Meek Mill - Black Magic Lyrics Ft Rick Ross

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MMG crew album "Self Made Vol. 2" is coming out soon! To increase the hype, this collaboration track Meek Mill x Rick Ross has surfaced personifying David Copperfield with poof "Black Magic". This one's a future hit banger.

New Black Magic Lyrics from LatestVL. "Black Magic" video recorded by Meek Mill is located above.

[hook]
poof, they go the car,
poof, they go the crib
poof, a hundred mill, david copperfield,
david copperfield, david copperfield
poof, they go the car,
poof, they go the crib
poof, a hundred mill, david copperfield,
david copperfield, david copperfield

[meek mill]
could you knock that hoe
could you blame that bitch
cause you wanna roll with a real nigga like me
then go and suck that dick like hoe to a fiend
fuck throw on a lean, take long on a perk
mad hoe on the beam, still money over these hoes
got whites on my clothes, and blood drips on my sneakers
nigga you hating on me, she chose
and i ain’t fucking your girl she role
? did everything that she pose
i pull my camera out she posing
and i was like god damn, drop that, pop that
got a top back, on a drop back, i’m back
in a glock ? i’m strapped ?
you got that, got that ?
got racks, y’all niggas ain’t bout that, bout that, life

[hook]
poof, they go the car,
poof, they go the crib
poof, a hundred mill, david copperfield,
david copperfield, david copperfield
poof, they go the car,
poof, they go the crib
poof, a hundred mill, david copperfield,
david copperfield, david copperfield

[meek mill]
poof, niggas fuck your life
fuck y’all niggas and fuck ya wife
got 2 bad bitches with a nigga they know the gonna fuck all night
and i rock whole white
niggas is game ? i pull up on the horse and i’m sitting on force
in a big boy drive, car big boy shot ?
all year long got the ? on lock
erytime we in this bitch man she ain’t gonna pop
my hip on glock, your hip on ?
my niggas got racks, y’all niggas be fronting
red cartier, red bottom bitch
red bottoms on her
hair long as shit, hold up
yellow gold rub, yellow bone ? whole ? main nigga

[hook]
poof, they go the car,
poof, they go the crib
poof, a hundred mill, david copperfield,
david copperfield, david copperfield
poof, they go the car,
poof, they go the crib
poof, a hundred mill, david copperfield,
david copperfield, david copperfield

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Song/Lyrics Information:

Artist: Meek Mill

Title: Black Magic

Length: 3:01

Type: Full CDQ

Album: Self Made Vol. 2

Genre: Rap

Producer: N/A

Featured Artists: Rick Ross

Wale - Actin Up Lyrics Ft Meek Mill & French Montana

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Another leak off the upcoming MMG's "Self Made Vol. 2" project! This time it's labelmates Wale and Meek Mill with assist from coke boy French Montana for a banger titled "Actin Up".

New Actin Up Lyrics from LatestVL. "Actin Up" video recorded by Wale is located above.

yeah, turn the lights on
yeah, turn the lights on
yeah, turn the lights on
turn the lights on

[hook]
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
and the niggas be livin up
these hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
and the niggas be livin up

[meek mill]
these hoes be actin’ up
and these nigggas be lettin’ ‘em
i crushed them hoes, i never let them rose
and these niggas be sweatin’ ‘em
cause i run shit, like edgerrin
or better yet, like rev and them
and on the bottom of my sneaks they red man
and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no damn meth and them
they louis voutton and i super grind
see these stones, they super shine
i pop the perc, i get super high
and i drill your bitch, root canal
i rock tom ford, conchords
and i shine on these dime whores
this bitch bought me a rolex
and i still ain’t got no time for her
these hoes be actin’ up
these niggas be actin’ tough
i’m in the phantom, i’m backin’ up
and i’m bust down, but i’m strapped as f-ck
so hold your horses, polo horses
aston martin, we roll in royces
real niggas up in the building
them hoes choose us, ain’t no more choices

[hook]
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
and the niggas be livin up
these hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
and the niggas be livin up

