Lyrics:
we own the building (Wha What)
Heh, y'all just payin' rent, see I'm sayin'? {Oh oh oh oh oh, Oh oh oh oh oh}
Listen, now honey check it out ya got
It was Slow Doe then it sped up. It was Slow
Doe: it was it was Slow Doe. It was it was Slow Doe
Then it sped up. It was Slow Doe; it was it was Slow
bitch, yeah bitch
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch
It's Crown Vic
It's Crown Vic, it's Crown Vic
It's Crown Vic, it's Crown Vic
It's Crown Vic, it's Crown Vic
It's
Time it
Time it
You can go and wind it
Wind it up and dip it down
Line it up and grind it
Time it
Time it
You can go and wind it
Wind it up and dip
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Like Frederick Douglass
It's time to pick my brain apart
Lookin' at the menu, motherfucker
I'm the mane with art
The patriarch of this
You tell me it's true
You tell me it's true
You tell me it's true
You tell me it's true
You tell me it's true
You tell me it's true
You tell me
It ain't what you do, it's the way that you do it
It ain't what you do, it's the way that you do it
It ain't what you do, it's the way that you do
It ain't what you do, it's the way that you do it
It ain't what you do, it's the way that you do it
It ain't what you do, it's the way that you do
you better
Ooh, bitch, you better
You better hit it, 'cause you should know better
Touch down on the stage
And know, bitch, I ain't come to play
I can sit here and say
We did it big, yeah
We did it, we did it big, yeah
We did it big, yeah
We did it so fuckin' big, yeah
We did it big,
The motherfuckers got in my head
Trying to make me someone else instead
It's my world now
It's my world now
It's my world
It's my world
car
Fuck anyweh, fuck anyweh
Fuck anyweh, fuck anyweh
Fuck anyweh, fuck anyweh ayy, baby
Mi waan yuh fi fuck inna di car, fuck it
Fuck inna di car back
This feelin' I can not hide
It ain't a question o' pride
Oh
It's love
Oh
It's love
They say I'm trippin'
The way you got my whole life
It's my fault
It's my fault
I know you think it's my fault
It's my fault
It's my fault
I know you think it's my fault
It's my fault
It's my
It is what it is, it ain’t what it ain’t, it’s gon be what it’s gon be
That’s how I look at life right now so I don’t lose no sleep
Don’t make no
You don't even know
This is how I go
Stack the money
Flip that dough
Stack it up
From the floor
You don't even know
You don't even know
You don't
We got all kinds of dope boys in this motherfucker
Whip it, make it
Brick it, weigh it
Flip it, take it
Money to play with
I Am Dope!
Whip it, make
We run this, run this, run this
We run this city, city
We'll wear you down, down
Until you're weak and weary, weary
We got it all
But we gon' take
Whip it, make it
Brick it, weigh it
Flip it, take it
Money to play with
I am dope
Whip it, make it
Brick it, weigh it
Flip it, take it
Money to play
Why can't you see it
Why can't you touch it
Why won't you do it
You know it's all for you
Why can't you see it
Why can't you touch it
Why won't you
"nature" to the nag
With the lipstick perfume
Reba flush a fleshfarm leftover
Thunder in a circle
Down the pipes
Bag it
Tag it
Sell it
Yeah
So all my fine ladies in the club, shakin' it up
Feel it
Uh
That's right
Mami, all so tight blow my mind (uh)
Said, can I hold you down,
C-i-a-r-a (I-A-R)
C-i-a-r-a (I-A-R)
C-i-a-r-a (I-A-R)
C-i-a-r-a (I-A-R)
I feel it, it's in me tonight
I see this tonight, I'm pulling up
I
the mainstream?
Meek Mill leans forward into the
Glow of his computer screen
His expression unreadable behind a
Pair of gold sunglasses
It's April, well after two
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