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- Meek Mill Burn 歌詞
- Meek Mill
- God (Yea)
Oh God Boi (Yea)
G O O D (MMG Nigga)
Chain all V S I aint with the B S
Catch me in your city riding
Hard through the B X
Skinny nigga but I do it large like a 3X
The last nigga tried to do me wrong
Umm he checked
Right back to that money slinging
Os in the p-jects
Or prolly catchin mileage
While the pilot steer the P-Jet
Cause we next and we flex like
90PX working all night
No breaks or a recess
Vroom vroom yeah I know my car sound
Like a T-Rex
Bitch Im 23 years old
And I aint riding in a Prius
My cousin finished school
Cant believe he graduated
Threw him 20 000 dollars
Told his ass congratulations
Cause me I wasnt made for that shit
But I could probably hire him
And who all paid for his shit
And to all the hoes that was dissin
I pray to God that you see me
Im on a yacht getting hella high
Smoking good that seaweed
Bad bitch in her cha-cha grabbing
On her chi-chis
Million dollar deals on my email you mad
As hell you aint CCed
Chain all V S bitch you knows
Its B S boy I run my city
End of story nigga P S
All white Maybach Green Bay they packing
Yall niggas was slackin
Member the hard nights we trappin
And they say lifes a game of chess
You can play checkers all on my jacket
Cause its Damier and we bombs away
On yall big rappers
I say yeah nigga I murder
That Panamera turtle back
Niggas say they want beef well
Where the f**k is my burger at
I got white was serving that
I been to jail I aint going back
I alley oop your bitch off
That backboard she throw it back
I slam dunk in that pussy
Blake Griffind yo ho nigga
Maybach with Ricky Ross
My chain rock like I know Jigga
Thats cause I do ho shout out to my new ho
That pussy pink like Nuvo and I dog that Cujo
Niggas wanna talk what they gon say (gon say)
I hit the pedal
Til that motherf**ker break (til it break)
Freaky bitches love the money I make
And to live like this you motherf**kers gotta pay
So let that shit burn
Let that shit burn Imma let that shit burn
Let that shit burn (burn gasoline)
The roof on fire Im only gettin higher
50 racks all in my pocket I want bottles
Imma let that shit burn
Bitch I had one shot and I aint blow it
Riding til the wheels fall off and they tow it
I got green on top of green damn
Its looking like I grow it
D-Town the hood behind me like a king cobra
Burn bitch I let it burn bitch
My money straighter
Than a motherf**king perm bitch
No navigation you can see
It is my turn shit
Shorty give me all that brain
Still aint never learned shit
Oh thats your girl
Damn nigga you aint learn shit
She naked in my studio
Im on that Howard Stern shit
I swear that mac 10 is my barbell
Finally Famous the cartel
Hit your girl in my whip
And now that pussy got the new car smell
Same shit different day
I aint broke no more its a different day
Dont turn me down
I got shit to say my purp strong
Like its lifting weights
Its Sean Don sippin Chandon
I got a bad bitch with them pom poms
My Rollie dont tick-tock your shit sound
Like a time bomb boom lil bitch
Niggas wanna talk what they gon say (gon say)
I hit the pedal
Til that motherf**ker break (til it break)
Freaky bitches love the money I make
And to live like this you motherf**kers gotta pay
So let that shit burn
Let that shit burn Imma let that shit burn
Let that shit burn (burn gasoline)
The roof on fire Im only gettin higher
50 racks all in my pocket I want bottles
Imma let that shit burn
Let that shit burn
Let that shit burn
Let that shit burn (burn gasline)
The roof on fire Im only gettin higher
50 racks all in my pocket I want bottles
Imma let that shit burn
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