Ms. Jade - Show You How To Do This lyrics

[Verse 1: Meek Mill] I show you how to do this youngin How you want it my sneaks is nine hundred These ain't Gucci baby these is the Louis In the kitchen with the white it smell like blue cheese We get that paper by the loose leaf Trying to cop a Maybach you still buying Lucy's Different page with the flow I don't even got a chop I be playing with the flow Like, how y'all s**as gon' hate on me Know half y'all s**a done ate off me Like gon' f** around with the eight on me You want to make it fall like 803 308, motivation I feed off hate Want to talk money n***a we all straight Everybody good n***a we all ate, we all ate [?] twist it back Two hands we get high no kickback Young boy head shot get your sh** cracked Hot sh**, break you off like Kit-Kat Trying to [?] worrying about when TIP back Oh sh** I forgot I done spit that Late night you was worrying where your chick at Blame it on me 'round time when I hit that Stupid chick even [?] where the kids at I was inside screwing around where the bricks at Pull up in the drop, hater how you get that I make them even madder when I switch that Neck cold wrist froze like a six pack Hot sh** brick it back like click clack [?] to get back Looking for new sh** n***a this that [Verse 2: Ms. Jade] Just put a little in the baggie And a little in the purse And my right back pocket And the bra under my shirt I don't look at it [?] That's money I deserve Excuse me sir, that's money that I earned Watch face blue Smurf Judy Jetson out this f**ing world the future, its her No I don't mean to mean no harm But my drive keep me driven, drive many many cars And they R's And my bars still tight leotards Rest in peace shout out to [?] Yes yes yo Cooler than an Autumn breeze Pockets got the mumps [?] look at me, look at me Fresher than I ever been Ms. Jade's back tell a friend to tell a friend Sipping on [?] co*kier than I was before Treat her like [?] Then drop her like Rocky IV Nah, don't talk about it be about it On the roads to the riches I'mma [?] about it I getting a couple dollars we about it Ayy [?] show them how to do it Get in quick then get up out it [Verse 3: Black Dinero] Aye I show you how to do this hommie How to hold that steady how to shoot that shorty Mac-11 [?] boy that new Glock forty I bring it to your residence like a landlord hommie Its evident that you dudes don't know me I seen in all in these ain't nothing you gon' show me You act real you rap real but your [?] so phony I don't care if my records blow man your b**h gon' blow me Black 'Niro and I move that crack With my Timbs on I ain't Hov he off that I'm trying to get some more work and trying to re off that I got kids to feed n***a and they eat off that Oh yeah, ain't nothing cool about burying your best cat So you better keep that in mind when you try to bring it to black I got money power respect I got diamonds up on my neck I got n***as that's eighteen throwing bullet from Crown Vics I got n***as on my team that's fighting multiple homicides And you DVD k**ing n***as be scared to come outside Now where they do that at Shoot I'mma shoot it back You dudes be rapping like money like I ain't used to that I what the game is 'Niro know the name kid I run the show and move white girls like Kanye did