[wale]
these hoes be actin’ up
see, me, i don’t practice much
gold albums from the word of mouth
gold bottles in the back of us
these jones be broke as f-ck
too uptight, they won’t open up
she got her arms folded and her ?
i’m like, what the f-ck is she here fo?
these hoes be actin’ up
these niggas keep wifin’ up
freeze homie, got me crackin’ up
never spent no more than a night with her
these hoes be a f-ckin’, joe
they’ll never say a nigga didn’t warn you though
cause you can hit my phone like four in the mornin’
and i be like, hah, told you so

[hook]
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
and the niggas be livin up
these hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
and the niggas be livin up

these hoes be actin’ up
big bread we rackin’ up
straight to the back, see you up
cancel that bitch like, nino
ratchet ass ho, don’t play with me
want to kobe me, want to humphrey me
want to michael me, russell me
take me to the bank and tiger me
now these hoes be actin’ up
these clothes ten stacks and up
these cars 100 racks and up
these drums 100 rounds and up
bitch, blow me, like a trumpet
twenty thousand on it, hundreds
f-ck it, hundred, hundred, hundred
hundred, hundred, hundred, ah!

[hook]
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
and the niggas be livin up
these hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
the hoe be actin up
and the niggas be livin up

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Song/Lyrics Information:

Artist: Wale

Title: Actin Up

Length: 3:58

Type: Full CDQ

Album: Maybach Music Presents: Self Made Vol. 2

Genre: Rap

Producer: N/A

Featured Artists: Meek Mill, French Montana

Rick Ross - So Sophisticated Lyrics Ft Meek Mill

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After assisting Usher with his single "Touch N' You", MMG boss Rick Ross teams up with Meek Mill for his latest masterpiece "So Sophisticated" which will live on his upcoming "God Forgives, I Don't" album.

New So Sophisticated Lyrics from LatestVL. "So Sophisticated" video recorded by Rick Ross is located above.

[Intro]
This shit is highly sophisticated I just make it look easy nigga
Follow me

[Rick Ross]
I’m so sophisticated
To get a verse from me, you gotta be initiated
To get a purse from me, she gotta be sophisticated
Purchase a whip from me and never miss a single payment
I’m from the city where the Muslims even Christians hate it
Even the black folk hate to see another nigga made it
Tell all them pussies to chill, champagne refrigerated
Just bought a chopper ‘cause the last one, got it confiscated
Counting a hundred mill so many times, I contemplated
You wanna be the hottest but that shit get complicated
I pull your card, I know you’re pussy by your conversation
Show you the safe, you’ll have to kill me for that combination
Made another two milli just off the compilation
I just hit a lick, I’m telling you this shit amazing
Got a white bitch, she fucking me just like she Jamaican
Sippin’ purple and that muthafucker concentrated
This for my niggas in them prisons, overpopulated

[Hook]
This the mob so you gotta get initiated
If you a mob, then you gotta make an issue payment
We going hard, run it back just like it’s Walter Payton
The game’s sweet, gave all my niggas an occupation (Ugh)
We so sophisticated (Ugh)
Shit so sophisticated (Woop)
Hundred millionaires, guess you made it (Ugh)

[Rick Ross]
I’m so sophisticated
Smoking weed, busting open dolla liquor later
I bust her open then I tell her I’ma lick her later
Pull out the stick and spray that bitch just like it’s activator
Time to lay down these niggas who still be masquerading
We know you pussies, so you got my niggas masturbating
Round of applause ‘cause them choppers be so captivating
So sophisticated ‘cause them hits be calculated
Put yo dick in the dirt, now you decapitated
I’m getting money so you’ll never hear me talking petty
Tatted on my stomach, rich forever, Makaveli
Fifty million, hundred million, it’s accumulating
I’m the hottest and these other niggas cooling, ain’t it
I got a bitch I’m fucking that you see on BET
My lil’ Haiti shooters will have yo ass on TMZ
Breaking news and we still get them for 10 a key
And if he faking, fuck him, tell them niggas “C’est la vie”

[Hook]
This the mob so you gotta get initiated
If you a mob, then you gotta make an issue payment
We going hard, run it back just like it’s Walter Payton
The game’s sweet, gave all my niggas an occupation (Ugh)
We so sophisticated (Ugh)
Shit so sophisticated (Woop)
Hundred millionaires, guess you made it (Ugh)

