Meek Mill - Freestyle Dada & Meek Mill (polo and shell top remix) lyrics

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Meek Mill - Freestyle Dada & Meek Mill (polo and shell top remix) lyrics

Yeah Yeah.... Freestyle Dada I remember.... [Verse 1] - Freestyle Dada I remember time n***as used to laugh Just because they see me hanging with the south They try and use me hang with the girls Just to get some POLO AND SOME SHELL TOPS Vampy world But the world is hott But it ain't hotter than that choppa when them shells drop Man I being seeing b**hes blocking and they better rot See me hiding and then tripping till 12'oclock 911 And they bow down Heading to the top never going down You standing to your momma who don't calm down Cos n***as gonna trip What you doing now Standing with the hoes Spending all my dim Riding with the folks But they riding with girl You tracking all my cell To know what i got And n***as you tripping,so f** what you got Get the banging and a piece Money and a polo You sneezing all the greze Got the money and the dollar Rolling with the yeast,men you need a lot of powder Spanking b**hes in their a**,men you need a new brother like.... [Hook] This how it goes down in the jungle Where n***as learn to shoot before they could rumble Cops rushing, they gon' kick in the front door And if they chase you better hope you don't stumble I wanted Polo with some shell tops I just wanted Polo and some shell tops And I was out there tryna sell rocks Cause I wanted Polo and some shell tops [Verse 2] MEEK MILL I done seen close neighbors lose hope Fall victim to the streets and start to use dope I used to load my gun before I went to school first It's crazy n***as wanna k** me, we was cool first And when it comes to friends you can't let 'em too close That's why they call 'em close friends, you turn your back they move first And I just bought a new Ghost, and a crib out on that new coast And it all started from a dolla Running from the law, scuffing up my Pradas Crack all in my draws, tryna make a profit All I wanted was some shells and some Polo for my closet, Awhhh Drug money, turn to blood money I only roll with n***as that'll take a slug for me No matter what it is, I'mma pay that bail money To get my n***as right, my n***as for life! [Hook] This how it goes down in the jungle Where n***as learn to shoot before they could rumble Cops rushing, they gon' kick in the front door And if they chase you better hope you don't stumble I wanted Polo with some shell tops I just wanted Polo and some shell tops And I was out there tryna sell rocks Cause I wanted Polo and some shell tops

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