Niggas In Paris (freestyle) Lyrics - Dreamchasers - Meek Mill

Ball so hard, muthaf-ckas wanna fine me 

These niggas can't find me 

Cause I'm probably in the air 

Cuttin' through the clouds in a Lear G-5′in 

Bitch nigga, we mobbin' 

Rich nigga, we buyin', any bitch we wanna 

And it go 'room when I hit that corner in a batmobile 

Trap for real, bullets hit ya head 

Make ya head go still 

Niggas always ask why you rap so real 

Cause I be in the trap sellin' crack pills? 

Got them racks on I'll, money so sick 

I don't give a fuck who you run and go get 

Ross with a boat cause I wanna go fish 

With his all yellow rolli got these niggas so pissed 

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Shittin' on these niggas where my toilet 

Jordan's, you ain't never seen 'em cause I'm ballin' 

Board as shit, I spent be so retarded 

Cause I don't even write 

I'm just recording 

Got an AP, Rolex, Cartier to the Hublot 

I ain't even have to hit the bank 

I bought this shit from a few shows 

With a new hoe in my view so... beautiful, I see a few hoes 

Anchorman, that forecast 

I say it's coming and they move the snow 

Ha, got a young bitch look like Nicki tho (Nicki tho) 

I said could ya keep a secret just like Vicki tho 

I let her sip Ciroc and hit the sticky tho 

Told her she can kiss my neck but just don't give me no hickies ho 

Cause my baby momma be trippin' 

All these ones I be whippin' 

All this paper I be gettin' 

I be dunkin on 'em: Blake Griffin 

Nigga, I got now, you got no! 

No W's for the loser's tho 

All this ice like jewelry show 

Riding so slow like a funeral 

Look at my neck, take a look at my wrist 

Look at my pockets, take a look at my bitch 

Let me take 'em way back 

Finna like '86, all eyes on me 

When I step up in the club 

I feelin' like Rich 

Porter that is, I slaughter that bitch 

Don't touch that work, I order that shit 

I wouldn't give a damn, what corner that is 

If they cop that work, I goin' at that bitch 

With' a whole sack, no rap, weed, pills, dope, crack 

Droppin' right on 'em like hold that 

Feds takin' pictures like Kodak 

Tappin' my phone, watching my home 

They watchin' me and I'm watching the throne? 

See suckin' me and I'm watching the dome 

Perc in my system and I'm in the zone, yeah, I'm gettin' gone 

Phantom, Ghost, like 'em, chase 'em, Pacman 

All this money on my mind, you see it on my catscan 

Nigga 

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