[Meek Mill]
Shittin’ on these haters, ball hard D-Waders
Ever since I got money, e’rybody need favors
That’s why I ain’t got no homies, and I ain’t got no neighbors
But I be on my grind like I ain’t got no paper
But I’m so rich and I got yo bitch
All in my whip and she all on my dick
With a hand on my stick, tryna live in my crib
‘Cause I handle my shit like a candle got lit
‘Cause I burn shit down, yea I’m in my bag
And these niggas so mad it’s my turn now
And I get that cash, my bitch so bad, she know sophisticated
I’m balling hard, fucking bitches and ain’t got shit for haters
I hang my arm out the window now watch me get the paper
My neck so frosty, you frauding, yo shit refrigerator
Boy you an imitator
You ain’t got no M’s in yo account, I never ask my amount
Treat that bad bitch like a bad check ‘cause I cash that and I bounce
I ain’t never had shit but I grab shit and I cashed out on that ounce
And I flipped that to a bird and bounced back like word

[Hook]
This the mob so you gotta get initiated
If you a mob, then you gotta make an issue payment
We going hard, run it back just like it’s Walter Payton
The game’s sweet, gave all my niggas an occupation (Ugh)
We so sophisticated (Ugh)
Shit so sophisticated (Woop)
Hundred millionaires, guess you made it (Ugh)

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Song/Lyrics Information:

Artist: Rick Ross

Title: So Sophisticated

Length: 4:18

Type: Full CDQ

Album: God Forgives, I Don't

Genre: Rap

Producer: N/A

Featured Artists: Meek Mill

Meek Mill - Racked Up Shawty Lyrics Ft Fabolous & French Montana

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10th track off Meek Mill's 20-track mixtape Dream Chasers 2. This time it's with Fabolous and French Montana for a dope track "Racked Up Shawty".

New Racked Up Shawty Lyrics from LatestVL. "Racked Up Shawty" video recorded by Meek Mill is located above.

It's M and G
All my niggars strapped up and racked up
It's a lifestyle nigga

[Hook]
Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty
All these bitches call me Racked up Shawty
Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty
All these bitches call me Racked up Shawty

[Meek Mill]
racks all of my wrists, racks all of my neck
i spend racks all of my bitch
look at these racks all over my check
nigga i'm racked up and i racked up
fuck the bitches she tapped out
fuck the bitches and i pass out
on my apartment on j stackhouse
cause i borrow hard i'm sweated out
all black men vex up
you'll niggas just been shit
and i little shit that i write box
these racks came from my crack house
dirty money like diddy
hammers niggas ain't never seen
got dirty of in that fifty
now tell them whores that i'm busy
tell them whores that i'm bowling
why the fuck i answered once
now why the hell is keep calling
you'll niggas be fowling
acting like you all got it
that shit you call your stash nigga
that’s racks out of my pocket

[Hook]
Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty
All these bitches call me Racked up Shawty
Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty
All these bitches call me Racked up Shawty

[Fabolous]
my shoes cost me a rack
my iphone of the rack
my presidential rowley
i'm calling at barack
damn that barack, too much iraq
won't catch me and that passenger
that’s where the pot
that’s where it be
recipes that are legends
we kill niggas for the acting
rest in peace all them legends
catch me in that aston
i'm what’s up for asking
they talk behind my bitch back
they must have seen her ass too
from h tail like the astro small car her ass too
pop pills no aspirin like a sky slope in aspen
its going down, its going down
now i brought my sky racks
niggas know my flow close
so i don’t ride i sky tracks

[Hook]
Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty
All these bitches call me Racked up Shawty
Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty
All these bitches call me Racked up Shawty

[French Montana]
racked up i'm racked out
black friday, black man
popping space blackjack
bitch i’m hotter than fish grease
made you 50 this week
baddest bitch all in bowling bitch ball center
ass fat, can't sit straight
bought her like green blake
they blew her white pin state
throe her over mixtape
racked up shawty, racked up shawty
all these bitches call me racked up shawty
racked up shawty, racked up shawty
all these bitches call me racked up shawty
shout my hommie meek mill
shout my hommie fabo
bellow the crib cup mill
i ain’t trying to brag
that coke boy that mayback
that bad boy that stage strap
that ghosts fuck that mayback
baddest whores say that

[Hook]
Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty
All these bitches call me Racked up Shawty
Racked up Shawty, Racked up Shawty
All these bitches call me Racked up Shawty

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Song/Lyrics Information:

Artist: Meek Mill

Title: Racked Up Shawty

Length: 3:10

Type: Full CDQ

Album: Dream Chasers 2 mixtape

Genre: Rap

Producer: N/A

Featured Artists: Fabolous, French Montana

Meek Mill - Dream Chasers 2 Intro Lyrics

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For the world premiere of Meek Mill's latest project "Dream Chasers 2", he then releases this official music video with the "Intro" to welcome listeners to all his dope tracks.

