hills probably live there</div>
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And get money like me and the pussy so wet I need 
swimwear</div>
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Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up</div>
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I don't know what these niggas speaking off</div>
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I don't know what these niggas 
tripping off</div>
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Don't touch my niggas I suggest you don't</div>
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Boy if you do you 
must be suicidal</div>
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Don't say my name unless you suicidal</div>
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Don't get to close 
unless you suicidal</div>
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Dont touch my niggas I suggest you don't</div>
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Boy if you do 
you must be suicidal</div>
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Suicide doors, riding around with a suicide whore</div>
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There's no love in the 
streets and this blood on my sneaks got suicide on them</div>
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Going everywhere you 
are not going</div>
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Doing everything you are not doing</div>
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And I've been out to get 
it and you mention my niggas that's suicide on them</div>
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Right back to the money 
my nigga no we don't play</div>
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Say my name and that's D.O.A</div>
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And all these 
chains is saying we okay</div>
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And we drink champagne and eat Frito Lays</div>
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Meek Mill ft. Paloma Ford - I Don't Know Lyrics

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Meek Mill ft. Lil Durk & Shy Glizzy - Chiraq (Remix) Lyrics

Chiraq (Remix) Lyrics, Lil Durk, Meek Mill, Shy Glizzy 5:17 AM

<CENTER><EM><U><B>Chiraq (Remix) Lyrics by Meek Mill ft. Lil Durk & Shy Glizzy</B> </U></EM><br /><P>You fuck around get smoked<BR>You fuck around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked, nigga<BR>You fuck around get smoked</P><br /><P>Uh, niggas know the rules in my hood, if you touch me, you get murked<BR>We ain't with that back and forth, it ain't no rap, we hittin' first<BR>G-5, we be at LIV by Sunday when you in the Church<BR>Momma stresses, selling dinner platers, tryna get your casket, and get ya hearse<BR>Last nigga that slid on us, got dropped on it, he told on us<BR>Every nigga you see with me got ice on 'em, bank rolls on us<BR>Naw, nigga no 1 on 1's we don't fight fair, we just roll on 'em<BR>V-S stones and cuban links, all that ice wear with that gold on 'em<BR>We ain't swinging no flag, nigga<BR>We ain't need no pass, nigga<BR>Glock 40 with a 30 clip and laser on it, play tag with us<BR>Everybody wanna talk bricks 'till them feds, swoop in and grab niggas<BR>Dream chasers got into something, we don't never bleak cause we trash niggas<BR>I don't know if y'all heard about my homie doing that 30 out<BR>Deen Buck still in the cut and stay fittin' to let Ernie out<BR>I ain't even gotta say nothin' 'bout that other homie that you heard about<BR>Cause if he heard about the truth, run your mouth<BR>He come to your house and start swervin' out<BR>Catch me in Y-C, out Shadyville, I'm in the tank<BR>Only time this Manhattan when I'm in the booth or I'm in the bank<BR>Summertime in La Marina with Dominicans going in the paint<BR>Pullin' up screamin' Dimelo catch you in Brooklyn, get pita rolled puss!