A$AP Rocky – M'$ (feat. Lil Wayne) Lyrics

A$AP Rocky – M'$ (feat. Lil Wayne) Lyrics
M'$
A$AP Rocky (feat. Lil Wayne)
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    "M'$." - A$AP Rocky (feat. Lil Wayne)

    Album: AT.LONG.LAST.A$AP
    Track No: 15
    P.O
    One time for A$AP Yams, let's go
    What's this I see? **** tryna act like G's
    Got A$AP, got Fergy with me, it's a new day, no Black Eyed Peas
    That's that shit, mm-hmm, mm-hmm, yeah, that's that shit
    Mothafucka better blast that shit (You ain't got no Flacko in your Serato?)
    **** drink quarts of the Clicquot, bitches sniff raw of the kilos
    Flacko makes sales of the perico, she knows, went to ATL for my C-Note
    'Member, I ain't ever have no home, now I got a penthouse and a beach home
    Back when I was rockin' least– I was trappin' off at least like three phones (2 Chainz!)
    Me and Yams made the plan, then I paid myself and I gave myself advance
    Way before I became myself, I'd like to thank myself because I made myself the man
    It's like lately, I ain't myself, I'd rather hang myself before I play myself
    I tell her, "Throw on the dress with the pinstripes"
    Know the one that fit the booty all skin tight, that's right
    Yeah, you that shit, mm-hmm, mm-hmm, yeah, move that shit
    Frontin' like you did it for the fellas, get all the bitches jealous when you do that shit
    But my neck is gold, the rest is froze, sex and hoes, best of both
    Girls and girls, perpetual, sippin' slow, Texas throwed
    Comma, I'm about decimals, chill and get faded, I'm surprised that we made it
    Young **** know the sky's the limit, all I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded
    Chill and get faded, shit, I'm surprised that we made it
    Nowadays, stress overrated
    All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded
    I wanna see you take it all off
    And she just wanna make it harder
    And we just end up takin' longer
    Can't impress 'em with them diamonds, though, them diamonds
    Talkin' 'bout M's
    Talkin' 'bout M's, ****, M's
    Make 'em talk about, make 'em talk about M's
    ****, talkin' 'bout M's
    ****, talkin' 'bout M's
    ****, talkin' 'bout M's
    Make 'em talk about, talkin' 'bout M's, ****
    Talkin' 'bout M's
    It's like lately, all I ever seem to think about is M's, ****
    Talkin' 'bout M's
    See the same thing all up in my bank account
    M's, ****, talkin' 'bout M's
    And my YouTube account say the same amount
    M's, ****, talkin' 'bout M's
    Money talk and dogs bark, I got a pocket full of stones in my stonewashed
    Lambo, brand new Lambo with tiger stripes on it, call that bitch a golf cart
    I'm out here, I'm so out here, I swear **** have no idea
    I swear **** better wear riot gear
    'Cause I appear, and pow, loud and clear give 'em diarrhea, oh
    I re-up tonight, I'ma be up tonight, cookin' a key up tonight
    **** D-up, I slide to the right, throw a three up in time
    Put a B up, let's fight, don't get beat up tonight
    Feet up in my European, I ride with me heater inside
    Kill you and your dawg, then go put on a shirt that say PETA for life
    Like you sneeze, you untight, you got beef, I got white
    You got beef, I got white, I got green, I got white, I got pink
    I got pints, I got lean, I got ice, I got needles and pipes
    I got clean, I got right, I got mean, I got nice
    That's that Tina and Ike, got on lean on her price
    I don't cheat on her price, try to cheat on the dice, you get beat on the spot
    I get keys on the spot and I keep it on lock
    And I keep it up safe, what you keep in your safe?
    S'what I spent on my watch and I wave it like Ma$e
    'Bout to redo the face, get a see-through AK, I eat seafood and steak
    But girl, I'ma treat you like cake till I get a sweet tooth, tooth ache
    But wait, let's talk about M's, not about them
    I love my BM's, I love my YM, ain't no more CM
    Let's pluck out the stems, let's fuck like a nymph
    She walk out, she limp, it's dark and we dim, yeah
    We them ****, handcuffing him, **** back up and skim ****
    See that we strapped up, we cap up your brim, ****
    Fill my cup up to the rim, ****, Tunechi

    Writer(s): Rakim Mayers, Carlton Mays Jr., MIKE DEAN & Dwayne Carter.

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