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Artiste : Rick Ross & Meek Mill
Titre : 800 Karats
I know they don´t like me, niggas say I think I´m arrogant
I can´t bring my Philly niggas with me, they like terrorists (Brrt)

Pop out, I got twenty bitches with me and I´m sharin´ ´em
That is not my lady, ho my baby, she my surrogate
Gave her twenty racks, she like, "Period"
Pussy cracked, super wet like a Aquarius
I asked her what´s her sign, and she said, "Meek, a Sagittarius
I told you twenty times, this pussy makin´ you delirious"
I´m serious, they cannot figure where he is
They cannot figure how I built this shit up like the pyramids
I figure-four a model bitch (Yeah)
For an experience
Was in an SEL, that bitch be growlin´, fast and furious (Woo)
I got everything, for real
These niggas know how I came, for real

Fuck me once, she came, for real
Fuck me twice, I came Chanel
I do not like rappin´ with these rappers, they be playin´, for real
And I do not be playin´, for real
I came with niggas that came to kill, on gang

(M-M ) This the biggest
(Huh) This the biggest
(Huh) This the biggest
(M-M )

Fisher island, I drop the top, I got two bitches smilin´ (Hahaha)
Get a pilot, I´m takin´ off, I´m talkin´ different mileage

Mozambique, hit up my dawg, we diggin´ for some diamonds
Me and Meek got all in on tellers who look the brightest (Woo)
Bitches slide, won´t come back (Huh)
Just to come give me they neck (Huh)
I just play with finesse, then I tell ´em what´s next
I´m as rich as they come, I´ma get me some checks (Boss)
I could live on the run, I got cribs on the West (Maybach Music)
I´m the best where I´m from ´cause I did it the best
All the bodies that we done done, know that come with respect (Huh)
Get a dog check, woo, get a dog check, woo
I put some money on you niggas, pray to God, yes

In the Mecca, I´m David Beckham, better say your lecture
All the livin´, I´m goin´ extra, makin´ sure it´s epic
Goldman Sax, I never asked, but you gon´ respect it
Rohan Marley, I´m smokin´ godly, pettin´ on my leopard
I don´t fuck with YouTubers
Still do cocaine manuevers
All you could´ve been records
Druski know who the ruthless
I get praise like a Buddhist
Long as yayo keep movin´
Brick of lab in my two-seater lookin´ like it´s a movie (Ah)