Million Dollar Trap
Meek Mill, Rick Ross
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Back drawin' again (Atl Jacob he a fuckin' millionaire) Party at the penthouse Tell them hoes, "If you ain't fuckin', y'all gotta get out" Yeah Ownership, this ain't no rent out We ain't flashing no guns These niggas gon' die, we pull that stick out (y'all gon' die) I ain't tryna throw no ones Tryin' to take a bitch home, and pay her rent out Nigga ain't really nobody, you turn into a body if I put a hit out Twin bad bitches in a lobby waitin' for me, I gotta slip out Heavenly shit on my body, I'm like a virgin who ain't even been out Godly Shorty had surprised me, she said she wanted molly I keep on swiping this black card, they keep on checkin' my ID Most these niggas, they act hard, till shit turn to a robbery Got real shooters in my backyard and rain things like Kyrie Okay One of my hoes wanted breakfast on water, I sent her to Bali My hood lil' bitch ain't never seen nothing Get happy when we go to hibachis Tracker on the car, I move so quick, so fast they can't even find me Back on your door, got southside hitters that's with me, get real, real slimey (Grimey) Huh, I'ma give these niggas something they can talk about, okay My young nigga put on 'levens just to walk 'em down, okay Once you say it's up, it's nothing we can talk about, no way If he hate too much, or pose a threat, I tell my youngin', "Go spray" Party at the penthouse Tell them hoes, "If you ain't fuckin', y'all gotta get out" Yeah Ownership, this ain't no rent out Niggas We ain't flashing no guns These niggas gon' die, we pull that stick out Brick of lab, walk in the jeweler just to pick up bags Caught a feelin' and spent a million on your fickle ass In the bed, I'm getting head with my pen and pad Winnipeg, arm and a leg when in my candy rag Seated throne, I feel at home with my Nia Long Smell like money when you around me, so it's free cologne Rich as f*ck, to keep it real, bitch, I need some more Friend or foe, the way I'm moving, will I live to know? Am I pinnacle? No Am I cynical? Yes Am I swimming in dope? Can you get it for less? It's too good to be true, why so calm and collect Hoes in Coconut Grove, I like calling for sex Biggest Party at the penthouse Tell them hoes, "If you ain't fuckin', y'all gotta get out" Yeah Ownership, this ain't no rent out We ain't flashing no guns These niggas gon' die, we pull that stick out
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Written by: William Roberts, Robert Williams
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