Meek Mill
Who the fuq is Stevie J
[Intro]
Who the fuck this n***a Stevie J?
Who the fuck!? Is Stevie J?
Philly!
(Jahill Beats Holla at me)
[Verse 1]
These n***as pussy can't respect these n***a (Pussy)
They finna make me drop a check on n***as (Fuck them n***as)
I heard these n***as actin' foul now (Foul now)
Till we slide up on them put that tech on n***as (Here we go)
Ever since I got some money they been acting funny (wooh)
I got married to that paper, holy matrimony (wooh)
My n***as shooting better back up off me
Times changed now my mom and em all got matching Rollies
Every n***a round' me on one (On one)
Every bitch around me on dope (On coke)
Countin' up this money with my Rollies (With my Rollie n***a)
And the forecast says it more snow
Every time we hear the load drop
We be making hoes drop
Lil' bit of baking soda
Bring it back a whole lot
And we got them pills if
N***as like to Perc pop
I got n***as uptown
We're down to get served out
I be with my real n***as screaming gang gang
Ridin' dirty with the 30, let it hang hang
Time to pull up on you with yo main thang
I done seen the money make these bitches do some strange things
[Chorus]
I'ma get money (Get money)
Get to it (Get to it)
We winning (Winning)
They losing (Losing)
They hating (They hate)
I knew it (I knew it)
Flooded the Jesus (flooded the Jesus)
No Judas
Wooh, woooh, wooh
I been out Miami for a week (For a week)
I got double seats all in my 6 (on my 6)
Get your bitch some shoes like Cinderella (Cinderella)
She gon' treat this D like she a beast
[Verse 2]
Money, power, respect
Shit I live like what I rap
All these n***as that got murked
Shit we did bout' that check
Make me run up on you n***as
Snatch that shit up off your neck
Super-soak that AK
All you n***as gon' get wet
I hear everybody talking like they shooters (Like they shooters)
Popping shit from their computers
But if they act like bitches
When we see em that's how we do em
Everytime I see a hater I be thinking hallelujah
I'm still moving with the same n***as
On the same shit
Tell me why my side hoe
Better than your main bitch?
Tell me why my side hoe
Doesn't speak no English?
You ain't talking money n***a, you don't speak my language. Ho! (Who the fuq is Stevie J?)
These n***as pussy can't respect these n***as. (Pussy)
They finna make me drop a check on n***as. (Fuck them n***as)
I heard these n***as actin' foul now. (Foul now)
Till we slide up on them put that tech on n***as
[Chorus]
I'ma get money (Get money)
Get to it (Get to it)
We winning (Winning)
They losing (Losing)
They hating (They hate)
I knew it (I knew it)
Flooded the Jesus (flooded the Jesus)
No Judas
Wooh, woooh, wooh
I been out Miami for a week (For a week)
I got double seats all in my 6 (on my 6)
Get your bitch some shoes like Cinderella (Cinderella)
She gon' treat this D like she a beast