Biografia:
Robert Williams (born May 6, 1987[1]), better known by his stage name Meek Mill, is an American hip hop recording artist from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He was briefly signed to Atlanta rapper T.I.'s record label Grand Hustle and in February 2011 signed to Miami-based rapper Rick Ross' Maybach Music Group imprint.
After releasing several mixtapes early in his career, Mill released his debut album Dreams and Nightmares in 2012, under Maybach Music Group and Warner Bros.
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[Intro]
F#m D F#m D
Meek Milly, Jeffery, woah
[Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
F#m
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Bitch, you offendin' me
A
I just might go 'head
And let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
F#m
I just might go 'head
E
And mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
F#m A
Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me
F#m D
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
F#m Bm
Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like Lil Chino be wheelin'
F#m
I usually don't beg but I don't want the ceiling please
Bm
Oxycontin fucking up kidneys
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
F#m
Molly, my cup look like bath salt
D
And I'm too high horsed for asphalt
F#m
Therefore I'm in clouds from day to dark
They say that I changed, it's the cash fault
F#m
Pay everybody like a cash cow
Bm
I switch through the lanes like a NASCAR
D
The Rollie stainless, stainless
We young and rich and we dangerous
F#m
I'm at Piccadilly's with your missus, nigga
And the weed stinking like a chitlin, nigga
Bm
The money long like a Philly, nigga
Bm
Make me catch you slipping then it's Christmas, nigga
F#m
The bulletproof can take a missile, nigga
I got Benji on me and he crippin' nigga
Bm
I done wrapped the benji in the city, ho
I done wrapped the Bentley in the bity, nigga
F#m
Put a swimming pool in the living room
Bm
How I'm living, nigga, I ain't swimming, nigga
F#m
Only thing that me and Michael Phelps
Bm
Got in common is that we winning nigga
F#m
Rock star lifestyle
F#m
Your hoe's going wild
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
F#m
Saint Laurent shorty and totting that .40
D
We move through the city like BMF
A
Rocks on the chain like the rocks that I slang
D
Only difference them bitches, they VVS
F#m
I know these bitches gon' change
Bm
And fuck on whoever, whenever they see a check
D
If you do not fuck with the gang
F#m
Don't act like you do, when you see us just keep it that
F#m
Swing through your block, bring that sweeper back
F#m
Land on your spot where your peoples at
F#m
Smoke you where ever we see you at
Bm
You don't want no problem so keep at that
F#m
'Fore you get your man murdered
F#m
Hitters in the van lurking
F#m
I put bread on the beef (what you do)
F#m
Turn it to a hamburger
F#m
Put that paper on the scale, nigga
F#m
Little homies talking big money
Bm
When the wars on you'll tell, nigga
F#m
Put a bag on your main hitta
F#m
When them things hit 'em, that’s an L nigga
F#m
So you should be home before mama got dinner for sale, nigga
F#m
And that’s all I’ma tell niggas, and that's it
[Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
F#m
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Bitch, you offendin' me
A
I just might go 'head
And let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
F#m
I just might go 'head
E
And mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
F#m A
Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me
F#m D
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
F#m Bm
Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like Lil Chino be wheelin'
F#m
I usually don't beg but I don't want the ceiling please
Bm
Oxycontin fucking up kidneys
[Verse 3: 21 Savage]
F#m
Everywhere I go, I keep a chopper with me, whoa
Bm
I ain't with that diss song shit, I been a shotta nigga, whoa
F#m
Hundred shooters with me, whoa, VVSs on me, whoa
Bm
VVSs on me, bling, badaboom, badabing (21)
F#m
Mob shit, send the hit, shoot up your car shit
F#m
Put them blue tips in that cartridge (21)
Bm
We put them drums in them carbines (21)
F#m
We pull up on rappers and spark 'em (21)
F#m
I might take your chain if it sparkle (Facts)
F#m
Street nigga really came from nothing (What?)
F#m
Strip a nigga like Caine cousin (21)
F#m
Kill a nigga then you saying something (What?)
You was talking, nigga, I was hustling (What?)