New Dream Chasers 2 Intro Lyrics from LatestVL. "Dream Chasers 2 Intro" video recorded by Meek Mill is located above.

i’m the best ever
i’m the most brutal and vicious and most ruthless champion as ever been
there’s no one could stop me
i’m alexander, he’s no alexander
i’m the best ever
there’s never been anybody ruthless
i’m sunny listen, i’m jack dempsey
there’s no one like me, i’m from the air force
there’s no one that could match me
my style is impetuous
my deflizz is impregnable
and i’m just ferocious, i want your heart
i wanna eat your children
pain beater, our law

it’s a lot of bad bitches in the buildin’
amen.
came in, the gang killin’ niggas
J-Lin
when they kinda woos i’m with some shit, i’m probly 8 in
and i got that 4 door Aston Martin on that way in
y’all niggas come out
all the hoes, stay in
every time i come out, movie in the makin’
realest nigga in it, all you gotta do is say it
if a nigga rap dissin’ when i see ‘im imma spray ‘im like
bat! nigga ain’t no game
philly niggas act the same
stand in yo lane
‘fore that chopper hit yo brain, take out the frame
cuz when i leat badda boom, there’s badda bang
pussy nigga ah
right back like i never left
rollie on my wrist cost a camarro yeah the double s
ever since i made a million ain’t been in trouble yet
still walkin’ the bid and in your bunkers with your anorex
a hundred stacks? hell yeah
hell yeah? fuckin’ right
boy i got your favorite singer, really tryna fuck the night
y’all niggas was sleepin’ on me, i was really up at night
tryna chase my dream, now i ball up my team
and i lean off in this phantom
i’m a boss, my anthem
and mlg in my click that’s why yo bitch all in my dick
i got 30 racks in my pocket, i keep 30 shots in my clip
i get 30 racks in my birthdays, y’all ain’t get pimpin’ like this
i’m gettin’ money, must be illuminati
they think i signed up cuz i just bought a new ferrari
and when i make a hundre, imma buy a new bugatti
i’d be with some philly niggas, they just tryna shoot somebody
tell ‘em, i swear i tried to tell ‘em
landed in this penthouse, i started from the cellar
and if she want that hammer all up in her imma nail her
word to my nigga ricky, we gon kill again in summer ah

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Song/Lyrics Information:

Artist: Meek Mill

Title: Dream Chasers 2 Intro

Length: 3:16

Type: Full CDQ + MV

Album: Dream Chasers 2

Genre: Rap

Producer: N/A

Featured Artists: N/A

Meek Mill - House Party Remix Lyrics Ft Fabolous, Wale, Mac Miller

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Another banger from Meek Mill's Dream Chasers 2! This time it is a remix of one of his previously released songs with Young Chris, "House Party". This time, it features rappers Fabolous, Wale and Mac Miller. All of them gone hard in this track!

New House Party Remix Lyrics from LatestVL. "House Party Remix" video recorded by Meek Mill is located above.

[Intro]
ay meek milly, is my niggas there? (yea)
is there some bitches there? (yea)
is that ciroc there? (yea)
well let's go

[Meek Mill]
i tell her meet me in the bathroom, hold up, better yet my bedroom
i call that my v.i.p., fuck a bad bitch get some head-room
if i score and her girlfriend, i'm calling that and-1
if i murder that from the back, i'm calling it redrum
all these bad hoes in my sight
i see bad hoes on my left, i see bad hoes on my right
and they like shots!, shots!, shots!, shots! loso bringing by ciroc
mac gonna bring some og and we gonna party, la-di-da
wale said he on his way with black cobain and doa
mmg we in this bitch, we balling hard, no we don't play
we stacking chips like frito lay, flexing on these mother fuckers
i walk in the building and i'm fresher than a motherfucker
shawty bad, yeah she a star
i tell her bring it back like a dvr
ain't nobody leaving, cause we too far
i tell her my dick can't breathe and she gon' give me cpr

