Meek Mill - 10 Bottles lyrics

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Meek Mill - 10 Bottles lyrics

[Hook] Kickin sh** like it's FIFA, ballin like Derek Jeter Smoking weed like it's legal, and we don't order tequila 10 bottles of Rosé 10 bottles of Rosé 10 bottles of Rosé 10 bottles of Rosé Flexxin Sunday through Monday Throwing up hella money pockets full of them hundreds Catch me inside of Onyx 10 bottles of Rosé 10 bottles of Rosé 10 bottles of Rosé 10 bottles of Rosé [Verse: Quez] 10 bottles of Rose, takin shots like we Kobe Just bought a new bezel, put it on top my Roley n***as sayin they ballin, them n***as they gotta show me Them b**hes want my bottle tell them hoes they gotta blow me Them other b**hes is boring, them n***as ain't important They Louie's that you wearing they cost the same as my Jordan's I be laughin at n***as, cause the sh** be so funny Why n***as be gettin' mad, why don't you get some money n***a Goons with me got you n***as runnin n***a Sparkles got this b**h lookin sunny n***a And to think I'm a n***a from the GAT I'm a boss I'm the one that sign the checks f** n***a [Hook] [Ali] You know I'm hella paid, you know I'm hella straight Ciroq and lemonade, I drink it everday I'm in the VIP them hoes keep hollin out they thirsty I told the waitress bring me "10 bottles of Rozay" 10 bottles of water, hurry up with my order When 3 o'clock hit I'mma be leavin with someone's daughter Chillin out here in Florida, say she from bora bora Say she wanted to f** me just cause I'm in Travis Porter Damn that was so easy, all of these hoes so easy Starstruck when she see me she said she seen me on TV Said she bought all my CD's, want me to sign her titties Ask what she doin later she say she comin to see me "We kickin sh** like its FIFA", beat that p**y like speakers Said she don't wanna f** me, don't wanna f** you either Keep askin for tequila but "we don't order tequila" And when I'm in the club I ball like Trevor Ariza [Hook] [Meek Mill] Kick it like Janikowski , Flexin in my new Audi b**hes they wanna f** me, haters they talkin' bout me I be gettin' this money, diamonds they never cloudy I'm sippin' all on this purple it got me I'm feelin' drowsy,yeah All my b**hes Halle Barry bad n***a! I don't do the credit straight cash n***a! Was broker than a joke but now I laugh n***a! 50 Racks you callin' that a stash n***a! You owe paper. f** n***a I blow paper You show paper, I know paper. I'm spendin like I grow paper I'm spendin' that on the road paper, I don't touch my bank account My neck cost me 100 racks and my wrist cost me the same amount 10 bottles of Rosé, k**in' these b**hes like OJ Y'all n***as on crab sh**, I should sprinkle some Old Bay Weather man he seen my j**els he said it might be a cold day I'm ballin' hard and you on the bench y'all s**a n***as get no play [Hook] [Strap] We kickin sh** no soccer ball. These n***as broke no gwap at all I'm sittin high, too tall you don't know me and I don't know yall Yo click full of them scary people, we ball hard like Derek Jeter I'm in Onyx. I'm throwin money Can't believe I'm havin fun with them dead people f** what ya heard we don't love them hoes True Religions them my old clothes 10 bottles of that red sh**, in the VIP with a red b**h I'm high as f** I can't see. My blunts long they lanky My diamonds goin crazy from my earrings to my pinky Shake the bottle up pop it on lil mama. Bank account got stupid commas Check me out smokin marijuana, don't even choose if you like the drama Louie V all around my waist, naked hoes all around my face Need a million up on the plate, f** the haters I'mma stack the cake [Hook]

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