Do Dat Dere
Meek Mill Song Lyrics

[Meek mill]

I said I'm cooler than a fan fresh like it's easter

Pull up on that bitch and be like osta laviestah

Heser thought that's what they all say geezers

I just fucked her yesterday homie you can keep

Her believe her I don't do noffin I 'ma ball I'm a stand

Up nigga I jump up every time I fall (every time I lost ha)

I came back like cooked crack got my head up in the

Game and I ain't never look back (never) I said I'm good

I'm a hood I wish a nigga would try to take me for a sucker

He get hit up if be could can't shake up for noffin they

Be hatin but for what cause I anit even get a deal but

When I do they be like uhh! sick ya bitch all up on my

Dick, cause you a bust, you a flee and I'm a g, I ain't no

Crip I ain't no blood but I don't benel I don't budge I keep

That semi by my girl that nigga took me fire up I let that shit

Blow write em up, I said I ain't got that henley, you know I got

That good shit niggas rolling on that dirt they be smokin that

Reggie bush cause they always speak my name but when

They see me they never look cause they know I keep that

Flamers hold up that a nova book I said them shooters on deck

Gooneys over there and that ain't even countin for tuder that I

Wear, I said they bitches, pussy, cochey over there so

Many pistol like we shootin for a movie over here

Gillie!

[Gillie]

P.a they don't pop, lock, and drop it round here in north philly

They stop cock and pop it put you on your diet bed you wanna

Lay it diet bus ya head on out that bread that nigga be not dead

Try it I'm a mother fuckin gangter spank you with that wangser

Soak you with that toaster you niggas straight chocken pussy ass niggas

For a hundred I'll soak ya leave ya wife gushey, I'm messin with rookies

Ma drop top riddin and my flow cock ridin and I'm hangin out that window

And I won't stop firen until a nigga on the ground and he twitchen I walk up on em

Look em in his eyes stop bitchen his mama fillin reports da boy he missin these

Niggas tellin lies they ain't never sold a pigeon, thwey got rto go to bet to se

How I'm livin just got to northphilly and ask for that boy gillie they gonna tell you hes a gangster

I'm a feeno you know I got them keelo, you know I got that fish if you tryna find nemo

My glock straight from clemseo, you can be pro you tryna burn meh.