[Bridge]
Ciroc all on my table, bitches in the living room
They gon ask you at the door, "what you tryna get into"
Only me and my niggas, tell her bring a friend or two
Bottles poppin models watching all in my living room
Welcome to my house party party

[Fabolous]
i say one big room full of real niggas
bunch of bad bitches, and some chill niggas
crib out in bel-air, no uncle phil niggas
so i take em' in the basement and yea i feel tigga
i don't hear niggas corny raps, yeah i feel jigga
you little niggas do whatever make you feel bigger
every time i'm around yall, something's a little fishy
i smell, i smell, i smell pussy!
what's your name, where you from? almost done with interview
i'm into having intercourse, is that something that interests you?
yes, no, maybe so, baby bro fix me up
real house party shit now hold up your dixie cup
with your other hand, do me a fucking favor
put your middle finger up and say "fuck the neighbors!"
and fuck the haters they never invited
they can't get on my level, my level is private
who fly more than me?, my level is pilot
my pockets stay fat, i'm never on diet
don't be stuntin out of town when you get on
i do you like kid and whoop your ass when you get home

[Hook]
Welcome to my house party party
Welcome to my house party party
Welcome to my house party party
Welcome to my house party party

[Wale]
hol’ up, this gon’ be one vicious flow, show me what it’s hittin’ for
promise if i kill her pussy, i’ll send you home in a ghost
and we on, joe, burberry my winter coat
? my older bitch, she call me her youngin charm
kick game in ?, i’m fucking with plenty but
got a new ?, she got her a ?
mmg and we out, couple blunts deep as fuck
haters love to talk you down when bitches always pick you up
maybach! bitch, we the winning team
how can i illustrate, you drawing if you ain’t with me
balling like i’m in that league, flossing out, you bitch gon’ leave
party at the l-i-v, y’all gon’ be like this shit o.d.!
mansion party, yea they on the couches
most of ‘em got no conscience, i promise i keep a condom
e’ry friday new polish, shawty fly but she modest
double m g money speakin’, bet you tired of talkin’

[Mac Miller]
you only getting one shot, i hope your picture takes
bitch i'm spitting on this remix like i'm kid and play
you know i'm getting laid like i'm vincent chase
i'm thinking 'ye should hit me just say that shit is cray
off the backboard playa, i enjoy to bank
plus my people smoking on that pack, noise complaint
i murder beats and get away, it's first 48
but this the house of love homie, word to courtney's place
20 racks a night, that's on merchandise
i'm rollin' up this killer, sippin' purple sprite
party hard then head to europe on a early flight
walking 'cross the london bridge, that's that fergie life
white boy, gone wild, every time i do a show its like the pope in town
and i call my girl titanic, cause she go down
hope she don't drown, bitch

[Bridge]
Ciroc all on my table, bitches in the living room
They gon ask you at the door, "what you tryna get into"
Only me and my niggas, tell her bring a friend or two
Bottles poppin models watching all in my living room
Welcome to my house party party

[Hook]
Welcome to my house party party
Welcome to my house party party
Welcome to my house party party
Welcome to my house party party

As you notice, we don't have the full precise Meek Mill Ft Fabolous, Wale, Mac Miller - House Party Remix Lyrics. But if you happen to have some parts or maybe the full lyrics, please put it on the comment below or submit the lyrics directly. You can also suggest songs that are not in this blog yet.

Song/Lyrics Information:

Artist: Meek Mill

Title: House Party Remix

Length: 4;59

Type: Full Remix CDQ

Album: Dream Chasers 2

Genre: Rap

Producer: N/A

Featured Artists: Fabolous, Wale, Mac Miller

Meek Mill - Take U Home Lyrics Ft Wale & Big Sean

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Meek Mills' Dream Chasers 2 is now out and all its tracks are making a bang! First one is this banger "Take U Home" which features Wale and Big Sean. The hook may also be familiar as it samples Black Eyed Peas Fergie's part of "Don't Phunk".

New Take U Home Lyrics from LatestVL. "Take U Home" video recorded by Meek Mill is located above.

