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] | |
Poof, niggas fuck your life | |
Fuck y'all niggas and fuck your wife | |
Got 2 bad bitches with a nigga | |
And they aint know they gonna fuck all night | |
And I rock hard white | |
Niggas wrist game pride | |
I pull up on the horse | |
And I'm sitting on fours | |
In a big boy drive | |
Call big boy shot | |
All clear stones in my big boy watch | |
All year long got the strip on lock | |
Everytime we in this bitch man she ain't gonna pop | |
My hip on glock, your hip on nothing | |
My niggas got racks, your niggas be frontin' | |
Red Cartier, | |
Red bone bitch, | |
Red Bottoms on her | |
Hair long as shit, hold up | |
Yellow gold rub, yellow bone hoe | |
And yellow bottoms, its paid nigga | |
Hoe, I'm made niggas [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 | |
Poof, niggas fuck your life | |
Fuck y' all niggas and fuck your wife | |
Got 2 bad bitches with a nigga | |
And they aint know they gonna fuck all night | |
And I rock hard white | |
Niggas wrist game pride | |
I pull up on the horse | |
And I' m sitting on fours | |
In a big boy drive | |
Call big boy shot | |
All clear stones in my big boy watch | |
All year long got the strip on lock | |
Everytime we in this bitch man she ain' t gonna pop | |
My hip on glock, your hip on nothing | |
My niggas got racks, your niggas be frontin' | |
Red Cartier, | |
Red bone bitch, | |
Red Bottoms on her | |
Hair long as shit, hold up | |
Yellow gold rub, yellow bone hoe | |
And yellow bottoms, its paid nigga | |
Hoe, I' m made niggas 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 | |
Poof, niggas fuck your life | |
Fuck y' all niggas and fuck your wife | |
Got 2 bad bitches with a nigga | |
And they aint know they gonna fuck all night | |
And I rock hard white | |
Niggas wrist game pride | |
I pull up on the horse | |
And I' m sitting on fours | |
In a big boy drive | |
Call big boy shot | |
All clear stones in my big boy watch | |
All year long got the strip on lock | |
Everytime we in this bitch man she ain' t gonna pop | |
My hip on glock, your hip on nothing | |
My niggas got racks, your niggas be frontin' | |
Red Cartier, | |
Red bone bitch, | |
Red Bottoms on her | |
Hair long as shit, hold up | |
Yellow gold rub, yellow bone hoe | |
And yellow bottoms, its paid nigga | |
Hoe, I' m made niggas Rick Ross Hook |