Paroles de I Be On That
[Intro: Meek Mill]Ass so fat I need a lapdance
Somebody tell the waitress bring some fuckin' racks in
The stripper run into the pole when we back in
All gold Trinidad James on my Aston
[Hook x2: French Montana]
Its me ho, its me ho
Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho
I be on that, I be on that
I be on that, I be on that
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Okay, I walk up in this bitch
I fuck shit up then I leave ho
Pay your car note or get some money for that weave ho
Forty-five hundred blow it there go double C's ho
Michael throw birkin bag if you tell me please ho
She gon' make that ass clap
Pop that for a real nigga
I'm gon' throw that cash back, drop that on them real bitches
Murder on that pussy ho
I can't lie I kill bitches
You gon' get like every back end
Ain't true if I deal with you
Young nigga ballin' like I fuckin hit the lottery Cause every time you see a nigga, I look like a robbery
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Uhh, Haah?
These bitches study my style on the Come Up DVD
Nicki Dibiase, D.D.T.
It's a rough ride, E.V.E.
But I win nigga, easy three
Bad Bitch, illegal
These ugly bitches is really boostin' my ego
It's me ho, it's me ho
I'm so fucking famous I can't do shit on the D-low
Ya'll got everybody infiltrating negros
I don't believe 'em they lyin' like Leos
Everything these bitches doing I already did it
Watch my World Star interviews, then they mimic
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3: Fabolous]
Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho
Back on my old shit, tell them niggas breathe ho
Cuban on my collar thats a Rollie on my sleeve ho
They be swagger jackin taking styles niggas thieves ho
I fuck then I heave ho
Killed that shit now grieve ho
And dont expect no gifts tomorrow, this ain't Christmas Eve ho
I tell her like them pens we gon' get rich you just better believe ho
I make them gator bags and minked coat pet peeve ho
I guess thats just me ho
Asain chick named me-ho
Do her shit, do my bitch then you come do me ho
I be on that, represent where you be born at
Real niggas can't beat em, then you gotta join that
Where my joint at?
[Hook x2]
Its me ho, its me ho
Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho
I be on that, I be on that
I be on that, I be on that
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Okay, I walk up in this bitch
I fuck shit up then I leave ho
Pay your car note or get some money for that weave ho
Forty-five hundred blow it there go double C's ho
Michael throw birkin bag if you tell me please ho
She gon' make that ass clap
Pop that for a real nigga
I'm gon' throw that cash back, drop that on them real bitches
Murder on that pussy ho
I can't lie I kill bitches
You gon' get like every back end
Ain't true if I deal with you
Young nigga ballin' like I fuckin hit the lottery Cause every time you see a nigga, I look like a robbery
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Uhh, Haah?
These bitches study my style on the Come Up DVD
Nicki Dibiase, D.D.T.
It's a rough ride, E.V.E.
But I win nigga, easy three
Bad Bitch, illegal
These ugly bitches is really boostin' my ego
It's me ho, it's me ho
I'm so fucking famous I can't do shit on the D-low
Ya'll got everybody infiltrating negros
I don't believe 'em they lyin' like Leos
Everything these bitches doing I already did it
Watch my World Star interviews, then they mimic
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3: Fabolous]
Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave ho
Back on my old shit, tell them niggas breathe ho
Cuban on my collar thats a Rollie on my sleeve ho
They be swagger jackin taking styles niggas thieves ho
I fuck then I heave ho
Killed that shit now grieve ho
And dont expect no gifts tomorrow, this ain't Christmas Eve ho
I tell her like them pens we gon' get rich you just better believe ho
I make them gator bags and minked coat pet peeve ho
I guess thats just me ho
Asain chick named me-ho
Do her shit, do my bitch then you come do me ho
I be on that, represent where you be born at
Real niggas can't beat em, then you gotta join that
Where my joint at?
[Hook x2]
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