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ivey meeks - look at me now (ivey meeks cover) lyrics

[intro + spoken: mattyb, ivey meeks]
mattyb: what are you+ it’s ’cause we’re not compatible, you know that
ivey meeks: matt, what do you mean we’re not compatible?
mattyb: ivey, i’m a rapper and like… i don’t+ i don’t even know what you do you’re just ivey
ivey meeks: we were just in a music video together… a rapping music video
i just+ i don’t understand how you can’t remember this
mattyb: did you see your makeup? it made you look like you were about to fly away from set
you’ve called me 10 times…… but it’s another no, i’m sorry
ivey meeks: ugh… i’m not a rapper?

[verse 1: ivey meeks]
yellow model chick, yellow throttle kickin’
yellow lamborghini, yellow top missin’
yup, yup, that stuff look like a toupée
i get what you get in ten years, in two days
fellas love me, i’m on my cool j
if you get what i get, what would you say?
i’m ’bout to kick it off, mr. miyagi
imma do it my way, he gon’ be sorry

[chorus: ivey meeks]
look at me now, look at me now (oh)
i’m gettin’ paper
look at me now (oh), look at me now (yeah+yeah+yeah, yeah+yeah)
fresher than them other chicks
[verse 2: ivey meeks]
little chick, bigger than gorilla
’cause i’m grillin’ every chick that come try to hit on my man
better get your own, if you with him, i can get him
and he accidentally slip and call up my phone
oops, i said “on my phone”
i ain’t really mean to say “on my phone”
but since we talkin’ about my phone
let me just check if my man is home, hold up

[interlude: ivey meeks, mattyb]
ivey stop calling me
let’s go!

[verse 3: ivey meeks]
’cause i’m feelin’ like he runnin’
and i’m feelin’ like he can’t get away, get away, get away
better know that i don’t and i won’t ever stop
’cause you know i gotta win everyday+day (go)
see, they really really wanna block me (yo)
just know that you will never stop me
and i know that i can be a little c+cky (huh, oh)
but you ain’t never gonna flop me
every time i come, you know i gotta set it
then i gotta go, then i gotta get it
then i gotta blow, then i gotta show that
any little thing he be thinkin’, he be doin’
’cause it doesn’t matter, ’cause i’m gonna da+da+da+da
then i’m gonna get it, everything and anything
a ba+da+boom, a ba+da+bing, i gotta do a lotta things
that make it clearer to a couple others that i always win
then i gotta get it again and again and then again
and i be doin’ it to death
and now i move a little foul, you know you better call a ref
and everybody knows my style and just knows that i’m the best
when it come to doin’ this and i be bangin’ on my chest
and i sang in the east and i’m singin’ in the west
and i come to give you more and i will never give you less
you will hear it in the street or you could read it in the press
do you really wanna know what’s next?
see the way we on and we all up in the race
and you know we gotta go, now try to keep up with the pace
and we strugglin’ and hustlin’ and i set it and i get it
and we always gotta do it, take it to another place
gotta make it and i gotta wrap it
and i gotta cut through all this traffic
just to be at the top of the throne
better know i gotta have it (have it)

- ivey meeks lyrics

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