Meek Mill — Ball To Da Max

[Intro: Meek Mill] Dream team! Here we go again! We do this! [Verse 1: Meek Mill] 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! [Chorus: Meek Mill] 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 [Verse 2: Meek Mill] Gotta go to court tomorrow, and I'm a wear my Audemar And shit all on the D.A., 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 [Chorus: Meek Mill] 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