Meek Mill - Everyday (Feat. Rick Ross) lyrics

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Meek Mill - Everyday (Feat. Rick Ross) lyrics

[Featuring: Rick Ross] [Meek Mill] I got these n***as hating on me, but I dont give a f** Because they b**hes waiting for me, Im just counting all this money And buying all these hammers So when these n***as play I let my shooters go bananas Diamonds flashing like a camera, my whip sound like a monster My b**h got on that sh**, she got a million dollar sponsor These n***as getting sicker, somebody call the doctor Cause all this blood dripping 20 racks I Louis Vuitton that I got dolce & gabana, Gucci, Louie, Prada Fly as hell white socks boy, I got a lot of And cabanas, thats where theyll prolly find us Sayonara to your honor [Rick Ross] I spoil them b**hes, I am play them n***as Wipe my a** with them riches like its some toilet tissues f** with the winter, mix in the winter Feel the d**h of you millionaire, Meek be that n***a You n***as hating, my n***as balling Popping fans counting dollars, buying them Magnum bottles My b**h is patient, your b**h is born f**ed her that Friday night, we both wake up on Sunday morn [Meek Mill] Young n***a lot of cash, bad b**h lot of a** Lamborghini kinda fast, it got his head Made me bring them sticks out, AK with the These n***as is kinda nice, which means that they kinda act I be on all kinds of sh**, boy I get all kinds of cash Monday Im wear Jayz, Tuesday in my Prada bag Wednesday I go Louis Vuitton, and say how youve been I say doing hard, I go hard like 2 LeBrons I hit the booth, no Im superman, my b**h is super fly I make her head on wanna k** herself, suicide A n***a play me, he know its do or die Cause I got a big Mac, in that b**h we super size Rolling with our hundred group, boy I got a hundred juice Bout to f** a hundred hoes, all the b**hes coming soon Tell them that Im coming now, tell them Ima come Bought my Chevy super hot, I named her summer juice [Rick Ross] I spoil them b**hes, I am play them n***as Wipe my a** with them riches like its some toilet tissues f** with the winter, mix in the winter Feel the d**h of you millionaire, Meek be that n***a You n***as hating, my n***as balling Popping fans counting dollars, buying them Magnum bottles My b**h is patient, your b**h is born f**ed her that Friday night, we both wake up on Sunday morn [Meek Mill] We got it Rose, hose He said that I was like ok She said give me money, I was like no way She got mad and touched my phone and ain't no work giving in no pay Im like be gone b**h, be gone b**h I pop a turn on my switch Them b**hes ain't on that, n***a cause they on this You put them on money and I put them on dick [Rick Ross] I spoil them b**hes, I am play them n***as Wipe my a** with them riches like its some toilet tissues f** with the winter, mix in the winter Feel the d**h of you millionaire, Meek be that n***a You n***as hating, my n***as balling Popping fans counting dollars, buying them Magnum bottles My b**h is patient, your b**h is born f**ed her that Friday night, we both wake up on Sunday morn

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