</P><br /><P>You fuck around get smoked<BR>You fuck around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked, nigga<BR>You fuck around get smoked</P><br /><P>(Yeah, Meek what up? Bang!<BR>Oh, man in Chiraq!)<BR>Niggas say me and Sosa beefin' but we both eatin', but only one keepin'<BR>Told L'A he take 15 years, every crime we did we gon Keep It Secret<BR>Can't Tweet Teiona cooperates nigga loookin, so what I’m on I gotta Keep It Secret<BR>Death ace no Stevie no Mimi, I promise Teiona that I won't leak<BR>Gripped the 30 just cashed out, if you caught stripping, then you assed out<BR>I'm the same nigga that my city asked about while you in the cut steady buying clout<BR>Fuck the judge, let 9 out, hairpin trigger, let 9 out<BR>Four birds in the trap like<BR>4 wings at Harold’s with fries covered in mild sauce<BR>Everytime a nigga rap beef, get clapped up in a couple weeks<BR>IG comments and a couple tweets, location on we can go and meet<BR>Headshot, I'm outta town, I'm in Killadelphia with my nigga Meek<BR>Pop a wheelie in N-Y-C I got the 30 on with my nigga, Flee<BR>Heard Tyga sneak dissing on me, tell them thot bitches I'm not right<BR>Tyga only got one neighbor but that nigga ain't got one stripe<BR>He backpack, so easy to get the nigga shit smacked<BR>Ask Marly Marl to get his shit back<BR>In Chiraq, don't come here<BR>You ain't from here? Don't come here!<BR>Cause shorty snipin', bag on him if he don't like this<BR>No Young Chop, that .40 bangs, just like him<BR>30 punch like Tyson<BR>Back to the rap flow, hot shit<BR>Fuck, gotta raffle, got bricks<BR>Every city I go, got sticks<BR>Pockets Wells Fargo, no bricks<BR>Say I'm on chop now, no shit<BR>You can never say I, wife shit<BR>I don't even like shit<BR>I just pipe shit<BR>One night shit<BR>Out here with killas and thuggers<BR>New York slow bullet to my brothers<BR>A-T-L me go and Young Thugger<BR>We gonna shoot up in public<BR>And they gotta urge to take<BR>Chiraq, look at the murder rate<BR>500 dead bodies, better go and get money 'fore you be on first 48</P><br /><P>We wear red bottoms and Phillip Lim<BR>Everybody trynna get a hold of him<BR>Bad bitches, they be at Benny's<BR>I knock ‘em down like bowling pins<BR>Feds snatch me, I don’t know them<BR>Real nigga, on 4 and them<BR>Young Jefe, Knew Soulja Slim<BR>Hangin’ out the tank with Slow and them<BR>Come take a trip to D.C<BR>Hear a lot of Me and GG<BR>I’m the big dog<BR>I’m ringing off<BR>Like Mambo Sauce on a 3 Piece<BR>“Glizzy, Why you ain’t D.C.?"<BR>"Who said I ain’t D.C.?"<BR>Fuck ya bitch to my CD<BR>She lemme record her like Mimi<BR>A nigga playin', it’s lights out<BR>Oo, Shyne got me iced out<BR>Stay low, cause the mice out<BR>You only get fly when the Mikes out<BR>Wait till it get nice out<BR>Tell Chino bring the bikes out<BR>Got 50 guns in my trap house<BR>You better off fucking with the White House<BR>I’m the realest youngin' in the fucking world<BR>I got plenty money, I got plenty girls<BR>Got the Villa for the week, got fifteen freaks<BR>And they all wanna go for a fucking swirl<BR>[?] marble peals<BR>Glock 23, treat her like my girl<BR>357, that bitch just twirl<BR>Make him catch our shit like Fitzgerald</P><br /><P>You fuck around get smoked<BR>You fuck around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked, nigga<BR>You fuck around get smoked</P></CENTER>

Meek Mill ft. Lil Durk & Shy Glizzy - Chiraq (Remix) Lyrics

Chiraq (Remix) Lyrics by Meek Mill ft. Lil Durk & Shy Glizzy You fuck around get smoked You fuck around, you fuck around, you fuck arou...

DJ Khaled ft. French Montana, Jay Z, Meek Mill & Rick Ross - They Don't Love You No More Lyrics

DJ Khaled ft. French Montana, Jay Z, Meek Mill, Rick Ross, They Don't Love You No More Lyrics 5:23 PM

