Meek Mill - Believe It Feat. Rick Ross

 

Lyrics to Believe It Feat. Rick Ross by Meek Mill

  [Intro: Rick Ross] All I talk about is money Cause that's all I know [Hook: Rick Ross] I got a a bad bitch in my Chevy Selling Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo I got that Justin Bieber please believe it A quarter million hangin' on my collar A half a million in my duffle bag (duffle bag) Now I'm riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac) Hammers and the f-cking vogues I'm ridin' clean and I'm f-ckin' hoes (hah) [Verse 1: Meek Mill] Okay I woke up this morning, tryna get this money Ya'll n-ggas was yawning and I'd made about 20 I got young boys on that corner, I call what you got for me He say I done moved the whole thing, couple rocks all I got on me I say yeah n-gga it's go, he say yeah n-gga we on I said I be on my way, break a brick down in our zones And I got work, I got work And I got pills, and I got purp And I got goons that's on my team And they gon' kill like I got murked If I say so, and I say go And they go ham, and I lay low I drop that work off in that toaster I let go of my eggo And this for sale n-gga 28 grams on my scale n-gga Come and get it all [Hook] [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Hold on wait a minute You got the realest and the richest n-ggas in the building Feel me? Whole n-gga won't knock you off Hate the way a n-gga love to ball Art of war, common law Straight killer thats mama fault Dope boy in my DNA Straight chips, Frito Lay 8 clips, ay Jose Hector my amigo straight Don't want no beef, I may crack your taco I'm screaming rest in peace, Griselda Blanco I got that Justin Bieber please believe it I ate that pussy can you keep a secret Benzo on 4's n-gga, countin' all my hoes n-gga That's all I knows n-gga, that's all y'all hosed n-gga [Hook] [Verse 3: Meek Mill] I'm ridin' clean, I'm f-cking hoes I'm f-ckin' hoes, I'm ridin' clean N-ggas sellin' that China white F-ck around with that Yao Ming Bad bitch and she talk dirty Talk dirty, her mouth clean I was sellin' that white shit Ya'll n-ggas have boy scout dreams Spend Iguodala on my Rolly Young n-gga ball like Kobe Riding round me and Chino And my young n-gga Goldie Hot whips you ain’t seen though Limo thats my Rolly Two-eleven on yo bitch Turn yo ass she stolen My neck look like a light show My pocket, they need lipo I stand tall, no Eiffel And them goons go wherever I go Ya'll n-ggas pussy like dyke hoes All we know is get paid n-gga I ball hard like Lebron James And Rozay D-wade n-gga [Hook]