philthy rich - free big meech lyrics
[verse 1: bandgang lonnie bands]
make your b-tch scream my neighborhood, huh
i’m on 59th, n-gg-, i’m in phil hood, huh
i’ma f-ck the lil’ b-tch on the wraith hood, huh
i’ma buy the whole batch if them pills good, ayy, ayy
i ain’t no n-gg- you can press, huh, huh
f-ck around, catch two in the chest, huh, ayy
i ain’t that n-gg- you can check, huh, huh
boy, you better have the vest, hold on, hold on
b-tch, i need the check, i don’t really want the s-x
if that p-ssy ain’t wet, i’m tryna slide in the vette
sold five ninety packs, plug said he impressed, huh
i’m lookin’ for an asian n-gg-, lookin’ for a mex, hold on
lookin’ for an asian ho, i heard they the best
i just fired my lil’ ghetto ho, that broke b-tch a mess
i just put twenty packs on the shh, they compress, huh
watch i make twenty turn to thirty, make it stretch, huh
i’ma cook it with the left arm, the right need a rest
need to put your right hand on, that n-gg- need some help
hoo, young n-gg-, i just cleared two checks, hold on
i just bought a lot of work, i ain’t even get fresh, hold on
[verse 2: philthy rich]
look, i’m on bail, lonnie on the run (i swear to god)
i done set a hundred b-tches down on the one (solid)
got a hundred .762’s in the drum (one hundred of ’em)
that b-tch got a switchblade stuffed in her bun (is that right?)
b-tch p-ssy still stink comin’ out the shower (b-tch)
she been turnin’ all these dates by the hour (it’s goin’ down)
she can’t take a break because i won’t allow her (uh-uh, b-tch)
on every sunday, b-tch, i be watchin’ power (it’s philthy)
gucci on the n-gg- like dapper dan (designer)
you ain’t never help a n-gg- stack a band (never)
cheese on your head like a packers fan (ayy, do that)
i carry three k’s like the cracker klan (it’s philthy)
real rice up in la (havin’ things)
back to back foreigns, no tailgate (foreign)
one day i had to roll up my cellmate (i had to)
a thousand eight grams what the scale say (thirty-six)
ayy, the streets don’t got no benefits (uh-uh, n-gg-)
you either sellin’ dope or you send a b-tch (run it up)
the goals to get rich and not lookin’ rich (broke n-gg-)
look what happened to big meech and money mitch (it’s philthy)
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