<CENTER><EM><U><B>They Don't Love You No More Lyrics by DJ Khaled ft. French Montana, Jay Z, Meek Mill & Rick Ross</B> </U></EM><br /><P>People look at you strange saying you changed<BR>Like you worked that hard to stay the same<BR>Like you doing all this for a reason<BR>And what happens most of the time people change<BR>People change around you because<BR>They starting treating you different because of your success</P><br /><P>Ever since a nigga hit the top<BR>Pussy niggas wanna see me in a box<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>They don't love you no more</P><br /><P>Shit ain't been the same since I came doing that hot shit<BR>They gon' talk about you 'til you ain't got shit<BR>Still gon' talk about you when you got shit<BR>All eyes on Meek, I'm on my Pac shit<BR>Y'all rap niggas on some pop shit<BR>I've been ducking paparazzi with a pop bitch<BR>Glock 30. in the cockpit<BR>Sipping dirty, come and sail with the pilot<BR>Nigga, you ain't seen it, I've been fucking up the winters<BR>I'm with double M, the genius, we the motherfucking meanest<BR>And the cleanest in a long time<BR>You pussy niggas hating on me picked the wrong time<BR>Long line for a limp mink draggin', new bandwagon<BR>Blood dripping on me looking like a nigga stabbed him<BR>I be on the money, baking soda in the cabinet<BR>Pyrex, trying to whip it, roll it, making magic<BR>Laughing at you fuck niggas getting madder<BR>If I feel threatened I'mma go and get a ladder<BR>And climb up your chest, nigga, motherfuck your vest, nigga<BR>Motherfuck your couch, I'm with Khaled, the best, nigga</P><br /><P>Ever since a nigga hit the top<BR>Pussy niggas wanna see me in a box<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>They don't love you no more, yeah<BR>Troops gotta cock, coupe's gotta drop<BR>Shit starting to changed so you're starting to change<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>Should be your favorite, now you're just hatin'<BR>Shit starting to change, you want me to change, nah<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>They don't love you no more, nah</P><br /><P>Bullet in the head that wanna see my shirt red<BR>Live by the code, it's the only way to play it<BR>Benz or the Rolls, Mulsanne overrated<BR>Half these niggas told, cut a deal, they'd take it<BR>Promise to never fold in the bonds, still sacred<BR>Had to shake a couple niggas, everybody won't make it<BR>God is the greatest as I'm praying in the latest<BR>X600 as I swerve, little Haiti<BR>Ou pa kap bat m'wen, sak pase<BR>I'm busting out the sunroof, nigga, andale<BR>My money always coming, dawg, I'm never on pause<BR>I'll bring you straight to your door if you a motherfucking boss</P><br /><P>Ever since a nigga hit the top<BR>Pussy niggas wanna see me in a box<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>They don't love you no more, yeah<BR>Troops gotta cock, coupe's gotta drop<BR>Shit starting to changed so you're starting to change<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>Should be your favorite, now you're just hatin'<BR>Shit starting to change, you want me to change, nah<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>They don't love you no more, nah</P><br /><P>Hold up, you ain't got love for me, my nigga?<BR>Ever meet another nigga like me, my nigga?<BR>Are you sure? A nigga flip this shit like y'all bored<BR>A nigga did this shit this hardcore<BR>If you say it guess it's through though, kudos, I mean, but who knows?<BR>Salute to all the real niggas out there finding the loopholes<BR>Fuck all these fuck niggas, hate when niggas come up<BR>Hopped out the plane, hit the helicopter<BR>Tell these crabs in the barrel we eating hella lobster<BR>Got hella options like a college team<BR>Hit these bootleg niggas with the heisman<BR>Fuck the NC double A, nigga<BR>Let a young nigga get paid, nigga<BR>Niggas talking down on the crown<BR>Watch them niggas you 'round, got you wrong<BR>Haters wanna ball, let me tighten up my draw string<BR>Wrong sports boy, you know you're as soft as a Lacrosse team<BR>RAAAAHHH!!</P><br /><P>Ever since a nigga hit the top<BR>Pussy niggas wanna see me in a box<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>They don't love you no more, yeah<BR>Troops gotta cock, coupe's gotta drop<BR>Shit starting to changed so you're starting to change<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>Should be your favorite, now you're just hatin'<BR>Shit starting to change, you want me to change, nah<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>They don't love you no more<BR>They don't love you no more, nah</P></CENTER>

DJ Khaled ft. French Montana, Jay Z, Meek Mill & Rick Ross - They Don't Love You No More Lyrics

They Don't Love You No More Lyrics by DJ Khaled ft. French Montana, Jay Z, Meek Mill & Rick Ross People look at you strange saying ...