[Hook]
Girl I know you got a man, and you so in love with him
But can I get a dance? Maybe a little loving
Slim girl if I took you home, I wonder, I wonder
Maybe I was wondering
I wonder if I took you home
Would you still be in love baby?
Cause I need you tonight
I wonder if I took you home
Would you still be in love baby?
Cause I need you tonight
(Tell your man you’ll see him next week, cause we gone)

[Meek Mill]
i say maserati stance, get it we disappearing
i tell her cut off the phones, there’s nothing to interfere
she follow my every order do anything that i dare
i’m giving her everything so all my neighbors can hear it
scream to her making her fiend more
we be making a movie they thinking its scream 4
got that from ? jeezy and then i put dean on
i’m 7 looking like heaven, i love when them jeans on
we rolling get your chick stolen
stand up paper i can’t even fold it
old bread baby, my money be moldy
every time i’m going down it’s nothing but roses, yeah
i was just on the money, never was on hoes
i told shorty play her part like some corn rows
and maybe you could get a neiman marcus wardrobe
i’m talking tearing down the mall when the stores close

[Hook]
Girl I know you got a man, and you so in love with him
But can I get a dance? Maybe a little loving
Slim girl if I took you home, I wonder, I wonder
Maybe I was wondering
I wonder if I took you home
Would you still be in love baby?
Cause I need you tonight
I wonder if I took you home
Would you still be in love baby?
Cause I need you tonight
(Tell your man you’ll see him next week, cause we gone)

[Wale]
dub a.l.e. you know i’m in the house
i’m going on whatever shorty point them bitches out
they love me up top, i’m important in the south
i could talk them into drinking and then talk them out of a blouse
look, wild youngin, brown drinking and loud loving
living in a moment shawty it’s now or never
i’m in a 911, this shit is rented though
but how i’m whippin’ this muthafucka you never know
shout out my brother meek, o melly what it do?
we trying to find how many bitches could fit in the coupe
she addicted to bags, i’m addicted to shoes
you could buy em for me, he can buy em for you
word. wale folarin
young’un supreme sb’s, i’m a star in this muthafucka
raw in this muthafucka, vuitton a nigga’s duffle
john doe flow: got a car in this muthafucka
woop! park the caddy in the living room
he ain’t talking about no paper we don’t listen to him
i try to love ‘em in the physical not literal
after i’mma hit it gotta give a little nigga room!
a little space! i gotta breathe
we blew enough trees, you gotta leaf!
no days off, me and meek
young gunner, rock boys, double mg!

[Hook]
Girl I know you got a man, and you so in love with him
But can I get a dance? Maybe a little loving
Slim girl if I took you home, I wonder, I wonder
Maybe I was wondering
I wonder if I took you home
Would you still be in love baby?
Cause I need you tonight
I wonder if I took you home
Would you still be in love baby?
Cause I need you tonight
(Tell your man you’ll see him next week, cause we gone)

[Big Sean]
vman i like my drinks high, my lights low
and i’m stacking paper like trifolds
‘til my momma neighbors them white folks
‘til my account triple o, oh, triple o, oh
man the bank teller thought it was a typo
i’ve got loose girls in tight clothes
man, that dance floor look perfect
only thing it’s missing is michael
twerk that shit, berserk that shit
finally famous ho, i deserve that shit
put syrup on top, i dessert that shit
then afterwards i’m gone, i desert that shit
b.i.g. lil bitch!

[Hook]
Girl I know you got a man, and you so in love with him
But can I get a dance? Maybe a little loving
Slim girl if I took you home, I wonder, I wonder
Maybe I was wondering
I wonder if I took you home
Would you still be in love baby?
Cause I need you tonight
I wonder if I took you home
Would you still be in love baby?
Cause I need you tonight
(Tell your man you’ll see him next week, cause we gone)

As you notice, we don't have the full precise Meek Mill Ft Wale & Big Sean - Take U Home Lyrics. But if you happen to have some parts or maybe the full lyrics, please put it on the comment below or submit the lyrics directly. You can also suggest songs that are not in this blog yet.

Song/Lyrics Information:

Artist: Meek Mill

Title: Take U Home

Length: 4:23

Type: Full CDQ

Album: Dream Chasers 2

Genre: Rap

Producer: N/A

Featured Artists: Wale, Big Sean

Big Sean - Burn Lyrics Ft Meek Mill

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New team up Big Sean and Meek Mill for this Jahlil Beats produced hit maker "Burn". It's both their song as it is set to appear in Sean's upcoming mixtape and Meek's "Dream Chasers 2" album. They go hard in this one!

