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mero (us) - motivational speakers lyrics

mero – motivational speakers

[verse 1]
get your own bag or get put in one
don’t you ever ask about the sh-t i’ve done
you can only follow the track when the record is spun
other than that, then the train won’t come
i love myself and myself loves me back
i hug myself and myself hugs me back
if nothing else then we’re a perfect match
i can’t wait to see how y’all react
to everything in my raps, come true
she’ll probably slurp me like a slurpee or something like soup
i going past you to the cash route
i prefer my b-tches with tattoos
‘cause when i leave, i leave a mark
when i leave on cue
never come back because i got stuff to do
and you do too
move that -ss hoe
and wipe me down wipe me down like some bath soap
while i put on my bathrobe

[hook]
she said i’m an -ssh0l-, i just nod my head
she say i’m so bashful off the sh-t i said
i ain’t gon’ say that i’m misread
these speakers motivate just to get you ahead
like get some money hoe
that’s what i’m tryin’ to get
like get some money b-tch
that’s what i kinda meant
she said that i ain’t sh-t
don’t state the obvious
don’t state the obvious
don’t state the obvious

[verse 2]
i’m a rapping -ss n-gga, you can’t tell me sh-t
i’m the total package, you can mail this d-ck
i’m a rapping -ss n-gga, you can tell when i spit
i’ll tear you apart, that’s the part you ain’t get
i’m a rapping -ss n-gga, don’t you ever forget
i’ll crunch ya, you ain’t the captain of sh-t
yeah save it for the birds when you’re flapping your lips
you talkin bout school supplies when you’re packing a clip
i’ll f-ck the game up, and the back of your b-tch
have her knocking at my door just to ask for the d-ck
like mero where you been?” i don’t know, but i’m back and i’m p-ssed
your boyfriend can’t match me, i’m too lit
he can’t match me cause i don’t smoke swishers
i ball, they p-ss, i swish
who you know attack like this
if i smelt it i dealt it i scratch i sniff

[verse 3]
money doesn’t make you or break you
um, it just makes you rich
so go and get some commas, go and get some commas
because it’s common sense
i wanna get cake, no icing
she think i’m polite, sh-t, cause i’m light skin
she don’t think i’m a rapper, she think that i might sing
f-ck a bryson tiller, yeah i’m bryson iller
the nicest k!ller
k!lling b-tches with kindness compliments to the chef
i will compliment you to death
like i said, f-ck a bryson tiller, the bryson iller
the nicest k!ller
i know n-ggas that’ll beat your chest like a heartbeat or like gorillas
now i got her bitter cause i’m better than her other n-gga
she got a broke n-gga and a hoe n-gga all in one
tell him bout me, call him up

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