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prolli - meek mill lyrics

[hook: meek mill]
i probably be with your b-tch, probably in the whip
[?]
purple label on my sweater and its prada on my kicks
you know you probably on my d-ck cause i’m probably the sh-t
and i’m like [?]
[?]
baby i’ll give you what you need
you don’t need to learn your alphabet to know that i’m a g
cause we ball ’til we fall spend it just like we print it
ain’t no tricking if you ain’t got it
we got it so come and get it
[?]
[?]

[verse 1: meek mill]
swag on 100, jewels on bling
every time i does they know i dos my thing
i’m so fly like without no wings
got your b-tch trying to slide like she on soul train
first pop bottles and then we pop models
husky 550 black lac with the goggles
sh-t i got these b-tches trying to hit me like the lotto
cause they heard i’m throwing numbers
tell me get them then i got them
got them i’mma get them
my n-ggas gon’ hit them
change hoes like they clothes
then everyday i’mma switch them
cole hammels i’mma pitch you
my n-ggas gon’ home run them
strike them three times i probably ain’t gon’ want them

[hook]

[verse 2: oschino]
lamborghini low i got that polo on my shirt
i tell that b-tch get lost if she ain’t f-cking on the first
date, skate, i’m the n-gga with the cake
i need a youngin with a wet mouth that love to suck snakes
crib super big and the whip super fast
i’m a super duper star i need a b-tch super bad
[?]
i could leave you wet like a mopped up kitchen floor
big money big boys all we like is big sh-t
pockets full of bisquick, wrist on sick sh-t
boss, floss like he fighting gingivitis
everything i touch turn gold, king midas

[hook]

[verse 3: meek mill]
i say osama to obama, [?]
a p don’t hit her then something was wrong with her
i don’t make love to her i f-ck her real long d-ck her
from the back of the back i hit it i’m home with it
cause i way better than mayweather
she told me every time i’m in it the p-ssy way wetter
i trade cheddar
[?], shorty what you sipping on
patrón got me gone, b-tch bad to the bone
probably with your b-tch, probably in the whip
and if i got her on some sh-t you know she probably sucking d-ck
purple label on my sweater and its prada on my kicks
i got some diamonds on my wrist cause i be flyer than a b-tch

[hook]

- meek mill lyrics

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