New Burn Lyrics from LatestVL. "Burn" video recorded by Big Sean is located above.

[meek mill]
mmg nigga, chain all vs
i ain't with the bs
catch me in the city riding hard through the bx
skinny nigga, but i do it large like a 3x
the last nigga that tried to do me wrong, uhm he checked
right back to that money slinging os in pj
i'm prolly catching milage while the pilot steady preject
because we next and we flex like...

[big sean]
like 90px, working all night
no breaks or recess
vroom, vroom
yeah, i know my car sound like a t-rex
bitch i'm 23 years old and i ain't riding in a prius
my cousin finished school
can't believe he graduated
i threw him 20 thousand dollars
told his ass congratulations
cause me, i wasn't made for that shit
but i could prolly hire him and who all paid for his shit
and to all the hoes that was dissing, i prayed to god that you see me
i'm on the yard getting hella high, smoking good, that seaweed
bad bitch and her chacha, grabbing on her chee ches
million dollars bills on my email
you mad ass hell you ain't cc'd
chain all vs
bitch you know it's bs
boy i run my city

[meek mill]
end of story, nigga ps
all white maybach
green bay they pack
y'all niggas was slackin
yeah, but i'm all nice new track
and they say life's a game of chess
you can play checkers all on my jacket
because it donny ya and rhymes away on all you pig rappers
i say yeah nigga i murder that
pen em ear and serve em back
niggas say they want beef
well well the fucks my burgers at
i got white, was serving that
i been to jail, ain't going back
i alley-ooped your bitch off that backboard
she throw it back
i slammed off in the pussy
blake griffin'd your hoe nigga
maybach with ricky ross my chain rock like i know jigga
that's cause i do hoe
shout out to my new hoe
that pussy pink like nuvo
and i dogged that, khujo

[big sean]
niggas want talk
what they gone say
i hit the pedal til that muthafucka break
freaky bitches love the money i make
and to live like this
you muthafuckas gotta pay
so let that shit burn
let that shit burn
let that shit burn
let that shit burn
gasoline,
the roof on fire, i'm only gettin' higher
50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles
i'm a let that shit burn

[big sean]
bitch, i had one shot of na blunt
ridin' til the wheels fell off and they tore it
i got green on top of green
diamonds lookin' like i grew it
d-town, the hood behind me like a king cobra

[meek mill]
burn, bitch
i let it burn bitch
my money straighta than a motherfuckin' perm bitch
no navigation, you can see that is my turn shit
shorty give me all that brain and still ain't never learn shit

[big sean]
oh that's your girl,
damn nigga you ain't learn shit
she naked in my studio
i'm on that howard stern shit
yep, i swear that mack 10 is barbell
finally famous, the cartel
hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got that new car smell
same shit, different day
i ain't broke no more, it's a different day
don't turn me down, i got shit to say
my purp strong like it's lifting weights
it sean don, sippin' chandon i got a bitch with them pom poms
my rolly don't tick tock, you shit sound like a time bomb
booom...
little bitch...

[big sean]
niggas want talk
what they gone say
i hit the pedal til that muthafucka break
freaky bitches love the money i make
and to live like this
you muthafuckas gotta pay
so let that shit burn

[meek mill]
let that shit burn
let that shit burn
let that shit burn
gasoline,
the roof on fire, i'm only gettin' higher
50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles
i'm a let that shit burn

[meek mill]
niggas want talk
what they gone say
i hit the pedal til that muthafucka break
freaky bitches love the money i make
and to live like this
you muthafuckas gotta pay
so let that shit burn
let that shit burn
let that shit burn
let that shit burn
gasoline,
the roof on fire, i'm only gettin' higher
50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles
i'm a let that shit burn... burn

As you notice, we don't have the full precise Big Sean Ft Meek Mill - Burn Lyrics. But if you happen to have some parts or maybe the full lyrics, please put it on the comment below or submit the lyrics directly. You can also suggest songs that are not in this blog yet.

