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letra de on me - meek mill

[meek mill:]
yeah, reportin’ live from the northside of litty city
you f–k my b-tch, i’ma keep it player
i just want you to know that we the navy seals
we gon’ strike your whole motherf–king platoon, n-gg-
gang
bangladesh
ugh

three bad b-tches, f–kin’ on me
top floor at my penthouse, yeah
young rich n-gg-, i’m on my roll
f–kin’ them hoes in my flip-flops, yeah
f–k her, that troll and this hip-hop, woah
n-gg- play me, gon’ get shot (brr)
quarter mil’ ‘caine, my wrist white, woah
bust down, patek don’t tick-tock, no
we got them birds in a drought
i caught a plaque and they hittin’ it raw
this life i’m living be trippin’ me out ’cause i just light a flamers, be spittin’ in my mouth (ew)
i’ma buy a bird for a project b-tch
rolls truck coming, i’ma cop that sh-t
-ss all fat, tell her pop that sh-t like (booty, booty, booty, booty)
every red bottom, know i got that sh-t
post it on the gram, but you not that lit
your favorite rapper is not that rich (booty, booty, booty, booty)
fly dubai on emirates
only fly a mob that’s with the sh-ts
all bad hoes need discipline (booty, booty, booty, booty)

i want a freak nasty ho, and i want all bad b-tches
i’m in a red ‘sace robe, f–kin’ on all bad b-tches
(booty, booty, booty, booty)
i want a brand new rolls, and i want all bad b-tches
i want a freak nasty ho, that’ll grant all my wishes
(booty, booty, booty, booty)
tell her come- f–k on me, tell her come f–k on me
f–k on me, tell her come f–k on me
i want a freak nasty ho, and i want all bad b-tches
i want a freak nasty ho, that’ll grant all my wishes, yeah

[cardi b:]
(cardi) i bought my money ring, your’s out (woo)
red lamborghini with the doors out (ugh)
i hit them the mall, clear stores out (ugh)
hit it to your face, get pores out, yeah
(booty, booty, booty, booty)
i been hard workin’ and humble
believe me, i’ve heard of the mumble (look)
i’m just gon’ leave it alone (yeah)
’cause i would put burners to bundles
b-tches are miserable, they are so typical
hating is cheap, not my material
look where i’m at, run back to years ago
i used to strip, now i keep a different pole (cardi)
i do not f–k with your kind, no
i do not f–k with your vibe, no
i am a big, boss b-tch, i do not come in your size, no
(booty, booty, booty)
i seen a b-tch tryna switch sides (switch)
then jump back, tryna d-ck ride (no)
but i ain’t really worried about these hoes (huh?)
cause b-tches are hurt, d. rose (yeah)
gucci bags, 40 count stickin’ out (ugh)
if they want the smoke, then i give it out (ugh)
i might leave my robe at your n-gg- house
give you two something to figure out
i seen all these shots and they brick, brick, brick
try something new ho, quick, quick quick
body bag, body bag, zip, zip, zip (booty, booty, booty, booty)

[meek mill:]
i want a freak nasty ho, and i want all bad b-tches
i’m in a red ‘sace robe, f–kin’ on all bad b-tches
(booty, booty, booty, booty)
i want a brand new rolls, and i want all bad b-tches
i want a freak nasty ho, that’ll grant all my wishes
(booty, booty, booty, booty)
tell her come- f–k on me, tell her come f–k on me
f–k on me, tell her come f–k on me
i want a freak nasty ho, and i want all bad b-tches
i want a freak nasty ho, that’ll grant all my wishes, yeah

[distorted, meek mill and cardi b:]
i want a freak nasty ho
freak, freak nasty ho
i’m in a red ‘sace robe (robe, robe)
(booty, booty, booty, booty)
i do not come in your size
brand new rolls, all bad b-tches
i want a freak nasty ho
i seen a b-tch go an’ switch sides

- meek mill

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