Meek Mill - What We Doin’ lyrics

[Meek Mill - What We Doin’ lyrics]

What we doin', what we doin'?
Getting money, getting money!
What they're doin', what they're doin'?
Looking funny, looking funny!
We buy, we buy and they hate us, they hate us
I tell the DJ's going down!
What we doin', what we doin'?
Getting money, getting money!
What we doin', what we doin'?
Getting money, getting money!
What they're doin', what they're doin'?
Looking funny, looking funny! We and they
I tell the DJ's going down!
Is going down bitch, is going down!
Is going down bitch, is going down!
I tell the DJ's going down!
Back to business!
What we doin', what we doin'?
Getting money, getting money!
What they're doin', what they're doin'?
Looking funny, looking funny!
We buy, we buy and they hate us, they hate us
I tell the DJ's going down basement!
At first you see the fog, then you see the
The niggers stay stuck in
Line with the groupies what I do
You're wasting time
Skip their line and get to the bank
Closing our section, doing one thing
Tell the in the bar how
Many bottles she can bring
Got them loose, checking up the
Straight shots, we don't need no now put
Feeling who the hell cares?
You're at the bar, looking hot
Sweeping on a bear
My first time, my last time, yeah, I swear!

What we doin', what we doin'?
Getting money, getting money!
What they're doin', what they're doin'?
Looking funny, looking funny!
We buy, we buy and they hate us, they hate us
I tell the DJ's going down basement!
I tell the DJ's going down!
Is going down bitch, is going down!
Is going down bitch, is going down!
I tell the DJ's going down! Basement!
Smelling like a couple of pounds
That we bought in this small fucking town!
Fuck around
It's the boys rapping them all, fucking town
Heavy on the peggy on a
Cuatro, cinco
Stop telling that girl where she can't go!

Same old song, champagne, patrón
With a pretty girl coming home
Until the street lights up, spices out
Nice out i don't wanna a number one
I'll fuck for this night out

What we doin', what we doin'?
Getting money, getting money!
What they're doin', what they're doin'?
Looking funny, looking funny!
We buy, we buy and they hate us, they hate us
I tell the DJ's going down basement!
I tell the DJ's going down!
Is going down bitch, is going down!
Is going down bitch, is going down!
I tell the DJ's going down! Basement!
Now put them up in the air!
With the puff in the air!
Let the pretty girls go!
Ain't no cuffs in here
Us in the club, making love up in there! Is
Waist, nice feet, long hair, pretty face
And I'm
She gotta a big ass, look at her, fade back
See a come as one, you gotta take that
And where we're going, what we're doing?
Where we're going, what we're doing?
Where we at? Condos! Who we've got?
And the money is never an issue

What we doin', what we doin'?
Getting money, getting money!
What they're doin', what they're doin'?
Looking funny, looking funny!
We buy, we buy and they hate us, they hate us
I tell the DJ's going down basement!
I tell the DJ's going down!
Is going down bitch, is going down!
Is going down bitch, is going down!
I tell the DJ's going down! Basement!

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