Imani Beau - Meadow Hill lyrics

Hook: Working in the meadow Working , working She's working in the meadow Working in the meadow Working , working She's working in the meadow Working (she's working) Its working in the meadow Surfing( she's surfing) For certain in the meadow Working (She's working) She's perfect in the meadow Working (she's working) She's working , she's working Verse 1: Get it how you living , I ain't tripping Shorty you know how you do On your hands and your knees in the meadow You know how to move And if your n***a tripping , then dismiss him Shorty you know how he do Then dance for me and bring it to the meadow Always stripping in the district , you ain't switching See you sticking to the crew Bring em bands to me and whip in new stilettos The kid about to get it from the city where the k**ers trained to shoot (throw your hands for me , your hands for me) Oh yeah, See you stripping and he tipping under strobe lights Don't get offended how you living its your own life Got credentials with the benjamins , the whole 9 And your n***a in the penitentiary for life And your kid in elementary bout four/five Got to feed him , how you eating ? Take pride in your work girl Ye ain't tired of the lines in your work girl ? Big tipper , Big spender , Big pimpin , Big Interest Big poppa remember september We gon getcha out the projects Move to Dacula Heard its cooler Hawaiian dine and Wine coolers Open house in the hooters Mami Chula , Pull up , Pull Up ! (Hook) Imani Beau [Bridge]: I tried my best to please The tease (I love it) I Love it when you watch me I love ( I love it ) Verse 2: Thought that he was for it , im supporting Where he at now ? Flourish in the forefront , started from the background Bet I ball without a sport from recording I'm reporting from the cash now All the days in auditoriums boring sporting cap gowns Started as tourist in your temple , I was tempted ..I'm your man now All the fans in the crowd and they friends chant im the man now All my homies at the table with the bread and bu*ter rolling with the camp now (T$ME) If you see it, want it , buy it ..you ain't got to camp out In the village with the children , chilling bout to pull up to the villa Cept I ain't got a villa or a million , just a vision and a stone cold feeling Whether an Arm or a Leg and a Leg or an Arm and a Head (ALLAH) All praise to the almighty , god body you could get it live in the flesh To my wonderful women . woman a rib i'll give Slave to the decimal and live by a check Checking for the revenue a reverend repenting your sins But a priest dont practice what he preach You on your knees still adhering to s** Holy Geez , Six degrees away from the best Moving out the ghetto On an intercontinental When it mellows Dont forget where you've been