Meek Mill, French Montana, Fabolous - I B on Dat lyrics

Fabolous [John David Jackson]

[Meek Mill, French Montana, Fabolous - I B on Dat lyrics]

Ass so fat I need a lap dance
Somebody tell the waitress bring
Some fuckin' racks in
The strippers runnin' to the pole
When we back in
All gold Trinidad James on my Aston

It's me ho, it's 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
It's me ho, it's 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

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 bag and every
Shoe if I deal with you
Young nigga ballin' like I
Fuckin hit the lottery
You just want the money shorty
You ain't gotta lie to me
All these nigga hatin' on me
Know they wanna body me
Cause every time you see Meek Milly
I look like a robbery

It's me ho, it's 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
It's me ho, it's 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

Uhh, haan these bitches study my style on
The Come Up DVD nicki Dibiase, DDT
It's a rough ride, EVE
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
Y'all got everybody infiltrating negroes
I don't believe 'em they lying like Leos
Everything these bitches doing
I already did it
Watch my WorldStar interviews
Then they mimic

It's me ho, it's 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
It's me ho, it's 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

Walk up in this bitch
I fuck shit up then I leave ho
Back on my old shit
Tell them niggas breathe ho (Breathe)
Cuban on my collar that's 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 don't 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 that's just me, ho
Asian chick named Miho
Do her shit, do my bitch
Then you come do me, ho
I be on that
Representin' where you be born at
Real niggas can't beat em, gotta join that
Where my joint at?

It's me ho, it's 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
It's me ho, it's 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

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