Burn Lyrics

[Meek Mill:]
MMG nigga, chain all VS
I Anita with the BS
Catch me in the city riding hard through the BX
Skinny nigga, but I do it large like a 3X
The last nigga tried do me wrong, uhm he checked
Right back to that money slinging Os in PJ
I'm probably catching milage while the pilot steady pr eject
Because we next and we flex like...

[Big Sean:]
Like p90x, working all night
No breaks or recess
Vroom, Vroom
Yeah, I know my car sound like a T-Rex
Female dog I'm 23 years old and I Ann's riding in a Prigs
My mom's a crack head
Can't believe nigga faded probably
I give him 20 thousand dollars
Told his donkey congratulations
Cause me, I wasn't made for that poop
But I could probably hire him and who all paid for his poop
And to all the whores that was dishonoring, I prayed to God that you see me
I'm on the yard getting hell high, smoking good, that seaweed
Bad bitch and her cha-cha, grabbing on her Chee cheese
Million dollars bills on my email
You mad ass hell you Ann's cc'd
Chain all VS
Bitch you know it's BS
Boy I run my city

[Meek Mill:]
End of story, nigga PS
All white Maybach
Green Bay they pack
Y'all niggas was slack-in
Yeah, But I'm all nice new track
And they say life's a game of chess
You can play checkers all on my jacket
Because it Donny Ya and rhymes away on all you pig rappers
I say yeah nigga I murder that
Pen em ear and serve em back
Niggas say they want beef
Well well the fucks my burgers at
I got white, was serving that
I been to jail, Anita going back
I alley-doped your bitch off that backboard
She throw it back
I slammed off in the pussy
Blake Griffin'd your hoe nigga
Maybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know nigga
That's cause I do hoe
Shout out to my new hoe
That pussy pink like No
And I dogged that, Chug

[Big Sean:]
Niggas want talk
What they gone say
I hit the pedal till that muthafucka break
Freaky bitches love the money I make
And to live like this
You muthafomuthafuckasckas gotta pay
So let that shit burn
Let that shit burn
Let that shit burn
Let that shit burn
Gasoline,
The roof on fire, I'm only get-tin' higher
50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles
I'm a let that shit burn

[Big Sean:]
Bitch, I had one shot of Na blunt
Rodin' tail the wheels fell off and they tore it
I got green on top of green
Diamonds look in' like I grew it
D-Town, The hood behind me like a King Cobra

[Meek Mill:]
Burn, Bitch
I let it burn bitch
My money straight-a than a motherfuckin' perm bitch
No navigation, you can see that is my turn shit
Shorty give me all that brain and still Ann's never learn shit

[Big Sean:]
Oh that's your girl,
Damn nigga you Ann's learn shit
She deadain't in my studio
I'm on that Howard Stern Shit
Yep, I swear that Mack 10 is barbell
Finally famous, the cartel
Hit your girl with my car and now girl got that new car smell
Same shit, different day
I ain't broke no more, it's a different day
Don't turn me down, I got poop to say
My burp strong like it's lifting weights
It Sean Don, sip-pin' Chanson I got a bitch with them socker moms
My trolly don't tick tock, you shit sound like a time bomb
BOOOM...
Little Bitch...

[Big Sean:]
Niggas want talk
What they gone say
I hit the pedal tail that muthafucka break
Freaky bitches love the money I make
And to live like this
You muthafuckas gotta pay
So let that shit burn

[Meek Mill:]
Let that shit burn
Let that shit burn
Let that shit burn
Gasoline,
The roof on fire, I'm only get tin' higher
50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles
I'm a let that shit burn

[Meek Mill:]
Niggas want talk
What they gone say
I hit the pedal toil that muthafucka break
Freaky bitches love the money I make
And to live like this
You muthafuckas gotta pay
So let that shit burn
Let that shit burn
Let that shit burn
Let that shit burn
Gasoline,
The roof on fire, I'm only gettin' higher
50 racks all in my pocket, all the bottles
I'm a let that shit burn... burn

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