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Meek Mill - Basic ***** Lyrics

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  • [Produced by Jahlil Beats]
  • [Intro]
  • When I say weakass, you say *****
  • Weakass *****, weakass *****
  • I don't want no basic *****es, basic *****es
  • I don't want no basic *****es, wait a minute mother*****er
  • [Hook: Meek Mill]
  • Rap niggas be talkin' hard
  • Talkin' shit till we pull your card
  • Take your chain, beat you up
  • ***** your *****, clean you up
  • My niggas wylin', we wylin', we wylin', wylin'
  • My niggas wylin', we wylin', we wylin', wylin'
  • My niggas wylin', we wylin', we wylin', wylin'
  • [Verse 1: Meek Mill]
  • I don't want no basic *****es
  • She ain't never ***** with a rich nigga
  • She told me that her ex was a ***** nigga
  • So I told her put me on the 'Gram though
  • Just to flex on that nigga with some real killers
  • And now he on my line talkin' reckless
  • I'm thinkin', should I slide or should I check him?
  • But I ain't goin' to war about no ***** though
  • But if you tryna you get wet then
  • Runnin' with my niggas on the low-low
  • We in the south side, talkin' mafioso
  • I be really outside, bustin' with my four-four
  • Right there on the south side, watching for the po-po
  • Sharper than a mother*****er
  • We gettin' money like a mother*****er
  • She suckin' dick for Red Bottoms
  • You bet some *****es call 'em bloodsuckers
  • Get it?
  • [Hook]
  • [Verse 2: Quavo]
  • I know exactly what Meek talkin' bout
  • I took your basic ass ho and then I nut on her mouth
  • Broke niggas you can stand to the left
  • Rich niggas to the right with their pistols out
  • Playin' with a cat, got her whiskers out
  • Got 'Rari's and Bentleys, and Fiskers out
  • Hold up, what the ***** this nigga talkin' bout?
  • Yo, Takeoff, pull the Mac-11 out
  • Young niggas wylin', 12 o'clock on a Friday
  • Pull up like Big Worm, I want my money Friday
  • And you can have your basic *****es
  • Because my hoes' siddity with fat ass and titties
  • [Hook]
  • [Verse 3: Takeoff]
  • Takeoff, I make the work disappear like a magician
  • Take that envy then stand in the kitchen, whip me up a chicken
  • I beat that pot like a chemist, money bat-bat like it's tennis
  • And free my niggas in penitentiaries, they locked in the system
  • I pray the Lord is my witness, nigga, I'm stackin' them benjis
  • Ever since they killed Pistol Pete my nigga, I turned to a menace
  • And all these diamonds around my neck, I put on two of them chinchillas
  • Drop my top in the winter, cash out at the Beverly Center
  • Go to my jeweler out in Cuba, get diamonds below temperature
  • Double cup my muddy trouble, I'm an Actavis citizen
  • *****es run around the lobby, boot 'em up, but no Timberlands
  • Your ***** pull up to my trap with no car
  • Like football she get penalties
  • [Hook]

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