Meek Mill - Pizza Boy lyrics

[Verse 1: Chip] Okay I'm Lethal like Bizzle Kick no Rizzle Roll up a swish and put the green in the middle I met your girl she was all up on a n***a I don't even wanna f** her I give her the finger fiddle You hating on Chip? Up goes the middle I can make it rain, leave you in a drizzle Yeah I'm on a ball, yeah n***a dribble Don't sleep on a brother bars wipe away the dribble Yeah, I like girls and clubs Step up in a party everybody show me love Your ex left you empty? I can fill you up On that note tell me baby girl where's your cup You know we nuh tek backchat Fa**i boy get one cap, snapback All you do is act bad, triples can't back that Show up like the pizza boy, yo where the cash at? [Hook: Chip] On your marks, get set, go go go One day I'm gonna blow blow blow Hey that was money on the phone Pizza Boy, Aw yeah we getting dough Pizza Boy, Aw yeah we getting dough Pizza Boy, Aw yeah we getting dough On your marks, get set, go go go Pizza Boy, Aw yeah we getting dough [Verse 2: Meek Mill] Ugh, I eat ya boy I show up to ya crib like the pizza boy Everyday I'm super fresh like it was Easter, boy And I got blood dripping all up on my sneakers, boy Hold up, all the bad b**hes wanna go go go Cause everybody know I'm finna blow blow blow They call me Santa Clause on the low low low Cause I make it reindeer on a ho ho ho She don't s**y s**y Then we don't f**y f**y If I ever eat your p**y shorty you might just be lucky And I be fryin' chicken Ain't been in no Kentucky But I'm racing like a derby and it's 'Rari with the buggy Eyes on it, murder my opponent Tell a bad b**h fall through and hop on it My whip like a stadium ain't got a top on it And my wrist cost a bird you could put a block on it Tell 'em Chip [Hook] [Verse 3: Chip] Oh, Aw yeah we getting dough Chip and Meek Milly had to get 'em with the flow Look if she ain't giving blow then she don't get to go From North Side to Philly hell yeah we on a roll Oh, bad b**hes on deck Cash cash cash boy me na take cheque Drop hit after hit after hit after hit And that pizza gonna come, Domino Effect Yes, n***a everything's nice When you get the pizza everybody wanna slice f**ing with the pizza might catch you a slice Shots, boom bye bye, bye Yeah, so f** what you think mate Girls dyke, drink straight Pizza Boy I delivered the hot sh** Hustle Gang, Maybach b**h forgot this [Hook]