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letra de miss me - meek mill

[meek millz:]
aye, aye, i said tell mee (k) what’s really goin’ on,
philly back up in this b-tch i’m ready, i’m in my bag,
sound like i turned and hit dem b-tches fast,
i wake up early in the morning and go get the cash,
erry day on my birthday,
i be getting cake b-tch,
n-gg-s talk about me when they see me never say sh-t,
shout (to) that n-gg- puffy cause that loco got me wasted,
standin’ on the top just blackin’ out like i’m a racist,
tip be gotta n-gg- on some f-ck a mixtape sh-t,
diddy gotta a n-gg- on some drink some roc straight sh-t,
we at? king and diamonds? throwin money by the case? (b-tch)?
i just came back from jail, and i’m ballin’ ‘bron james sh-t,
same sh-t no different day,
swagger blow ya b-tch away,
i been gettin money like my block doin’ a brick a day,
i know n-gg-s dead broke,
but they jus’ a lick away,
from runnin’ in your crib, sn-tchin’ yours, and bein’ rich today, hey
hockey team on my wrist b-tch,
tell that ho to grab my d-ck and treat it like a lipstick,
stunt so f-ckin’ hard i make my hater have a hiss fit,
n-gg- you don’t feel me you gone (going) smell me like a in scent,
i been sick, swine flu,
matter fact no chicken poc,
wonder how he feel i’m f-ckin’ every single b-tch he got,
i was at the bottom and i crept up on the tippy top,
shinin’ on these n-gg-s like the diamonds in my wrist and watch,
i love nicki minaj,
i swear i admit it,
i hope one day i can f-ck her just to say i f-ckin’ hit it,
and girl i’m f-ckin’ serious i lick it ‘fore i stick it,
if you ever hear this verse i’m on your top jus’ like a fitted uhhh,
and philly want dat back,
you won’t even have a show you be in philly comin’ back,
i make sure i save you verses and put you on every track,
i swear to god girl i ain’t lying i would kill it from the back,
because i’m gone,
yeah i know i”m drawin’,
if i can can get her now, then i jus’ wait ’til i get on,
i don’t want you to kiss me, i just wanted to bone, [x2]
and you know i will take you down though,
all the way to the ground though,
if you wanted to keep your b-tch you better not bring her ’round though,
if i tell her to hit me,
then you know that she gone (going),
she be screamin’ she miss me,
‘stead of callin’ my phone, (hahaha)
oh sh-t,
mother f-cker god d-mn,
mah is you f-ckin’ or not, like cam,
i’m out miami in the r a goin’? ham?
p my p-ssenger,
? remy? be stuntin’ in the lamb’,
my n-gg-? cooner? in the lamb’ too,
up and down on collins, bendin’ corners like we bamboo,
stuntin’ on my old hos they see me be like d-mn boo,
call me jackie turner all these hos that i done ran through,
i’m gone,
i tell them b-tches that i’m gone.

- meek mill

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