Meek Mill - Black Magic Music And Lyrics

Black Magic Music And Lyrics by Meek Mill

Meek Mill - Black Magic Lyrics

[rick ross - hook]
poof! there go the car
poof! there go the crib
poof! a hundred mill
woop, david copperfield
david copperfield, david copperfield
poof! there go the car
poof! there go the crib
poof! a hundred mill
woop, david copperfield
david copperfield, david copperfield

[meek mill]
could you knock that hoe?
could you blame that bitch?
cause you wanna roll with a real nigga like me
then go and suck that dick like hoe to a fiend
fuck throat when i lean, take long on a purp
mad hoe on the beam, still money over these hoes
got ysl on my clothes, and blood drip on my sneakers
nigga you hating on me, she chose
and i ain’t fuck your girl she role
my stick shift she drove did everything that she ‘pose
i pull my camera out and she posed
and i was like god damn, drop that, pop that
got the top back, on a drop back, i’m back
in a glock, where the crotch at
i’m strapped where the rocks at?
where the watch at? stop that!
you got that, got that ?
got racks, y’all niggas ain’t about that, about that life

[rick ross - hook]

Meek Mill - Im Rollin Music And Lyrics

Im Rollin Music And Lyrics by Meek Mill

Meek Mill - Im Rollin Lyrics

ok, i walk up in this bitch fresher than a motherfucker
pocket full of money and my sneakers got blood on them
and bitches i ain’t got no love for them
just a bunch of swagger and a lil bit of drugs for them
hey hater you can pull the plug on them
cause my neck be like nothing’s like a … on them
bling bling, pockets on tching tching
you wifing everything you come across, ring king
damn nigga, you on a ham nigga
i follow your bitch and kick her hard like she’s pam nigga
oh that’s your main hoe, what were you saying nigga?
she said she … that you weren’t in her plan nigga
pockets on bank roll, chain froze
nigga we don’t even fuck the same hoes
watching for the … and the plane close
cause i’m riding with a chopper in a range rove
i’m rolling, i’m rolling, i’m rolling, i’m rolling with my nigga top bar, i’m rolling
bitch i’m rolling, i’m rolling, i’m rolling, i’m rolling with this motherfucking … like a …

still i walk up in this bitch fresher than a motherfucker
walk up in this bitch fresher than a motherfucker
pocket full of money and my sneakers got blood on them
and bitches i ain’t got no love for them

white girls, going wild, i murder that pussy now i’m on a trial
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so wet, i need 4 towels, she sucking dick like she got fore mouth
oho, got … and y’all niggas hating got 4 fouls
prolly … i prolly… and pull the seat on you niggas you a …
rats, … on the park, i be going ham nigga i don’t need a …
ball so hard nigga i don’t need a court
…label erythang nigga i don’t need a horse
i’m swagged out, maxed out,
bad bitch with me and her ass out
rack up, rack out, and every time i’m in the building i’ma cash out
i’m rolling, i’m rolling, i’m rolling, i’m rolling with my nigga top bar, i’m rolling
bitch i’m rolling, i’m rolling, i’m rolling, i’m rolling with this motherfucking … like a …

Meek Mill - Audemar Music And Lyric

Audemar Music And Lyric by Meek Mill

Meek Mill - Audemar Lyrics

i'm gettin money, i'm balling hard
hear them niggas hating on me cause they falling off
i'm gettin money, i'm balling hard
hear them niggas hating on me cause they falling off
i'm gettin money, i'm balling hard
hear them niggas hating on me cause they falling off
i ask you bitch, i'm balling here
yeah it's my time... shine, cause ... my audemar, my audemar
bust down, and iced out
just hit the switch, that bitch be shining when the light's out
bust down, and iced out
look at my wrist, that bitch be shining like a lighthouse

... i spit a verse, that's like a point
i do a show, that's like a joint
that's like a perv, oh nigga you ain't heard
i'm in a mission like...
pull out in the maserati,
got them bitches looking at me like i shot somebody
i'm stacking paper, i need that ...ferrrari
got them trying to claim a nigga...
my ap, cool as a ac
look in the magazine, the same ... as jay z
i'm getting money, nigga you straight flea...

