[Intro: Meek Mill]
I used to want all that shit, now I got it
I gotta think of some more shit to want, n***a
Oh!

[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I used to want a quarter bird 'til I got me a brick
I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz
I used to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick
You n***as said they wanted war, we started droppin' that shit
Like oh Lord, oh Lord!
She ridin' waves, I tell your bitch to surfboard
Surfboard, surfboard
She want the money, tell that hoe to work for it

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
I used to really want that hoe until I hit from the back
I started trappin', no hands, tried to get me a pack
I took my talents to South Philly, had to get me a sack
You n***as know you fuck around, Meek Milly gettin' you whacked
I used to want a pound of weed, I started flippin' that crack
Sellin' that dope, I went through hell bein' broke
A n***a called me, say he got it, I say front me in four
And he ain't heard from me since and now he smellin' the smoke
You fuckboy! Fuckboy!
N***as hatin', I'm like what the fuck for?
I'm in the 6, I'm ridin' with a plus 4
She a 10, I fuck her and all her friends, pussy n***a
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I used to want a quarter bird 'til I got me a brick
I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz
I used to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick
You n***as said they wanted war, we started droppin' that shit
Like oh Lord, oh Lord!
She ridin' waves, I tell your bitch to surfboard
Surfboard, surfboard
She want the money, tell that hoe to work for it

[Verse 2: Wale]
N***a, so tired of these lame n***as
Keep changin' on you like late winter
Springin' on you for a hoe or somethin'
My coat season and game different
Self made, self made n***a
Well dressed, well paid n***a
I daredevil err'day, n***a
Like Hell's Kitchen and faint vision, oh Lord!
Tell them n***as I'ma need a minute
Undefeated, young sneaker n***a
Hundred deep, you never see a n***a
Hennessy in moderation
But my n***as drinkin' like them Black Ink n***as
Hah, Dutch Ceaser n***a
Meanin' I cut and leaf a n***a
Get it? Dutch leaf a n***a
Scissors, clippers, please forgive me
Real n***a, hoes around me
Take bitches, repeat offender
Ho, ho, please don't let me
No, no, Easter pinkin'
I done prayed the rappers get the Actavis
So they can all go back to just sleepin' on me
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I used to want a quarter bird 'til I got me a brick
I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz
I used to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick
You n***as said they wanted war, we started droppin' that shit
Like oh Lord, oh Lord!
She ridin' waves, I tell your bitch to surfboard
Surfboard, surfboard
She want the money, tell that hoe to work for it

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
N***as lookin' at me when I step into the party
It's the 50 millionaire, mothafuckin' Don Dada
All my n***as on coke, all these bitches on molly
Half my n***as do both, you better get yourself some money
Catchin' feelings when I pull up in it.... rrrk!
Bad bitch, she a stripper, now she gettin' spinach
Now follow me, Balenciagas like they're Nikes, n***a
Fine bitches in the club, all wifeys, n***a
Now follow me, back to back, we in the Wraith, dog
Parkin' lot, chicken wings, then we skatin' off
Still headbussin' bitches, now I break you off
And if a n***a step to me, I'll break the law
Now follow me, front your boy and I'ma make you work
If I got the bitch a purse, she had to make it twerk
N***a, ridin' through the city, I remain alert
Cause these n***as full of envy and they tend to lurk
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I used to want a quarter bird 'til I got me a brick
I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz
I used to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick
You n***as said they wanted war, we started droppin' that shit
Like oh Lord, oh Lord!
She ridin' waves, I tell your bitch to surfboard
Surfboard, surfboard
She want the money, tell that hoe to work for it