Meek Mill ft. Rick Ross - Off The Corner Lyrics

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<CENTER><EM><U><B>Off The Corner Lyrics by Meek Mill ft. Rick Ross</B> </U></EM><br /><P>(Intro)<BR>No, no, no, no, no, no<BR>These hoes, they like niggas that spend money, not talk about it<BR>If you ain't gonna get the money then watcha gonna do?<BR>Ey!</P><br /><P>(Hook)<BR>I graduated from the streets, no diploma<BR>I made a million on that corner<BR>I mixed pedico with baking soda<BR>I made a million on that corner<BR>Going Donald Trump numbers on the corner<BR>I made a million on that corner<BR>Graduated from the streets, no diploma<BR>I made a million on that corner<BR>I made a million on that, I made a million on that<BR>I made a million on that corner</P><br /><P>(Verse)<BR>Young rich nigga, I flex, look at my neck<BR>Look at my bitch, look at my wrist, got these niggas upset<BR>Who you know blow a mill? Don't even think twice, no sweat<BR>And these hoes around me?<BR>You don't fuck, you don't give them no check<BR>Cause y'all niggas lame as fuck, none of these chumps can't hang with us<BR>All these chains getting tangled up<BR>And my clique armed and dangerous, and we'll flame you up<BR>You get smoked mothafucker like angel dust<BR>Start the Rolls Royce with the angel up<BR>All these niggas on angels bruh, but I got stripes like a bengal does<BR>And my wrist look like the flash on<BR>Come that ho and bring that ass on<BR>So I can beat it up like you stole something<BR>Might pop a purple, go mad long like skrrt<BR>Been through your hood in a wraith, niggas is jealous, just look at your face<BR>3-57 get put in your place, follow my lead all you niggas is late<BR>Like hold up, hold up, I done made a million on that corner<BR>I bought some coke but couldn't deal with Arizona<BR>Them yellow diamonds looking clearer than Corona<BR>And if they act like they ain't with it</P><br /><P>(Hook)<BR>I graduated from the streets, no diploma<BR>I made a million on that corner<BR>I mixed pedico with baking soda<BR>I made a million on that corner<BR>Going Donald Trump numbers on the corner<BR>I made a million on that corner<BR>Graduated from the streets, no diploma<BR>I made a million on that corner<BR>I made a million on that, I made a million on that<BR>I made a million on that corner</P><br /><P>(Verse)<BR>I'm on the corner gettin' cake<BR>I'm talkin' like it's 88<BR>Givenchy all I really play<BR>Kingpin status when I swerve up on the block<BR>A nigga like you, you wouldn't even get the cock<BR>Get my money dolo, I just need some help to count it<BR>I'm the richest nigga outta Dayton Broward County<BR>Feds know my game, they keep it raw, we all at odds<BR>Repossess my Lambo cause they wanna build a charge<BR>When they got my Chevy, got it runnin' like it's 'sposed to<BR>Hit up on my niggas, let 'em know my shop reopened<BR>We rockin' everything, till I'm right back on the top<BR>Nasdaq hustle bitch, come get your ass in stocks</P><br /><P>(Hook)<BR>I graduated from the streets, no diploma<BR>I made a million on that corner<BR>I mixed pedico with baking soda<BR>I made a million on that corner<BR>Going Donald Trump numbers on the corner<BR>I made a million on that corner<BR>Graduated from the streets, no diploma<BR>I made a million on that corner<BR>I made a million on that, I made a million on that<BR>I made a million on that corner</P><br /><P>(Outro)<BR>Ugh, Double M, bang!</P><br /><P> </P></CENTER>

Meek Mill ft. Rick Ross - Off The Corner Lyrics

Off The Corner Lyrics by Meek Mill ft. Rick Ross (Intro) No, no, no, no, no, no These hoes, they like niggas that spend money, not talk abo...

