Meek Mill — Prolli

[Intro: Meek Mill] Conway Conway, Flamers And he say (I, I, I, I, I) Get 'em, get 'em Get 'em (I got 'em) Get 'em (I got 'em) Get 'em (I got 'em) Get 'em I, I, I, I [Hook: Meek Mill] And I be probably with your bitch (Hey), probably in the whip Probably riding through the strip in the Impala '96 Purple label on my sweater, and it's Prada on my kicks You know she probably on my dick because I'm probably the shit And I'm like, what it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for? Yo, what it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for? Baby, I'll give you what you need You don't need to learn your alphabet to know that I'm a G Cause we ball 'til we fall, spend it just like we print it Ain't no tricking if you ain't got it, we got it, so come and get it Ayo, what it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for? What it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for? [Verse 1: Meek Mill] Swag on a hundred (Hundred), jewels on bling Every time I does they know I do's my thing I'm so fly like without no wings Got your bitch trying to slide like she on "Soul Train" (Hoo!) First pop bottles and then we pop models (Models) Husky 550 black 'Lac with the goggles Shit I got these bitches trying to hit me like the lotto Cause they heard I'm throwing numbers Tell me get them then I got them (I got 'em) Got 'em, I'ma get 'em, my niggas gon' hit 'em Change hoes like they clothes, then every day, I'ma switch 'em Cole Hamels, I'ma pitch you, my niggas gon' home-run 'em (Run 'em) Strike them three times, I probably ain't gon' want them, ha! [Hook: Meek Mill] And I be probably with your bitch (Hey), probably in the whip Probably riding through the strip in the Impala '96 Purple label on my sweater, and it's Prada on my kicks You know she probably on my dick because I'm probably the shit And I'm like, what it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for? Yo, what it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for? Baby, I'll give you what you need You don't need to learn your alphabet to know that I'm a G 'Cause we ball 'til we fall, spend it just like we print it It ain't tricking if you ain't got it, we got it, so come and get it Ayo, what it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for? What it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for? [Verse 2: Oschino] Ugh, Lamborghini low, I got that Polo on my shirt I tell that bitch "Goodbye" if she ain't fucking on the first... Date, skate, I'm the nigga with the cake I need a young'un' with a wet mouth that love to suck snake Crib super big and the whip is super fast I'm a super-duper star, I need a bitch, super bad What it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for? I could leave you wet like a mopped-up kitchen floor Big money, big boys, all we like is big shit Pockets full of Bisquick, wrist on some sick shit Boss, floss like he fighting gingivitis Everything I touch turn gold—King Midas [Hook: Meek Mill] And I be probably with your bitch (Hey), probably in the whip Probably riding through the strip in the Impala '96 Purple label on my sweater, and it's Prada on my kicks You know she probably on my dick because I'm probably the shit And I'm like, what it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for? Yo, what it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for? Baby, I'll give you what you need You don't need to learn your alphabet to know that I'm a G 'Cause we ball 'til we fall, spend it just like we print it It ain't tricking if you ain't got it, we got it, so come and get it Ayo, what it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for? What it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for? (Yeah) [Verse 3: Meek Mill] I say Osama to Obama (Bomber), the B don't get her If P don't hit her, then something was wrong with her I don't make love to her, I fuck her, I long-dick her From the back of the back I hit it I'm home with it 'Cause I'm way better than Mayweather She told me every time I'm in it, the pussy way wetter I trade cheddar (Cha-ching) What it's hitting for? Shawty what you sipping on Patrón got me gone, bitch bad to the bone (Bad) Probably with your bitch (Probably), probably in the whip And if I got her on some shit you know she probably sucking dick (Sucking) Purple label on my sweater, and it's Prada on my kicks I got some diamonds on my wrist 'cause I be flyer than a bitch, like [Hook: Meek Mill] And I be probably with your bitch (Hey), probably in the whip Probably riding through the strip in the Impala '96 Purple label on my sweater, and it's Prada on my kicks You know she probably on my dick because I'm probably the shit And I'm like, what it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for? Yo, what it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for? Baby, I'll give you what you need You don't need to learn your alphabet to know that I'm a G Cause we ball 'til we fall, spend it just like we print it It ain't tricking if you ain't got it, we got it, so come and get it Ayo, what it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for? What it's hitting for? Shawty, what it's hitting for?