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Meek Mill Lyrics

 

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[Intro: Meek Mill]
Counting all this money with my brothers
I've been counting all this money with my brothers
And I'mma get money motherf**ker
[Hook: Meek Mill]
Look at these at all these young niggas flexing from the bottom, flexing from the bottom
We just want the money the respect and all the power
The money and the power f**king up a check
Check, check, check, check
Check, check, check, check
Check, check, check, check
These b**ches f**king for a check
Check, check, check, check
Check, check, check, check
Check, check, check, check
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Look at these at all these young niggas flexing from the bottom
Jumping out them Rari's nigga do we have a problem
They say we ain't bout it wonder why they never tried us
We be flexing on the b**ches and be cutting on the robbers
f**king up them 36's with 30 b**ches
No love for them dirty niggas we pouring liquor
The way we ball they know we richer
I feel like Richard
[?]
Look at all these young niggas, looking like we robbed the plug nigga
I only shop if its in blood nigga
And hold that chopper like its a grudge nigga
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Count up that money they know we balling for sure
We stack them fifties and hundreds and leave the ones on the floor
I tell her get what you wanted I bet she coming for sure
Them bad b**ches be flocking soon as we come in the door
Young Philly nigga f**k a check up on your main ho
Busting down the Rollie diamond dealing like a rainbow
I do what I want to I go places that you can't go
Leaning in my motherf**king Phantom like a [?]
I f**k all my b**ches on the jet, jet, jet, jet
You f**k all your hoes and pay a check, check, check, check
She could bless the kid out of respect, pect, pect, pect
Let her count the money now she wet, wet, wet, wet
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
Look at all these young niggas, drug dealers
Lookin' like we came up on the plug nigga
Pick that f**k that check up in the club
And then buy your b**ch a bag straight out of love nigga
I'm talking young niggas, drug dealers
Swerving in the Phantom sipping mud nigga
This the hit they love nigga
[Hook]



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