A1 Everything Meek Mill (Ft. Kendrick Lamar)
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[Intro: Meek Mill & DJ Drama]
See, I'm an A1 type of guy (Uh-oh)
I crush A1 hoes (True)
Rock A1 clothes (True)
Drive A1 whips (True)
And still pour A.1. Sauce on my shit
I come from the bottom (Come from the bottom)
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Crushin' all these hoes, rockin' all this ice
Sellin' all these O's, nigga, I done did that twice
So I'm just ridin' 'round in my Rolls, 'bout to get on my bike
Just to touch down in my hood and I put that on my life
I'm like, yeah, nigga, I'm there, nigga, I ball hard all year, nigga
My diamonds all clear, nigga, smack my chain, you dead, nigga
I don't know what you heard, and I don't know what you thought
But all my dogs, they murk, and all my dogs go hard, fuck that
My new young chick look exactly like Rihanna
Ass like Nicki, but she yellow like Madonna
I take her to the mall, buy her all type of designers
YSL, fly Chanel, all that Dolce & Gabbana
I jump right back like 36, lean hard when I turn the whip
If I ain't have my rap deal, then I'd still be servin' bricks
I kill the pussy, I murder shit, homicide on shorty
My gold rope cost sixty racks and my rose gold cost forty, ah
See, I'm an A1 type of guy (Uh-oh)
I crush A1 hoes (True)
Rock A1 clothes (True)
Drive A1 whips (True)
And still pour A.1. Sauce on my shit
I come from the bottom (Come from the bottom)
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Crushin' all these hoes, rockin' all this ice
Sellin' all these O's, nigga, I done did that twice
So I'm just ridin' 'round in my Rolls, 'bout to get on my bike
Just to touch down in my hood and I put that on my life
I'm like, yeah, nigga, I'm there, nigga, I ball hard all year, nigga
My diamonds all clear, nigga, smack my chain, you dead, nigga
I don't know what you heard, and I don't know what you thought
But all my dogs, they murk, and all my dogs go hard, fuck that
My new young chick look exactly like Rihanna
Ass like Nicki, but she yellow like Madonna
I take her to the mall, buy her all type of designers
YSL, fly Chanel, all that Dolce & Gabbana
I jump right back like 36, lean hard when I turn the whip
If I ain't have my rap deal, then I'd still be servin' bricks
I kill the pussy, I murder shit, homicide on shorty
My gold rope cost sixty racks and my rose gold cost forty, ah
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