Meek Mill ft. Yo Gotti & Betrayl - How We Roll Lyrics

Betrayl, How We Roll Lyrics, Meek Mill, Meek Mill ft. Yo Gotti & Betrayl - How We Roll Lyrics, Yo Gotti 4:55 AM

<CENTER><EM><U><B>How We Roll Lyrics by Meek Mill ft. Yo Gotti & Betrayl</B> </U></EM><br /><P>Boats and whore, money, car and clothes<BR>Panamera’s, Ferrari’s and Royce’s is how we roll<BR>Young niggas is in control<BR>Real niggas will never flow</P><br /><P>Boats and whore, money, car and clothes<BR>Panamera’s, Ferrari’s and Royce’s is how we roll<BR>Young niggas is in control (we’re in control nigga)<BR>Real niggas will never flow</P><br /><P>Every time I pull up bithces be like what up<BR>Pull up I put it top down<BR>I pull off I out the hood off<BR>Every thing that I got, I got it because I stood it<BR>Ya’ll suckers was not round and made the way<BR>I was pull up<BR>Cuz I was always took off, never flow<BR>I ball anothet rolls, I’m started from selling 0-s<BR>Now my back account selling 0-s<BR>And it too common on it<BR>Ride to lamas on it like my pancakes, I put your mama on it<BR>And I’m getting higher nigga, riding with your nigga<BR>How feel that’s so more<BR>I’m back to the fisher and ain’t mentions the ride nigga<BR>Bitches like balling nigga</P><br /><P>Boats and whore, money, car and clothes<BR>Panamera’s, Ferrari’s and Royce’s is how we roll<BR>Sooner we hit the party is all on these whores<BR>We fucking all of their bitches, you niggas getting old</P><br /><P>Boats and whore, money, car and clothes<BR>Panamera’s, Ferrari’s and Royce’s is how we roll<BR>Young niggas is in control<BR>Real niggas will never flow</P><br /><P>Boats and whore, money, car and clothes<BR>Panamera’s, Ferrari’s and Royce’s is how we roll<BR>Young niggas is in control (we’re in control nigga)<BR>Real niggas will never flow</P><br /><P>I’m standing on the couch, live for life<BR>Fuck, pussy nigga playing games he can die tonight<BR>And we just pull up in a million dollar working cars<BR>Million problems thousand guns jus a couple dogs<BR>Just a couple real niggas I can ride for<BR>Black man, black 40, black whore<BR>Black droll, driving rolls willes<BR>Real nigga I’m the whores choise<BR>Comversation with me, but shit we do it in the street<BR>How we fuk without dogs, how we planny to eat</P><br /><P>Both and whore cuban links in gold<BR>Game to got caught with a real niggas how told<BR>Since that the role that they chose<BR>Send them hatres up to they doors</P><br /><P>Boats and whore, money, car and clothes<BR>Panamera’s, Ferrari’s and Royce’s is how we roll<BR>Young niggas is in control<BR>Real niggas will never flow</P><br /><P>Boats and whore, money, car and clothes<BR>Panamera’s, Ferrari’s and Royce’s is how we roll<BR>Young niggas is in control (we’re in control nigga)<BR>Real niggas will never flow</P><br /><P>I ain’t dead but i’m prsident<BR>Money green, duck for the mediice<BR>Bogota, going through the mexicane<BR>Switch it up, up to the nose is heroine<BR>An epic, walking dead again<BR>We let it burn smoke and moving like a hovercraft<BR>Of the high way is she trafic here</P><br /><P>Marilyn Monroe front door she passing<BR>Cuz most time the corners are gold mind<BR>Out the hood now we shutting for the coast line<BR>Both and whores below that with the bricks nigga<BR>Cuz you can keep that with you </P><br /><P> </P></CENTER>

Meek Mill ft. Yo Gotti & Betrayl - How We Roll Lyrics

How We Roll Lyrics by Meek Mill ft. Yo Gotti & Betrayl Boats and whore, money, car and clothes Panamera’s, Ferrari’s and Royce’s is how...

