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wale,meek mill - a1 everything lyrics

see, i’m a a1 type o’ guy
i crash a1 hoes
trill, right, a1 clothes
draw a1 whips
and still pour a1 sauce in my sh-t
i come from nevada

pushin’ all these hoes, rockin’ all this ice
sellin’ all these o’s n-gga i didn’t get that twice
just i’m just ridin’ ‘round in my rolls
‘bout to get in my bike
just the touchdown on my hood and i put that on my life
i’m like head n-gga, i’m in n-gga
i ball harder yet n-gga
my diamonds all black n-gga
slap my chain, you d-mned n-gga
i don’t know what you heard
and i don’t know what you thought
but all my girls, they murk
and all my girls go off, f-ck that
my new young chick look exactly like rihanna
-ss like nicki, but she yellow like madonna
i take ‘er to the mall, buy all type of designers
why sell, fly chanel, all that dolce & gabana
i jump right back like 36
lean hard when i turn the whip
right in here at my rap deal, getting’ ice still be servin’ bricks
i k!ll the p-ssy, i murder sh-t
homicide on shorty
my gold roll cost 60 racks and my rolls gold cost 40

i get a1 money, i’m a a1 n-gga
got a a1 swagger, i’m gettin’ 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
cuz i got a1 everything, a1 everything
a1 everything, i get a1 everything
i got a1 credit, a1 hoes
i brought a1 whips and i rock a1 clothes

pretty gotta watch my hand but i be d-mned
2012, 100 racks to uncle sam
a 24 year old millionaire
don’t reach the contract, less a millionaire
a1 credit, pop my carpool leggit
i got a bus full of b-tches, i call that jerome bedis
i grab my d-ck in the picture, your hoe be croppin’ the image
i let you scr-pe off the dishes, we eat and n-gga i finish

and come right back, hope you insomniac
sleep on me if you wanna take a dirt nap
b-tch i’m talkin ka-ka-ka-ka demo
ka-ka-ka-ka and your roof in
‘til i pop your top up ammo
ka-ka-ka-ka ‘til i know i got’cha
all in like i’m partyin’ and then i see jordan in the mirror
n-gga that’s flawless, vvs and cici text me ‘wutchu wearin’?’
put in my all inside your pitch
i clipper hitch, that’s power scalin’
dr. hodge will play when i board that plane and land inside the building

- walemeek mill lyrics

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