F#m
We was shooting, nigga, you was ducking (Whoa)
Bm
You was texting, nigga, I was fucking (21)
F#m
I was betting nigga, you was bluffing (21)
F#m
Hide and seek, nigga, I was hunching (Facts)
F#m
Car foreign and my gun Russian
Bm
Sneak dissing get a concussion (21, 21)
[Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
F#m
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Bitch, you offendin' me
A
I just might go 'head
And let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
F#m
I just might go 'head
E
And mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
F#m A
Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me
F#m D
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
F#m Bm
Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like Lil Chino be wheelin'
F#m
I usually don't beg but I don't want the ceiling please
Bm
Oxycontin fucking up kidneys
F#m D F#m D
Meek Milly, Jeffery, woah
[Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
F#m
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Bitch, you offendin' me
A
I just might go 'head
And let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
F#m
I just might go 'head
E
And mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
F#m A
Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me
F#m D
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
F#m Bm
Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like Lil Chino be wheelin'
F#m
I usually don't beg but I don't want the ceiling please
Bm
Oxycontin fucking up kidneys
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
F#m
Molly, my cup look like bath salt
D
And I'm too high horsed for asphalt
F#m
Therefore I'm in clouds from day to dark
They say that I changed, it's the cash fault
F#m
Pay everybody like a cash cow
Bm
I switch through the lanes like a NASCAR
D
The Rollie stainless, stainless
We young and rich and we dangerous
F#m
I'm at Piccadilly's with your missus, nigga
And the weed stinking like a chitlin, nigga
Bm
The money long like a Philly, nigga
Bm
Make me catch you slipping then it's Christmas, nigga
F#m
The bulletproof can take a missile, nigga
I got Benji on me and he crippin' nigga
Bm
I done wrapped the benji in the city, ho
I done wrapped the Bentley in the bity, nigga
F#m
Put a swimming pool in the living room
Bm
How I'm living, nigga, I ain't swimming, nigga
F#m
Only thing that me and Michael Phelps
Bm
Got in common is that we winning nigga
F#m
Rock star lifestyle
F#m
Your hoe's going wild
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
F#m
Saint Laurent shorty and totting that .40
D
We move through the city like BMF
A
Rocks on the chain like the rocks that I slang
D
Only difference them bitches, they VVS
F#m
I know these bitches gon' change
Bm
And fuck on whoever, whenever they see a check
D
If you do not fuck with the gang
F#m
Don't act like you do, when you see us just keep it that
F#m
Swing through your block, bring that sweeper back
F#m
Land on your spot where your peoples at
F#m
Smoke you where ever we see you at
Bm
You don't want no problem so keep at that
F#m
'Fore you get your man murdered
F#m
Hitters in the van lurking
F#m
I put bread on the beef (what you do)
F#m
Turn it to a hamburger
F#m
Put that paper on the scale, nigga
F#m
Little homies talking big money
Bm
When the wars on you'll tell, nigga
F#m
Put a bag on your main hitta
F#m
When them things hit 'em, that’s an L nigga
F#m
So you should be home before mama got dinner for sale, nigga
F#m
And that’s all I’ma tell niggas, and that's it
[Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
F#m
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Bitch, you offendin' me
A
I just might go 'head
And let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
F#m
I just might go 'head
E
And mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
F#m A
Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me
F#m D
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
F#m Bm
Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like Lil Chino be wheelin'
F#m
I usually don't beg but I don't want the ceiling please
Bm
Oxycontin fucking up kidneys
[Verse 3: 21 Savage]
F#m
Everywhere I go, I keep a chopper with me, whoa
Bm
I ain't with that diss song shit, I been a shotta nigga, whoa
F#m
Hundred shooters with me, whoa, VVSs on me, whoa
Bm
VVSs on me, bling, badaboom, badabing (21)
F#m
Mob shit, send the hit, shoot up your car shit
F#m
Put them blue tips in that cartridge (21)
Bm
We put them drums in them carbines (21)
F#m
We pull up on rappers and spark 'em (21)
F#m
I might take your chain if it sparkle (Facts)
F#m
Street nigga really came from nothing (What?)
F#m
Strip a nigga like Caine cousin (21)
F#m
Kill a nigga then you saying something (What?)
You was talking, nigga, I was hustling (What?)
F#m
We was shooting, nigga, you was ducking (Whoa)
Bm
You was texting, nigga, I was fucking (21)
F#m
I was betting nigga, you was bluffing (21)
F#m
Hide and seek, nigga, I was hunching (Facts)
F#m
Car foreign and my gun Russian
Bm
Sneak dissing get a concussion (21, 21)
[Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
F#m
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Bitch, you offendin' me
A
I just might go 'head
And let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me
F#m
I just might go 'head
E
And mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
F#m A
Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me
F#m D
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
F#m Bm
Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like Lil Chino be wheelin'
F#m
I usually don't beg but I don't want the ceiling please
Bm
Oxycontin fucking up kidneys
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