Meek Mill ft. Betrayl - For The Love Of Money Lyrics

Betrayl, For The Love Of Money Lyrics, Meek Mill, Meek Mill ft. Betrayl - For The Love Of Money Lyrics 4:03 AM

<CENTER> </CENTER><br /><CENTER><EM><U><B>For The Love Of Money Lyrics by Meek Mill ft. Betrayl</B> </U></EM><br /><P>And I done see these bitches do it all for the paper<BR>And I done see this paper turn my dog to a hater<BR>For the love of the money, the love of the dough<BR>For the love of the money, them hoes fucking for sure<BR>And I know, I know<BR>Who said that money isn’t everything?<BR>Whoever told you that damn, damn lie?<BR>‘Cause all this money, it can buy you everything<BR>I don’t know nothing that money can’t buy</P><br /><P>I ain’t never sinned, I ain’t ever crossed over<BR>Gotta go to Panama, I don’t want it chopped up<BR>Everywhere I go I’m pulling up burner phones<BR>The money, drop some, murder some<BR>Defend this code, the feds all delivering<BR>Yeah, I fuck with Papi, but no, I ain’t Dominican<BR>For the love of the spend, I’ve been around the block<BR>I let them know I got it ‘cause he out there round the clock<BR>In the projects jewelry mean you made it<BR>And the body might get you famous<BR>And they key might get you stopped<BR>Fuck with me, I might get you whacked<BR>It’s no apology, nigga, it’s criminology, nigga</P><br /><P>And I done see these bitches do it all for the paper<BR>And I done see this paper turn my dog to a hater<BR>For the love of the money, the love of the dough<BR>For the love of the money, them hoes fucking for sure<BR>And I know, I know<BR>Who said that money isn’t everything?<BR>Whoever told you that damn, damn lie?<BR>‘Cause all this money, it can buy you everything<BR>I don’t know nothing that money can’t buy</P><br /><P>And I ain’t never jealous, and I ain’t get emotional<BR>About familiar, I do what I’m supposed to do<BR>Talking up boutique sales, tying up the loose ends<BR>Know me from the project, I used to go by “who that?”<BR>Copped all my mixtapes, you tryna roll up<BR>You heard I was moving shit, wait a second, hold up<BR>They tryna get inside, the phones, they got ears<BR>They also got eyes, you know<BR>You break it down and you get a box<BR>Be breaking down and we get them racks<BR>‘Cause if you play around getting guap<BR>We gonna lay you down, get a mop<BR>We sing, we grind and we here<BR>No, everywhere, every day, ever route<BR>Every smoke that we light and it’s on, it’s on</P><br /><P>And I done see these bitches do it all for the paper<BR>And I done see this paper turn my dog to a hater<BR>For the love of the money, the love of the dough<BR>For the love of the money, them hoes fucking for sure<BR>And I know, I know<BR>Who said that money isn’t everything?<BR>Whoever told you that damn, damn lie?<BR>‘Cause all this money, it can buy you everything<BR>I don’t know nothing that money can’t buy</P></CENTER>

Meek Mill ft. Betrayl - For The Love Of Money Lyrics

For The Love Of Money Lyrics by Meek Mill ft. Betrayl And I done see these bitches do it all for the paper And I done see this paper turn...

Meek Mill - Dreams Worth More Than Money (Freestyle) Lyrics

Dreams Worth More Than Money (Freestyle) Lyrics, Meek Mill, Meek Mill - Dreams Worth More Than Money (Freestyle) Lyrics 5:21 PM

