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Oh it's hot man
Meek Millys daddy

for the walkthrough Im not who you talk to
Drive by wet you up, nigga thats a
Spitting all hot shit, every single bar cool
Diamonds in the rollie face, cartoon
me Meek Milly I don't play that shit
Got me on my nappy braids before the Maybach
Riding in the of fortune, Pat Sajak shit
And all I rock is Balmain I made that shit
I've been, front row week
Looking like I'm in the
Sitting in the foreign leather, than a dinner roll
Make a movie on your bitch, her friend to get a role
You thought she was
We like she been a ho
up those benzos
Me yo bitch in the friend
She you I was friendzoned, what?
I'm in the
Touchdown a 2 point conversion
Give her that long
She busting like the long
Uber to send your home nigga

I got a bitch, hot outside I got a fever bitch
Feeling sick I fever bitch
In philly streets situations is
ain't respecting the youth and
The youth ain't respecting the and
The Glock 9 on me in the and
All I talk is that shit the truth and

The money your bitch into a gold digger
The money got me feeling the old Jigga
And Jigga even told me you a nigga
They ain't believe me I was
But I showed niggas and I told
That I dispose niggas
to buy a pair of sneaks
Landed at the dealer
Brand new tag
never made me mad
You get at your baby
I'm than her baby dad
at my neck
What that Hundred-eighty cash
Looking at my bitch, she remind me of a Stacey
We was selling rock before Kareem Biggs, and Dash
Oh you think you fly your lil' dream chasin' ass?
We don't chase bitches, we chase money and [D'ussé]
when you get money, the hoes do whatever you say
Riding in a drop head, Phantom the toupe
And if you're just hearing this, then it's probably too

I got a fever bitch, hot outside I got a bitch
sick I gotta fever bitch
In philly streets situations is
ain't respecting the youth and
The ain't respecting the truth and
The Glock 9 on me in the and
All I talk is that real shit the and

Meek
Milly
Get smacked
to Philly
Come see it and direct
You know it, God