Meek Mill - I B On Dat lyrics

Ass so fat I need a lapdance Somebody tell the waitress bring some f**in' racks in The stripper run into the pole when we back in All gold Trinidad James on my Aston Its me ho, its me ho Walk up in this b**h, I f** sh** up then I leave ho I be on that, I be on that I be on that, I be on that Its me ho, its me ho Walk up in this b**h, I f** sh** up then I leave ho I be on that, I be on that I be on that, I be on that Okay, I walk up in this b**h I f** sh** up then I leave ho Pay your car note or get some money for that weave ho Forty-five hundred blow it there go double C's ho Michael throw Birkin bag if you tell me please ho She gon' make that a** clap Pop that for a real n***a I'm gon' throw that cash back, drop that on them real b**hes Murder on that p**y ho I can't lie I k** b**hes You gon' get like every bag and Every shoe if I deal with you Young n***a ballin' like I f**in hit the lottery You just want the money shorty You ain't gotta lie to me All these n***a hatin' on me Know they wanna body me 'Cause every time you see Meek Milly, I look like a robbery Its me ho, its me ho Walk up in this b**h, I f** sh** up then I leave ho I be on that, I be on that I be on that, I be on that Its me ho, its me ho Walk up in this b**h, I f** sh** up then I leave ho I be on that, I be on that I be on that, I be on that These b**hes study my style on the Come Up DVD Nicki Dibiase, D.D.T It's a rough ride, E.V.E But I win n***a, easy three Bad b**h, illegal These ugly b**hes is really boostin' my ego It's me ho, it's me ho I'm so f**ing famous I can't do sh** on the D-low Ya'll got everybody infiltrating negros I don't believe 'em they lyin' like Leos Everything these b**hes doing I already did it Watch my World Star interviews, then they mimic Its me ho, its me ho Walk up in this b**h, I f** sh** up then I leave ho I be on that, I be on that I be on that, I be on that Its me ho, its me ho Walk up in this b**h, I f** sh** up then I leave ho I be on that, I be on that I be on that, I be on that Walk up in this b**h, I f** sh** up then I leave ho Back on my old sh**, tell them n***as breathe ho Cuban on my collar thats a Rollie on my sleeve ho They be swagger jackin taking styles n***as thieves ho I f** then I heave ho k**ed that sh** now grieve ho And dont expect no gifts tomorrow, this ain't Christmas Eve ho I tell her like them pens we gon' get rich you just believe ho I make them gator bags and minked coat a pet peeve ho I guess thats just me ho Asian chick named me-ho Do her sh**, do my b**h then you come do me ho I be on that, representin' where you be born at Real n***as can't beat em, gotta join that Where my joint at? Its me ho, its me ho Walk up in this b**h, I f** sh** up then I leave ho I be on that, I be on that I be on that, I be on that Its me ho, its me ho Walk up in this b**h, I f** sh** up then I leave ho I be on that, I be on that I be on that, I be on that