<CENTER><B></B> </CENTER><br /><CENTER><EM><U><B>Dreams Worth More Than Money (Freestyle) Lyrics by Meek Mill</B> </U></EM></CENTER><br /><CENTER> </CENTER><br /><CENTER>Come on let's get it<BR>Ya nigga my album comin'<BR>Dreams worth more than money nigga<BR>This mother fuckin' summer<BR>I been gettin' so much mofuckin' money nigga<BR>Fuckin' all these bitches<BR>I think I done took a year off<BR>Still snappin' though<BR>A lot of niggas fallin' off<BR>We ain't doing nothin' but gettin' stronger nigga<BR>New deals, new money, double M G Dreamchaser<BR>Let's get it</CENTER><br /><CENTER>My man got booked with a stone of white<BR>If they make his bail a 'mil, he coming home tonight<BR>I went from standing on them corners, jumping on them flights<BR>Talking jumping out of Bentleys, jumping on them bikes<BR>Middle of the jungle no strap, ice on<BR>Niggas pussy in the dark, let's turn them lights on<BR>I used to sleep on the same floors the mice on<BR>Now it's Italian marble, moon walking like Mike doing<BR>Rest in peace to Mike, I rest in peace the mic<BR>I pop a couple percs, I drink that Easter Sprite<BR>Its levels to this shit, dog you won't believe my life<BR>Peanut butter jelly on a french toast, eating right<BR>Champagne gargling, everything is marvelous<BR>62 Maybach, I can barely park the shit<BR>Got these rappers scared see em' shaking like it's Parkinsons<BR>If they said my name they got flamed, I'm the arsonist<BR>A man don't eat he gonna starve, a man gonna starve he gonna die<BR>I know that they gonna try, that's why I stay strapped with a brand new mac and it's 45<BR>So when they jump fast, better whistle like off-sides<BR>Cause I'm from Philly, we'll eat your cheese steak<BR>I told Diddy, I ain't walking for no cheesecake<BR>Cause the jeweler making the band with the freeze face<BR>I'm on now, I got neighbors like in 3 states</CENTER><br /><CENTER>Do it for the vine, I ain't gonna do it<BR>Lets talk about the time when I use to go through it<BR>Nappy ass braids, with the cold shooters<BR>We was playing with razors before they had the little scooters<BR>Shit I walked in with my Pumas on, you ain't even know it<BR>These a million dollar pair of sneaks nigga, you ain't even know it<BR>Said Reebok dropped Ross, we ain't even know it<BR>Cause he went and brought that Bentley Breitling, he ain't even show it<BR>At 21 I wanted to pop a bottle<BR>At 22 I wanted the hottest model<BR>At 23 I wanted the Rolls-Royce<BR>So what you think I did, I went and fucking got it<BR>I hit my hood, niggas looking fucking sour<BR>They see me rolling and I be like you fucking coward<BR>I just want to ball, spending the quarter on y'all<BR>Just take a look at my car, you don't remember I starved<BR>I want it all<BR>Back in the day, packing the K<BR>All that hate I made that go away<BR>I do you dirty take you back to the A<BR>Put in the verse like that Mac in you face<BR>And Philly nigga, I'm mac in the bay<BR>I'm all beast still killing shit, I'm speaking all street still killing shit<BR>Hurricane the first week, I still killed the shit<BR>Intro been out like a year and I'm still killing shit</CENTER><br /><CENTER> </CENTER><br /><CENTER>) </CENTER>

Meek Mill - Dreams Worth More Than Money (Freestyle) Lyrics

Dreams Worth More Than Money (Freestyle) Lyrics by Meek Mill Come on let's get it Ya nigga my album comin' Dreams worth more th...

Meek Mill - Dreams Worth More Than Money (Freestyle) Lyrics

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Meek Mill - Dreams Worth More Than Money (Freestyle) Lyrics

Dreams Worth More Than Money (Freestyle) Lyrics by Meek Mill Come on let's get it Ya nigga my album comin' Dreams worth more th...

