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Sunday
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Meek Mill
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(AJ Stay Workin, on God) (Run that back, Turbo) All of my foreigns got luxurious speed, I could hit on the freeway I ain't givin' no help, I know how to play deaf I dont talk to the D.A Met yo b*t*h in the strip, wit' my d**k on her lip, and her nut lookin' like toothpaste If we hop in da' whip, with sixteen in the clip, that boy gon see his due date Got hunnids', on hunnids', on hunnids', on hunnids', I keep me some blue racks If it's your comma, it cost me a couple of commas, I got it in two days Lot of garments, designer, and 'Coste, I'm rockin' this sh*t on the runway Livin' life and I love it, won't trade it for nothin', thank God every Sunday Do what they don't, and I ball when I want, and these n***as don't like it When I step on the scene it's me, I'm so fresh and so clean, I know they gon' bite it Pockets full of blue cheese, I'm smokin' on Biscotti weed, I'm tryna get the highest If you playin' with me, I make sure don't nobody eat, you goin' on a diet Yeah, we ain't goin' on a diet, call up the dealer and order the Cayennes True what I do, why the f**k is you lyin'? Keep me a tool, 'cause the world steady dyin' You not from the city, you live in Mt. Zion I can't leave the spot without havin' that iron Keep this sh*t quiet, don't speak through the vine Free all my dogs on the road doin' time Young Wunna the man, I'm touching my fam, my touch is the Midas Swear to God we ain't playin', keep us a hot minivan, the block, we can light it Louis bag full of bands, I keep me a lil' hunnid' gram, ain't nothin' excitin' Out the jungle, I pull out the lion We got somethin' to sell and we buyin' All of my foreigns got luxurious speed, I could hit on the freeway I ain't givin' no help, I know how to play deaf I dont talk to the D.A Met yo b*t*h in the strip, wit' my d**k on her lip, and her nut lookin' like toothpaste If we hop in da' whip, with sixteen in the clip, that boy gon see his due date Got hunnids', on hunnids', on hunnids', on hunnids', I keep me some blue racks If it's your comma, it cost me a couple of commas, I got it in two days Lot of garments, designer, and 'Coste, I'm rockin' this sh*t on the runway Livin' life and I love it, won't trade it for nothin', thank God every Sunday Woah, how you havin'? F**kin' bad b*t*hes, [?] How you livin'? 42 shots got me way out of character How you did it? Came in this b*t*h, I was banging her barriers Who you datin'? I got the baddest lil' b*t*h in America I tried not to brag, boast Even though I'm like the last G.O.A.T Dash through record, break this sh*t, take it down like a bad post She was playin' so I broke her heart, now she mad put some [?] I was drippin' in the Saint Laurent, Cartier bust the Santons Jumpin' in and out of Lambos', runnin' in and out of [?] Totin' choppas with extendos, puttin' models in the friendzone Milly rocking in the end zone, Richard Millie, got a 'Benz on She gon' f**k me but her friends on, I'ma f**k her put my mans up All of my foreigns got luxurious speed, I could hit on the freeway I ain't givin' no help, I know how to play deaf I dont talk to the D.A Met yo b*t*h in the strip, wit' my d**k on her lip, and her nut lookin' like toothpaste If we hop in da' whip, with sixteen in the clip, that boy gon see his due date Got hunnids', on hunnids', on hunnids', on hunnids', I keep me some blue racks If it's your comma, it cost me a couple of commas, I got it in two days Lot of garments, designer, and 'Coste, I'm rockin' this sh*t on the runway Livin' life and I love it, won't trade it for nothin', thank God every Sunday
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