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jeezy – me ok lyrics

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first they tell you, “motherf-cker, trap or die”, that me ok
mister whip or not and get a half a pie, that me ok
mister, if i’m talking you should listen, game is free ok
mister got two whole ones and two half ones, yeah, that’s three ok
leave up out of here with two bad ones, yeah, that’s me ok
mister re-in’ up with ’bout two phantoms, yeah, that’s me ok
on that avion to the head, hey, but me ok
never put a b-tch before my bread, hey, now me ok

i’m a fool on that avion, snow be on that liquor
approach me if you want to, i will smoke you like a swisher
you know my game tizight you know that’s all tizzop
presidential day day, looking like two blocks
they ain’t known 2pac when he was on death row
all black glizzock, that 40 say lego
all my n-gg-s is ’bout it, all my b-tches is with it
one call, that’s all, choppers pay him a visit
real n-gg- for sure, got a fetish for dough
34 a unit, nine hundred, an o
break ’em down into zips, that’s a h-ll of a flip
had ’em, now they gone, guess i’m taking a trip

first they tell you, “motherf-cker, trap or die”, that me ok
mister whip or not and get a half a pie, that me ok
mister, if i’m talking you should listen, game is free ok
mister got two whole ones and two half ones, yeah, that’s three ok
leave up out of here with two bad ones, yeah, that’s me ok
mister re-in’ up with ’bout two phantoms, yeah, that’s me ok
on that avion to the head, hey, but me ok
never put a b-tch before my bread, hey, now me ok

when l.a. reid was in office made some history up in def jam
if j-zzle ain’t dropping, n-gg-, what the f-ck is def jam?
i know you heard how your boy bossed up at atlantic
boss sh-t, might just drop my next alb-m on atlantic
i really hope you b-tches ready, vice-prezzy and his presi
got some sh-t up in my bezzy, so what you saying? my wrist is heavy
all white, penthouse, yeah, like the one on belly
with a brown skin thing, swear to god she look like kelly
two door rolls is how i’m rolling, plus you know a n-gg- totin’
keep that street n-gg- paper, rubber band it, it ain’t folding
first the xxl, read about me in the forbes
that’s a long way from trapping in that 4-door accord
what’s up?

first they tell you, “motherf-cker, trap or die”, that me ok
mister whip or not and get a half a pie, that me ok
mister, if i’m talking you should listen, game is free ok
mister got two whole ones and two half ones, yeah, that’s three ok
leave up out of here with two bad ones, yeah, that’s me ok
mister re-in’ up with ’bout two phantoms, yeah, that’s me ok
on that avion to the head, hey, but me ok
never put a b-tch before my bread, hey, now me ok

snow can eyeball a seven, yeah, you best believe without the scale
i just want the mansions and the riches, yeah, without the jail
you can call me postman, don’t go nowhere without some mail
in and out in 20 minutes, you best believe i’m making bail
put you on designer watches, put you on designer frames
had you cashing out, paying for, you can’t pr-nounce the name
had that murcielago, it was green like margaritas
sold yayo, i sold alb-ms, might as well sell some tequila
dropped so many lambos, thought i was a lam amb-ssador
dropped so many rollies, n-gg-s thought i owned the rollie store
snow it’s been a while, yeah, you know them streets missed you
i don’t eat, sleep, or sh-t without my motherf-cking pistol

first they tell you, “motherf-cker, trap or die”, that me ok
mister whip or not and get a half a pie, that me ok
mister, if i’m talking you should listen, game is free ok
mister got two whole ones and two half ones, yeah, that’s three ok
leave up out of here with two bad ones, yeah, that’s me ok
mister re-in’ up with ’bout two phantoms, yeah, that’s me ok
on that avion to the head, hey, but me ok
never put a b-tch before my bread, hey, now me ok



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