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[ti:B Boy] [ar:Meek Mill] [al:B Boy] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.08]B Boy - Meek Mill,A$AP Ferg,Big Sean [00:01.49] [00:05.68]All that ass, Lord have mercy [00:07.86]All that champagne, these bitches thirsty [00:10.22]Verserchy, no hold up, I meant Versa

[Verse:] Her hands all on my fade, b***h pop that a** in the coup That b***h got Lisa Leslie money, she balling, Cheryl Swoops She keep rubbing her nose, I can tell she wanna snoop That coke make my d**k numb, she put it all in her glutes Feel like B

Young and I'm getting it, young and I'm getting it Young and I'm getting it, young and I'm getting it I'm just young and I'm living shit I just want the money, y'all can keep them bitches Cause I'm young and I'm getting it, I'm young and I'm getting

[DJ Khaled] REMIX! IT'S THE I'm A BOSS REMIX MEEK MILLY LET'S GO! [T.I.] I'm ride or die, I'm ridin' by, holla Westside Right inside of my Bimmer 760I, try me let off sixty shots Again we got the city hidin', poppin' like it 'posed to be Hoes who not

[Meek Mill] M.M.G. nigga, chain all V.S. I aint with the B.S. Catch me in the 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, um he checked Right back to that money slinging Os in the P

[Intro: Rick Ross] All I talk about is money Cause that's all I know [Hook: Rick Ross] I gotta a bad bitch in my Chevy Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo I got that Justin Bieber please believe it A quarter million hangin' on my collar A

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg] Short nigga but my dick tall What I told your bitch dog Only thug nigga down at the Pitchfork Dirty van bitches wanna suck my dick off Pop a Xany 'fore her panty get to hit floor Run up in this shit raw I got a girl, I ain't neve

[ti:Work] [ar:A$AP Ferg] [al:Work � Single] [offset:0] [00:01.65]Work - A$AP Ferg [00:05.15]Yeah Straight after plane [00:08.65] [00:11.21]Dropping the flame [00:11.96] [00:13.58]Uh uh uh [00:14.90] [00:15.90]A lot of niggas die [00:18.28]due to thes

[Hook] Let me sing my song, if you feel this shit, mothafucka sing along It's the Hood Pope, chain hang low, red rubies and the gold Young Trap Lord, feel your pain, I be down for my people Drinking Jesus juice, jeans hang low, red rubies and the gol

[Intro: A$AP Ferg] I gotta close the window before I record Cause New York don't know how to be quiet [Verse 1: A$AP Ferg] Coogi down to the socks like I'm Biggie poppa Keep your girl head in my Tommy boxers But really though, she a silly ho Cause yo

They mad, they mad They mad, why they mad? They mad, and they mad They mad, they mad They mad, they mad They mad, and they mad You mad, you and you mad I'm ballin', ballin', I'm shot callin' Gotta brush the gold grills when I wake in the mornin' You

[Meek Mill:] I tell em meet me in the bathroom I her while the water runnin Her friend knockin at the door And she screamin out I'm cummin And my youngin in my other room, up my sheets She tell em boy don't grab my hair because you're up my weave I g

I ain't never had shit Not a pot to piss Window to throw it out of Sherm got me high get your ass in the shower Took one pull, shit told her it wasn't sour Hit a double drum chant getting louder (chant getting louder) Mulan bitch wanna fuck for an ho

see i'm an a1 type of guy i cruck a1 hoes (trill) rock a1 clothes (trill) drive a1 whips (trill) and still pour a1 sauce on my shit i come from the bottom crushing all these hoes, rocking all this ice selling all these o's, nigga, i done did that twi

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame] A$AP Ferg, Waka Flocka [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Some say I'm possessed, that's why Christ on my chest I'm from the Southside so I throw up the S Disrespect, I lay you to rest Boy you ass, you softer than breast Bloody m

[Verse One] They told me West got robbed (Damn) Where the f**k them n****s be at They took the chain up off his neck I heard the mac started running laps Oh, what the f**k are they goin' to do that My n***a got stuffed he didn't want to view that I h

Produced by Allen Ritter, HookYou fuck around get smoked You fuck around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked, nigga You fuck around get smoked Verse 1: Meek MillUh, niggas know the rules in my hood, if you touch me, you get murked We ain't

[Meek Mill] I just wanna thank God For all the pretty women he let into my life All the Benjamins you let me count Wealth and health For my family And lettin' me ball on these niggas [Hook: Meek Mill] Now it's a lot of bad bitches in the building (Am

[ti:FYM ] [ar:Meek Mill] [al:FYM (feat. Boosie BadAzz)] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.30]FYM - Meek Mill [00:01.15] [00:05.81]Hold up wait a minute [00:07.48]Y'all thought I was finished [00:08.58] [00:11.67]Fuck you mean boy [00:12.85]I spent a thousand o

[Verse 1: Meek Mill] Shorty bad as my son is, pretty face and no stomach Was the city's most wanted 'til I said gimme yo number Youngest nigga I'm stuntin', no more Civics from Honda Money come in abudance, that's the reason she wanna [Trey Songz] La