Song/Lyrics Information:

Artist: Big Sean

Title: Burn

Length: 3:45

Type: Full

Album: Dream Chasers 2/G.O.O.D Fridays

Genre: Rap

Producer: Jahlil Beats

Featured Artists: Meek Mill

Meek Mill - Ready Or Not Lyrics

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Meek Mill has just dropped another banger via Shade 45 radio. This one's titled "Ready Or Not" and it samples Enya's "Boadicea". Dream Chasers 2 is currently the most anticipated release from MMG this year!

New Ready Or Not Lyrics from LatestVL. "Ready Or Not" video recorded by Meek Mill is located above.

ready or not, here i come
you can’t hide, nigga i’m too damn fly
sippin’ all of this purple got me too damn high
they say they got pretty soon but got too damn size
i’m like niggas ain’t loyal, niggas ain’t loyal
all these voices in my head sayin’ niggas ain’t for you
and when you get money these niggas aim for you
and when it’s lookin’ sunny these niggas rain on you
it’s a dark cloud over me, money took control of me
i’m barely gettin’ tired to sing my song unless you heard of me
baby momma trippin’ out
i tell her to work with me
i’m on probation still, stackers niggas wanna murder me
and lately i’ve been gettin’ faded (faded)
got a couple armies out cuz them niggas hate me
and all the bitches wanna fuck cuz the nigga made
i’m gettin’ paper, hot coated, double figurator

young niggas gettin’ money
young niggas gettin’ money
young niggas gonna get it yeah
and then the dang bang chain
but the bezel on my runny and diamonds in my chain

young rich nigga caught a millie worth of juice
bad bitch with me tryna blow me like a fuse
just to get a bag and maybe a pair of shoes
and he crazy with your lady if do for a pair of louves
big dreams turn to big things
i’ve been waitin’ on this day since i was 16
in the kitchen with them things tryna make a killin’
we in the better now, ever mind i’m makin’ millions
and these niggas talkin’ rappers cuz they think i’m chillin’
‘til i put some money on their head, yea make them feel it
how they on, honest dog like they never knew ‘em
i have a merely walk upon when we run into ‘em
clothes wearin’ shorty, have to put the sun through ‘em
so i hope you ready cuz we’re heavy and we’re comin’ for ya

young niggas gettin’ money
young niggas gettin’ money
young niggas gonna get it yeah
and then the dang bang chain
but the bezel on my runny and diamonds in my chain

the meek shall inherit the earth
so imma own this bitch until i’m buried in dirt
i only rode with niggas that would carry me to my hurse
blesses for my grandma, she carry me to that church
and i don’t know why, i just feel like i’m the one
they level me in fit but now look what i become
or should i say cocaine? mom i doin’ it for the fame
i thought will they never make it but a winner gets the grain
charges allyed in my name, says allegiance to my character
life’s a bitch, she cheated on me but i married her
niggas gettin’ murdered, this shit is gettin’ scarier
got in all the potholes, jumpin’ all the perrier’s
bitch! i feel like i just got in that pussy
said she wanna be a star, that’s why she brought me that pussy
tryna win, says she ain’t the mux winner
that’s why i take the time, just to play ‘er much thinner
cuz i’d never cold like not the winter
not the weather, i’m talkin’ about within us
you for that money? see as they kick a man and a friend
they get this man in the fight, i’m just like the pigeon
so every day that i wake up, my undivided attention
they go to get my cake up and stayin’ out of them prisons
yea, the system made me stronger
the bein’ broke just gave me my hunger

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Song/Lyrics Information:

Artist: Meek Mill

Title: Ready Or Not

Length: 3:51

Type: Full Radio Rip

Album: Dream Chasers 2

Genre: Rap

Producer: N/A

Featured Artists: N/A

Waka Flocka - Guns Blam Lyrics Ft Meek Mill

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Another leak has been unveiled off Waka Flocka's upcoming mixtape from The Syndicate's "Baller of The Year". This track is titled "Guns Blam" with Meek Mill's verse going hard in this one!

New Guns Blam Lyrics from LatestVL. "Guns Blam" video recorded by Waka Flocka is located above.

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Song/Lyrics Information:

Artist: Waka Flocka

Title: Guns Blam

Length: 4:13

Type: Full CDQ

Album: Baller Of The Year mixtape

Genre: Rap

Producer: N/A

Featured Artists: Meek Mill