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MEEK MILL lyrics : "HAM MUSIC"

They ain't $#&@ing with me, new orleans N-O
old school (*##$ i let her blow me like nintendo
black panamera me and mac is getting lido

switching lanes in that thang 5 percent up on the window
i got 20 in my pocket, 30 on wrist, 50 on my neck to keep it 100 in this (*##$
hey listen we don't do no talking, i'm just running up in your %#@!

and i was never in the walking, i'm just running up in your (*##$
i said my swagger on infinit money aint a limit
real ^!$$% every day, start and to the finish

you should hear this rari when i'm starting up the engine
sounding like a mother$#&@in lion barking all up in it
I make a dollar every second,a thousand on an hour

20 every day, i'm getting money in the power
i was told never let the youngest get the product
but now these ^!$$%s slipping like they $#&@ing in the shower pause

i really do it, i'm 62in im wit ricky ross i'm getting to it, you ^!$$% losing %#@!, i'm a boss
yeah i took a loss, i was out in vegas
me and gucci poochy shooting at the table

when i was broke, i used to have a dream
before i had a dream best believe i had them fiends
steady blowing up my celly, trying to get it any means

^!$$% smoochy in the kitchen working up the triple beams
breakin ounces off the birdie, money it was dirty
and hammers they was filthy cause ^!$$%s was trying to kill me

and that's word to osama though, $#&@ a (*##$ I'm bombin though
^!$$% in they diss rap they don't want no drama though
leaning off the pro-meth sipping aunt jamima though

rollie all bust down, call it perfect timing hoe
tell my jeweler freeze me, just to change the climate hoe
bottom of the mountain and meek milly got to climb it though


your chick my chick, my chick your chick,
my swag fly %#@!, your swag, norbit

^!$$% you're a weirdo, no match forfeit
all these $#&@ing bricks i'm thinking we gonn need a forklift
coolest on your stereo, i don't think they hear me though

catch me in the hood, i'll be around it like a merry go
used to sell them little o's i ain't talking cheerios
i'm talking about them gold grams and i don't mean no cereal

murder on your record label ^!$$% i'm a serial
killer plus i'm realer this is scarier than thrilla in a villa countin scrilla
? with shawty she vanilla frauds work I make that $#&@in butterfly like caterpillers and my flow be on some other

%#@! hotter than an oven get I just got his girl number he gon need another (*##$ make her $#&@ my other (*##$ then put her on a punishment she say she in love wit me and she don't know my government DAMN! shorty trippin where ya luggage at broke ^!$$%s never see me cuz I'm where the money at all I know is hustle hard like I gotta hundred pack ^!$$% get my jewels imma kill him I dont want it back wear it to ya funeral be stuntin while they viewin you momma where the alter like what the hell they do to clip full of hollow heads make me put a few in you you yea ^!$$% I will ruin you

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