Meek Mill - On every thing lyrics

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Meek Mill - On every thing lyrics

[Meek Mill] See, I'm an A1 type of guy I crush A1 hoes (true) Rock A1 clothes (true) Drive A1 whips (true) And still pour A1 sauce on my sh** Huh, I come from the bottom Huh, crushing all these hoes, rocking all this ice Selling all these Os, n***a, I done did that twice So I'm just riding round in my Rolls, bout to get on my bike Just to touchdown in my hood, and I put that on my life I'm like, yeah n***a, I'm there n***a, I ball hard all year n***a My diamonds all clear n***a, smack my chain, you dead n***a I don't know what you heard, and I don't know what you thought But all my dogs they murk, and all my dogs go hard, f** that My new young chick look exactly like Rihanna Ass like Nicki, but she yellow like Madonna I take her to the mall, buy her all type of designers YSL, fly Chanel, all that Dolce & Gabbana I jump right back like thirty-six, lean hard when I turn the whip If I ain't have my rap deal, then I'd still be serving bricks I k** a p**y, I murder sh**, homicide on shorty My gold Role' cost sixty racks and my rose gold cost forty [Chorus: Meek Mill] I get A1 money, I'm an A1 n***a Got an A1 swagger, I'm getting A1 b**hes I just bought me a Rollie, you can skate on n***a If they don't love it, they hate it, well get your hate on n***a Cause I got A1 everything, A1 everything A1 everything, I get A1 everything I got A1 credit, A1 hoes I drive A1 whips and I rock A1 clothes, I'm gone [Kendrick Lamar] Pray to God I washed my hand, but I'll be damned 2012, one-hundred racks to Uncle Sam A twenty-four year old millionaire Don't read the contract 'less a mill in there A1 credit, park my car bow-legged I got a bus full of b**hes, I call it Jerome Bettis I grab my dick in the picture, your hoe be cropping the image I'll let you scrape off the dishes, we eating n***a, I'll finish And come right back, hope you insomniac Sleep on me if you wanna take a dirt nap b**h I'm talking ca-ca-ca-ca, then more ca-ca-ca-ca Hit your roof until I pop your top up, then more ca-ca-ca-ca till I know I got ya Balling like I'm balding, then I see Jordan in the mirror n***a that's flawless VVS, said CC text me what you wearing Putting my all inside your b**h, I grip her hips, that's power steering Bout to hydroplane when I board that plane, I land inside the building [Chorus: Meek Mill]