Meek Mill – Levels Lyrics

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<P align=center><STRONG><EM><U>Levels Lyrics by Meek Mill</U></EM></STRONG></P><br /><P align=center>[Intro: Meek Mill]<BR>See it’s brackets, nigga<BR>Them hoes ain’t fucking you<BR>‘Cause you ain’t in that bracket, nigga<BR>Learn life, it’s levels to this shit, young boy<BR>Aye yo, you feel me?</P><br /><P align=center>[Hook: Meek Mill]<BR>Lil’ nigga, we don’t rock the same clothes<BR>Fuck the same hoes<BR>‘Cause it’s levels to this shit<BR>Lil’ nigga, we don’t drive the same whips<BR>We don’t fuck the same chicks<BR>‘Cause it’s levels to this shit<BR>Lil’ nigga, we don’t get the same paper<BR>You a motherfuckin’ hater<BR>Boy, it’s levels to this shit<BR>Lil’ nigga, ’cause it’s levels to this shit<BR>Lil’ nigga ’cause it’s levels to this shit<BR>Oh lord…</P><br /><P align=center>[Verse 1: Meek Mill]<BR>‘Cause it’s levels to this shit, levels to this shit<BR>Can’t fuck my hoe ’cause its levels to this bitch<BR>And I be rockin’ Prada like a devil in this bitch<BR>And a Birkin bag like a gold medal to this bitch<BR>And I’m heavy as it get<BR>Shinin’ like a motherfuckin’ bezel on my wrist<BR>All my niggas mobbin’ so we heavy in this bitch<BR>30 grand for the Muller that’s a Chevy on my wrist<BR>Cocaine, most saying, young nigga blowin’ up – Kurt Cobain<BR>Skatin’ on ‘em like I’m Lil’ Wayne<BR>And this 458 don’t do the lil’ lane – “vroom!”<BR>Swerve on ‘em, niggas got a nerve on ‘em<BR>‘Cause I heard the Feds got him and he had them birds on him<BR>But a nigga back home and now niggas roll with him<BR>Caught a case, what you think? Nigga fuckin’ told on ‘em<BR>I ain’t get my shit snatched yet<BR>You ain’t get your bitch back yet<BR>One call, niggas aim that TEK<BR>Blood drawn, headshot, nigga, brains on step<BR>Hot shit if you pop shit<BR>And I don’t want your opinion if you ain’t got shit<BR>We young niggas, we winning, I pull up, drop shit<BR>Mob shit, with more keys than a locksmith</P><br /><P align=center>[Hook: Meek Mill]</P><br /><P align=center>[Verse 2: Meek Mill]<BR>Damn, Tommy, you ain’t got no job<BR>DC, we the motherfuckin’ mob<BR>Young nigga gettin’ straight to the money<BR>In a Range with your honey, I pull up like “ah!”<BR>I make them power moves with Jay and ‘em<BR>Them boys shootin’, don’t play with ‘em<BR>Maybach, Rozay and ‘em<BR>Rollin’ down Collins, call Rugs, hit the A with ‘em<BR>Compound niggas live now<BR>If it’s the Finals I’m ballin’ like I’m LeBron now<BR>I call up Auda tell them bitches to calm down<BR>I treat the jet like a taxi way the way I’m flyin’ around<BR>And I don’t fuck with no niggas<BR>If they don’t fuck with my niggas<BR>And I ain’t fuckin’ no bitches<BR>If they fuckin’ my niggas</P><br /><P align=center>[Hook: Meek Mill]</P><br /><P align=center>[Verse 3: Meek Mill]<BR>One time for the real niggas<BR>Two times for the bad bitches<BR>Y’all suckas be cuffin’ hoes<BR>‘Cause y’all suckas never had bitches<BR>I hit the dealer bought another Rolls<BR>That’s the reason why you mad, nigga<BR>That’s the reason why you hatin’ on me<BR>I love ballin’, my bad, nigga<BR>‘Cause its levels to this shit<BR>Levels to this shit<BR>Can’t fuck my hoe ’cause it’s levels to this bitch<BR>‘Cause it’s levels to this bitch<BR>And a Birkin bag like a gold medal to this bitch<BR>Lord, lord, lord, lord, hold up!</P><br /><P align=center>[Hook: Meek Mill]</P><br /><P align=center><EM>Meek Mill – Levels Lyrics</EM></P>

Meek Mill – Levels Lyrics

Levels Lyrics by Meek Mill [Intro: Meek Mill] See it’s brackets, nigga Them hoes ain’t fucking you ‘Cause you ain’t in that bracket, nigga L...

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