Everyday [Dreamchasers 2]
Meek Mill, Rick Ross
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Meek ain't countin' money no more If it ain't right, it ain't right Zip the bag up MMG Drop it right there (yeah) Huh (M-Maybach Music) I got these niggas hatin' on me But I don't give a f*ck Because their bitches waitin' on me I'm just countin' all this money (huh, huh) And buyin' all these hammers So when these niggas play I let my shooters go bananas Diamonds flashin' like a camera (huh, huh) My whip sounds like a monster My bitch got on that shit, she got a million dollar sponsor (ha) (Ugh) these niggas gettin' sick (they sick) Somebody call a doctor (ha) 'Cause all this blood's drippin', twenty racks I Louboutin her (woo) I got Dolce and Gabbana (woo) Gucci, Louis, Prada (woo, woo, woo) Fly as hell in YSL, 'cause boy I got a lotta (woo, woo, woo, woo) Madre and cabanas That's where they probably find us (woo, woo, woo, woo) Jumpin' off the jet, like sayonara to ya honor (honor) I spoil them bitches (huh) I employ them niggas (huh) Wipe my ass with the riches Like it's some toilet tissue (toilet tissue) F*ck with a winner (woo, woo) Minks in the winter (woo, woo) Philadelphia millionaire, Meek be that nigga (Meek be that nigga) Your niggas hatin' (hatin') My niggas ballin' (ballin') Poppin' bands gettin', countin' dollas Buyin' the Magnum bottles (M-Maybach Music) My bitch is patient (patient) Your bitch is borin' Fucked her that Friday night, we both woke up that Sunday mornin' Yeah Young nigga, lot of cash (woo, woo) Bad bitch, lotta ass (woo, woo) Lamborghini, kinda fast It got these haters kinda mad (skrrt) Make me bring them sticks out AK with the comma, and (sticks) These niggas is kinda nice Which means that they kinda ass I be on all kinds of shit Boy, I get all kinds of cash Monday, I'ma wear my J's Tuesday in my Prada bag Wednesday I go Louboutin And say, "How you been?" I say, "Doin' fine" Bitch I ball hard like two Lebrons I hit the booth, no suit and tie I'm Superman (woo, woo) My bitch is super fly (woo, woo) I make a hater wanna kill himself, suicide (blah) A nigga play at me (me) He knows it's do-or-die (die) 'Cause I got a big mac (yeah) And that bitch, be super-sized (sized) Rollin' with a hundred goons Boy I got a hunnid jewels 'Bout to f*ck a hunnid hoes All them bitches comin' soon Tell 'em that I'm comin' now Tell 'em I'ma come in cool Boy my shit be super hot I named my album 'Summer June' (Summer June) I spoil them bitches (huh) I employ them niggas (huh) Wipe my ass with the riches Like it's some toilet tissue (toilet tissue) F*ck with a winner (woo, woo) Minks in the winter (woo, woo) Philadelphia millionaire, Meek be that nigga (Meek be that nigga) Your niggas hatin' (hatin') My niggas ballin' (ballin') Poppin' bands, countin' dollas Buyin' them Magnum bottles (M-Maybach Music) My bitch is patient (patient) Your bitch is borin' Fucked her that Friday night, we both woke up this Sunday mornin' (Sunday mornin', Sunday mornin') Bugatti and Rozay 'Bout to meet Jose (Jose) (woo, woo, woo, woo) He said that that workin' (that work) I was like, "Okay" (okay) She say, "Give me money" (money) I was like, "No way" (no) She got mad and text my phone "It ain't no work if it ain't no pay" I'm like, "Be gone, bitch" (woo, woo) Be gone, bitch (woo, woo) I'll pop a Perc (woo, woo) Turn on my on switch Them bitches ain't on that (that) Nigga, 'cause they on this (this) You put em' on money And I put em' on dick, really though I spoil them bitches (huh) I employ them niggas (huh) Wipe my ass with the riches Like it's some toilet tissue (toilet tissue) F*ck with the winner (woo, woo) Minks in the winter (woo, woo) Philadelphia millionaire, Meek be that nigga (Meek be that nigga) Your niggas hatin' (hatin') My niggas ballin' (ballin') Poppin' bands, countin' dollas Buyin' them Magnum bottles (M-Maybach Music) My bitch is patient (patient) Your bitch is borin' Fucked her that Friday night, we both woke up this Sunday mornin' (Sunday mornin', Sunday mornin') Can I ask a favor? (Can I ask a favor? Can I ask a favor?) Please embrace that Meek is just that bull now (Just that bull now, just that bull now, just that bull now) Why fight it? (Why fight it? Why fight it? Why fight it?) You're doing yourself, a disservice
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Written by: Andre Williams, Brad Xavier, Dustin Miller, Keith Williams, Steve Thronson
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