Meek Mill - The Motto (LA Leakers Freestyle) Music And Lyric

The Motto (LA Leakers Freestyle) Music And Lyric by Meek Mill

Meek Mill - The Motto (LA Leakers Freestyle) Lyrics

DJ Ill Will Ft. Kid Ink, Meek Mill, Los & Tory Lanez - HNHH Cypher Lyrics

Enjoy these HNHH Cypher Lyrics which are performed by DJ Ill Will Ft. Kid Ink, Meek Mill, Los & Tory Lanez.

HNHH Cypher Lyrics by DJ Ill Will Ft. Kid Ink, Meek Mill, Los & Tory Lanez





DJ Ill Will Ft. Kid Ink, Meek Mill, Los & Tory Lanez - HNHH Cypher Lyrics

(Kid Ink)

I said its kid ink baby
turn to the max like tj
body tagged up like the bottom of the free way
game don’t like it niggas need to get a key made
run this shit it aint nothing but a relay
it ain’t nothing you can tell us
bout to roll up kush sticky like elmer’s
this ain’t no how i act like summa
going head up with me bring a motherfuckin helmet
you niggas just special ed
all i see is green but my eyes so red
and all i do is win got a room full of clouds
bout to take another shot but I’m used to the fouls
i ball it
you could take 2 to the mouth its illumni
throw it up 2 to the south
tell them deuces
just put 2 in the air
so sick said it must be the flu in the air
if you do it big then i prolly did it od
thought it was a dream but i aint never get no sleep
up all night gettin higher then the nose bleed
swear i was raised by beats like moblique
came from the bottom
rats in the roaches
now niggas blunts aint as fat as my roaches
bout to go HAM, ya n-ggas just kosher
I’ma shark in the water, see the fin then its over

(Meek Mill)

They were sleeping on me
Time for me to wake them up
Counting all these fucking babies
till I get a paper cut
kill the competition
now ? then I make them up
Only time we Black and Yellow
when the caution tape is up
ha, that record dead
memory of
spitting that crack
this really is drugs
theres hate in the air
I ain’t feeling the love
you like an irritating fly
I’m killing your buzzzzz
I’m eating the beat
this is pacman
I’m on the grind
like a motherfucking lap dance
shorty gonn’ do whatever
says shes a rap fan
Every nigga round me
Robin, Batman
All black coupes
All black wheels
step out the line
ima show you how that mac feel
I’m like she ? in the corner of that backfield
? or get your motherfucking cap pilled?
rolling and then swerving and ? through ur neighborhood
let my money do the talking
I aint gotta say Im good
Who is that
I ain’t gotta say I would
riding like an engine bitch
I ain’t gotta say I’m hood
I tell a hoe to follow me
and swallow me
I be spending money
like I fucking hit the lottery
If I ever hit your girl
then this is my apology
These suckas they be tripping
bout these bitches trynna body me

(Los)

I’m about to go over round my arm
lean a way that I could feel it now
tali round my head
Taliban knock the building down
High cock blocker
I’m a fly top shotter
In my all red rims
like a high top Prada
on my mommas mouth to the drama
and lies would be gripping from my lips
as I’m spitting that shit that Osama be gripping
hungry as a poverty stricken
robbery victim
where the rascals of waffles and chickens
win the lottery ticket
And your girl let me pop it in real life
I beat it like they locked me in a room
with the doctor that killed Mike
I feel like, put me in a field let the field lights
shine on the field now watch me kill all the field mice
I’m anthrax you tampax
I’m about to go Amtrax
Jack Black black Jack
got the track saran wrap
stand back I’m slamming an antagonist
slapping you faggots putting the can in a bandwagon
swag of the century, mack and the bench of three
I hear it was nothing trying to crack it eventually
rappers they mention me
boy I put this on my mother
you’ll end up interscope
Im jus trynna warner brother
still getting cheescake on these dummies
deal or no deal i got a briefcase full of money
Jahlil on the beat, Will hosting this shit
and its T-Lanez, Ink, Meek, and Los in this bitch

(Tory Lanez)