Meek Mill - Ball To Da Max lyrics
Meek Mill [Robert Rihmeek Williams] Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Meek Mill - Ball To Da Max lyrics]
Dream team! Here we go again! We do this!
I got a neck full of hate
Wrist full of jealousy when I was 18
That's when I caught my first felony
Now, I'm in a Phantom
Just a cruising like Penelope
Dipping like the blue cheese and
Counting all the celery
All this bullshit coke
Fuck is niggas selling me?
They got me in the studio
Rapping making melodies
Just to get my cash back
Tryna get my stash back
Nightmares of being broke, man
I be having flashbacks nigga fuck my bitch
You better ask him where the cash at
All white Mazaradi, looking like a lab rat
Nigga broker than a Joke
Why you think you're laughed at?
I'm a rude boy, Top Shotta like Mad Max
We was at the club
She told me "Teach me how to dougie"
Took her to lofts
She told me "Teach me how to suck it"
She only wanna fuck me cuz she
Know I get that money
I don't know what that bitch thinking
She can't get a dollar from me!
We ball to da max, all we know is spend it
And go and get it back
She all on my dick cuz I make a lot of paper
And I know I'm winning cuz I
Make a lot of haters
Swag on 100, my wrist on froze
Money, cash, hoes that's all a nigga knows
I say money, cash
Hoes that's all a nigga knows
Gotta go to court tomorrow
And I'm a wear my Audemar
And shit all on the DA, kill em on a weekday
Only hit her once and now
She want an instant replay
I'm bout to start selling dick
Put it on EBay all the girls'll buy it
You should come and buy it
I'll let you eat it all put
You on my dick diet
Shit, I ain't just spitting bitch
I'm getting rich by it
Niggas say they getting money
Come around and get quiet
We ball to da max with it, I'm in a Maybach
I'm in the back with it
Shout out to lil he on the track with it
2 9s like a hit em Warren Sapp with it
Ok, I've been on my
Grind getting paper everyday
Shit, I think I'm married to the everyday
Nigga crossed the line, I'm a send em
Matter fact, Nah
I'm fucking all their bitches anyway
We ball to da max, all we know is spend it
And go and get it back
She all on my dick cuz I make a lot of paper
And I know I'm winning cuz I
Make a lot of haters
Swag on 100, my wrist on froze
Money, cash, hoes that's all a nigga knows
I say money, cash
Hoes that's all a nigga knows
Money, cash, hoes, that's all a nigga know
Money cash, hoes, that's all a nigga know
Money cash, hoes, that's all a nigga know
Nike flow I just do it, just do
It, just do it, just do it, just do it
I got a neck full of hate
Wrist full of jealousy when I was 18
That's when I caught my first felony
Now, I'm in a Phantom
Just a cruising like Penelope
Dipping like the blue cheese and
Counting all the celery
All this bullshit coke
Fuck is niggas selling me?
They got me in the studio
Rapping making melodies
Just to get my cash back
Tryna get my stash back
Nightmares of being broke, man
I be having flashbacks nigga fuck my bitch
You better ask him where the cash at
All white Mazaradi, looking like a lab rat
Nigga broker than a Joke
Why you think you're laughed at?
I'm a rude boy, Top Shotta like Mad Max
We was at the club
She told me "Teach me how to dougie"
Took her to lofts
She told me "Teach me how to suck it"
She only wanna fuck me cuz she
Know I get that money
I don't know what that bitch thinking
She can't get a dollar from me!
We ball to da max, all we know is spend it
And go and get it back
She all on my dick cuz I make a lot of paper
And I know I'm winning cuz I
Make a lot of haters
Swag on 100, my wrist on froze
Money, cash, hoes that's all a nigga knows
I say money, cash
Hoes that's all a nigga knows
Gotta go to court tomorrow
And I'm a wear my Audemar
And shit all on the DA, kill em on a weekday
Only hit her once and now
She want an instant replay
I'm bout to start selling dick
Put it on EBay all the girls'll buy it
You should come and buy it
I'll let you eat it all put
You on my dick diet
Shit, I ain't just spitting bitch
I'm getting rich by it
Niggas say they getting money
Come around and get quiet
We ball to da max with it, I'm in a Maybach
I'm in the back with it
Shout out to lil he on the track with it
2 9s like a hit em Warren Sapp with it
Ok, I've been on my
Grind getting paper everyday
Shit, I think I'm married to the everyday
Nigga crossed the line, I'm a send em
Matter fact, Nah
I'm fucking all their bitches anyway
We ball to da max, all we know is spend it
And go and get it back
She all on my dick cuz I make a lot of paper
And I know I'm winning cuz I
Make a lot of haters
Swag on 100, my wrist on froze
Money, cash, hoes that's all a nigga knows
I say money, cash
Hoes that's all a nigga knows
Money, cash, hoes, that's all a nigga know
Money cash, hoes, that's all a nigga know
Money cash, hoes, that's all a nigga know
Nike flow I just do it, just do
It, just do it, just do it, just do it