Meek Mill
更新时间:2025-06-22 01:25:25
文件格式:mp3
Me(FWM)(feat. A$AP Ferg) - Meek Mill/A$AP Ferg
Lyrics by:Robert Williams/Darold Brown/Matthew Samuels/Stephanie Martin/Todd Anthony Shaw/Jonathan Smith/Sammie Norris
Flew her out on the first flight
Got that p***y the first night
N***as say it's war then it's on sight gang gang brrt
Walk in this ***** with all this ice
I could've came through in a
'Rari but hit the hood on my dirt bike yeah man
Countin' these bands up been ****in'
My hands up **** it up
I was in paris I pay for the drill
Hit your mans up brrt
Big glock 40 on the hipline
Hold my pants up hold it up
She was confused like
How you the goat in a lamb' truck
She like what
****in' this tall ***** from the back say
Stand up woo
Then put your mother ****in' face down a*s up
N***a been rich too long for makin' these
Songs my n***a it's past luck
****in' this ***** too long she offered
A threesome and I just passed up
She wanna go in the 'rari too small
I wanna rip in the wraith let's go
I wanna look at the stars stars like
I was hittin' in space yeah
N***a how you grt back home how he get back
Take a look at his case check him out
Said her period's on what happened
I put it on her face
N***as ain't ****in' with me you n***as
Ain't ****in' with me yeah yeah harlem
N***as ain't ****in' with me n***as
Ain't ****in' with me meek mill what up
Twenty bad ***** es goin' up with the
Gang they ****in' for free ooh ooh
You call her phone I call her phone
She comin' to me yeah
Got a boss ***** dominican
Slim with the buns cinnamon
Friend got the cake like entenmann's
East coast ***** in timberlands yeah
Dip with the set like killa cam
Hop on a jet and we get a tan
Like mortal kombat when
She throw it back her friends like
Finish him right
Run up gon' flex huh
It look like I'm looting in my closet with the baguettes huh
I just hit will up with a deposit
Yeah fill up my neck huh
Lookin' like light bugs sittin' on my collar right
We been stressed huh pull up with a mink
Look like I am chewbacca
Blocka-blocka turned to shottas
If them coppers try to pop us ferg
Then go sit at John and vinny's
Have some pasta with some mobsters yeah
Swervin' through philly I'm hangin' with billies
And nobody really can stop us woo
Bia bia we throw dollars got your
Bia p***y poppin' like
Bia bia why you actin' like a ho
Like a ho
Bia bia why you actin' like a ho
Like a ho
Bia bia get yo' eyes up off my dough
Off my dough
Bia bia get yo' eyes up off my dough
Off my dough that's right
N***as ain't ****in' with me
You n***as ain't ****in' with me
N***as ain't ****in'
N***as ain't ****in' with me
Twenty bad ***** es goin' up
With the gang they ****in' for free ****in' for free
You call her phone I call her phone
She comin' to me
Bia bia
Vad from the projects her name tia
Head was good the best on earth like russ and bia
N***a asked me did I see her but I ain't see her
But I did 'cause she was tucked in the fahina
Spanish ***** es goin' up like la marina
She a hot girl and I'm hot too jalapeño
We sell work and she wan' work 'cause she a pinger
We gon' serve that lil' *****
Gang gang gang gang gang
Gang gang gang gang gang