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meek mill - on every thing lyrics

[meek mill]
see, i’m an a1 type of guy
i crush a1 hoes (true)
rock a1 clothes (true)
drive a1 whips (true)
and still pour a1 sauce on my sh-t
huh, i come from the bottom

huh, crushing all these hoes, rocking all this ice
selling all these os, n-gga, i done did that twice
so i’m just riding round in my rolls, bout to get on my bike
just to touchdown in my hood, and i put that on my life
i’m like, yeah n-gga, i’m there n-gga, i ball hard all year n-gga
my diamonds all clear n-gga, smack my chain, you dead n-gga
i don’t know what you heard, and i don’t know what you thought
but all my dogs they murk, and all my dogs go hard, f-ck that
my new young chick look exactly like rihanna
-ss like nicki, but she yellow like madonna
i take her to the mall, buy her all type of designers
ysl, fly chanel, all that dolce & gabbana
i jump right back like thirty-six, lean hard when i turn the whip
if i ain’t have my rap deal, then i’d still be serving bricks
i k!ll a p-ssy, i murder sh-t, homicide on shorty
my gold role’ cost sixty racks and my rose gold cost forty

[chorus: meek mill]
i get a1 money, i’m an a1 n-gga
got an a1 swagger, i’m getting a1 b-tches
i just bought me a rollie, you can skate on n-gga
if they don’t love it, they hate it, well get your hate on n-gga
cause i got a1 everything, a1 everything
a1 everything, i get a1 everything
i got a1 credit, a1 hoes
i drive a1 whips and i rock a1 clothes, i’m gone

[kendrick lamar]
pray to god i washed my hand, but i’ll be d-mned
2012, one-hundred racks to uncle sam
a twenty-four year old millionaire
don’t read the contract ‘less a mill in there
a1 credit, park my car bow-legged
i got a bus full of b-tches, i call it jerome bettis
i grab my d-ck in the picture, your hoe be cropping the image
i’ll let you scr-pe off the dishes, we eating n-gga, i’ll finish
and come right back, hope you insomniac
sleep on me if you wanna take a dirt nap
b-tch i’m talking ca-ca-ca-ca, then more ca-ca-ca-ca
hit your roof until i pop your top up, then more ca-ca-ca-ca till i know i got ya
balling like i’m balding, then i see jordan in the mirror
n-gga that’s flawless vvs, said cc text me what you wearing
putting my all inside your b-tch, i grip her hips, that’s power steering
bout to hydroplane when i board that plane, i land inside the building

[chorus: meek mill]

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