Meek Mill - I Miss That lyrics

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Meek Mill - I Miss That lyrics

[Meek Millz:] Aye, Aye, I said tell mee (k) what's really goin' on Philly back up in this b**h I'm ready, I'm in my bag Sound like I turned and hit dem b**hes fast I wake up early in the morning and go get the cash Erry day on my birthday I be getting cake b*tch n***as talk about me when they see me never say sh** Shout (to) that n***a Puffy cause that Loco got me wasted Standin' on the top just blackin' out like I'm a racist Tip be gotta n***a on some f** a mixtape sh** Diddy gotta a n***a on some drink some Roc straight sh** We at? King and Diamonds? throwin money by the case? (b**h)? I just came back from jail, and I'm ballin' 'Bron James sh** Same sh** no different day Swagger blow ya b**h away I been gettin money like my block doin' a brick a day I know n***as dead broke But they jus' a lick away From runnin' in your crib, snatchin' yours, and bein' rich today, hey Hockey team on my wrist b**h Tell that ho to grab my dick and treat it like a lipstick Stunt so f**in' hard I make my hater have a hiss fit n***a you don't feel me you gone (going) smell me like a in scent I been sick, swine flu Matter fact no chicken poc Wonder how he feel I'm f**in' every single b**h he got I was at the bottom and I crept up on the tippy top Shinin' on these n***as like the diamonds in my wrist and watch I love Nicki Minaj I swear I admit it I hope one day I can f** her just to say I f**in' hit it And girl I'm f**in' serious I lick it 'fore I stick it If you ever hear this verse I'm on your top jus' like a fitted UHHH And Philly want dat back You won't even have a show you be in Philly comin' back I make sure I save you verses and put you on every track I swear to god girl I ain't lying I would k** it from the back Because I'm gone Yeah I know I"m drawin' If I can can get her now, then I jus' wait 'til I get on I don't want you to kiss me, I just wanted to bone, [x2] And you know I will take you down though All the way to the ground though If you wanted to keep your b**h you better not bring her 'round though If I tell her to hit me Then you know that she gone (going) She be screamin' she miss me 'Stead of callin' my phone, (hahaha) Oh sh** Mother f**er god damn Mah is you f**in' or not, like Cam I'm out Miami in the R A goin'? ham? P my pa**enger ? Remy? be stuntin' in the lamb' My n***a? Cooner? in the lamb' too Up and down on Collins, bendin' corners like we bamboo Stuntin' on my old hoes they see me be like damn boo Call me Jackie Turner all these hoes that I done ran through I'm gone I tell them b**hes that I'm GONE

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