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THE GAME (FT. MEEK MILL & BIG SEAN) lyrics : "Burn (Remix)"


[Intro]
Hey yo, Arthur, call that ^!$$% Walle,

Tell that ^!$$% to call French Montana
Tell French to call mother$#&@ing Meek Mill
Tell that ^!$$% let me hold this beat one more time ^!$$%

Mmg, waddup?

[The Game]

Rolling up on them 20's, hoes all over my car though
Getting (*##$es that lucci, black ricky Ricardo
Gucci, Gucci, that Prada, Prada,

Fireworks in this (*##$
Tell them hoes to go on my bottle
They gonna die thirst in this (*##$

I supply the work ^!$$%s talk I gotta murk
Fresh to death I gotta hearse
I $#&@ the (*##$ you by the purse

$#&@ ^!$$%, I ain't stunting no $#&@ ^!$$%
28 to my truck ^!$$%, pack the track wassup ^!$$%
You don't ride for them bucks ^!$$%


Yeah, I'm in the kitchen going ham again
We ain't throwing bottles ^!$$%, we don't get them hammers in

Tony Parker so real ^!$$%s know that's hoes %#@!
All you single ^!$$%s put this new dick on your old (*##$
I've been high since 06 I've been rich since 08

Since Wale had short hair, I've been Popping that Rose
Hey, what them hoes say, hurricane he wanted ten
Walk in the club with 100 rounds

Let my ^!$$%s in and we shut it down
That's calamy on Minday, Rocksbery on Thursday
Toxic on Saturday, tell Arthur I ain't got a day

Grey stones on my chain, grey stones on Sunday
Bad (*##$es in line outside, you gonn get it one day, (*##$
You aren't made for this

So many chains on me they think that I slave in this (*##$
We throwing money everywhere, that jayz on I don't never wear
Got a bad (*##$ from Delaware, that derry on shake the derriere

Whoa, Nelly, where the $#&@ is Nelly?
Got a (*##$ yelling ea, while a ^!$$% watching belly
Got a (*##$ to love ti, got a (*##$ to love tutu

Tell him soon to the bi, tell them hoes it's all Gucci
I got Louie, I got Loubies, ^!$$% my life is a movie
Popping bottles like I'm b way, tell them send me like three space

Peach Sirrock, coconut, cranberry, open up
Then we neck in tron, real ^!$$% I'm gone


[Meek Mill]
Chain all V.S. I ain't with the B.S
Catch me in your city riding hard through the B.X

Skinny ^!$$% but I do it Large like a 3X
The last ^!$$% tried to do me wrong umm he checked
Right back to that money slinging O's in the P.Jects

Or prolly catchin mileage while the pilot steer the P-Jet
Cause we next and we flex like


[Big Sean]
90PX, working all night no breaks or a recess
Vroom vroom yeah I know my car sound like a T-Rex

(*##$, I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a Prius
My cousin finished school can't believe he graduated
Threw him 20,000 dollars told his $$# congratulations

Cause me, I wasn't made for that %#@!
But I could probably hire him and who all paid for his %#@!
And to all the hoes that was dissin' I pray to God that you see me

I'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking good that seaweed
Bad (*##$ in her cha-cha grabbing on her chi-chi's
Million dollar deals on my email you mad as hell you ain't CC'ed

Chain all V.S. (*##$ you knows it's B.S. boy I run my city

[Meek Mill]

End of story, ^!$$% P.S
All white Maybach Greenbay they packed
Y'all ^!$$%s was snackin' 'member the hard nights we trappin'

And they say lifes a game of chess you can play checkers all on my jacket
Cause it's Damier and we bombs away on y'all big rappers
I say yeah ^!$$% I murder that Panamera inserted back
^!$$%s say they want beef well where the $#&@ is my burger at?
I got white was serving that I been to jail I ain't going back

I alley oop your (*##$ off that backboard she throw it back
I slam dunk in that #~!!@, Blake Griffin'd yo ho, ^!$$%
Maybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga
Thats cause I do ho, shout out to my new ho
That #~!!@ pink like Nuvo and I dog that Cujo


[Big Sean]
^!$$%s wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)
I hit the pedal til that mother$#&@er break (til it break)
Freaky (*##$es love the money I make

And to live like this you mother$#&@ers gotta pay
So let that %#@! burn

[Meek Mill]
Let that %#@! burn I'mma let that %#@! burn let that %#@! burn (burn, gasoline)

The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher
50 racks in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that %#@! burn

[Big Sean]
(*##$ I had one shot and I ain't blow it
Riding til the wheels fall off and they tow it

I got green on top of green damn its looking like I grow it
D-Town the hood behind me like a king cobra

[Meek Mill]
Burn (*##$ I let it burn (*##$
My money straighter than a mother$#&@ing perm (*##$
No navigation you can see it is my turn chyea (swerve, swerve)

Shorty give me all that brain still ain't never learned %#@!

[Big Sean]
Oh that's your girl? Damn ^!$$% you ain't learn %#@!
She naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern %#@!
I swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel
Hit your girl in my whip and now that #~!!@ got the new car smell

Same %#@! different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day
Don't turn me down I got %#@! to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights
It's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad (*##$ with them pom pom's
My Rollie don't tick-tock your %#@! sound like a time bomb, boom, lil' (*##$

[Hook: Big Sean & Meek Mill]



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