เพลง Amen (feat. Drake)

อัลบั้ม Dreams and Nightmares (Deluxe Edition)

ศิลปิน Meek Mill

29 ต.ค. 55

เนื้อเพลง Amen (feat. Drake)

 

I just wanna thank God

For all the pretty women he let into my life

 

All the Benjamins he let me count

 

Wealth and health for my family

 

And lettin’ me BALL on these niggas

 

Now it’s a lot of bad b**ches in the building

 

A couple real niggas in the building

I’m finna kill niggas in the building

I tell the waiter fifty bottles and she tell me say when

And I say church

 

We make it light up like a church

 

She wanna f**k and I say church

 

Do Liv on Sunday like a church

 

Bottle after bottle drink until I overdose

Pull up in the Phantom watch them b**ches catch the holy ghost

Everytime I step up in the dealer I be goin’ broke

Shorty wanna f**k me I say get on top and rollercoast

And I lay back she go cray

F**k me good but she no stay

Murder on that p**sy let her boyfriend get that DOA

Get it And all I get is Frito Lay

Plus I’m on probation when they test me I just pee Rozay

Cause last night I went hard Peach Ciroc Patron and all

Thirty racks on Magnum bottles I think I was born to ball

Lookin’ like a million plus fresh I’m out that corner store

Hater I be doin’ me you guys should be doin’ y’all

I’m stackin’ money to the ceiling

 

All this ice that’s in my Rollie I be chillin’

And I just made a couple million

 

So I could take care of them children

 

Just bought my niggas some cane so much it came with a plane

Bought my niggas some d**e so much it came with a boat

I just bought me a crib so big it came with a moat

For niggas jumpin’ the fence I hope you niggas can float

And I just hope that I’m forgiven for carin’ ’bout how they livin’

And loanin’ a little money and keepin’ ‘em out of prison

I ain’t lyin’ in my verses I’m just telling you the basics

Of growin’ up with your friends and becoming the one that made it Yes lord

All gold man I got these b**ches soul

Talkin’ bout these other rappers getting old is even getting old

Worry ’bout your followers you need to get your dollars up

Me and Meek young niggas poppin’ like our collars up

And good ain’t good enough and your hood ain’t hood enough

Spend my whole life putting on you spend your whole life putting up

Ain’t no telling when I go so there ain’t sh*t that I’mma wait for

I’m the type to say a prayer then go get what I just prayed for

Ni**a church

 

Lord forgive me for my sins I’m just tryna win

And she a devil in that dress but if she knock I let her in

 

And if she knock I let her in

I had her up by 12 o clock then 3 o clock she wet again

I’m screamin’ “Oh Lord”

That p**sy good that p**sy good

I’m tryin to hold on

I wish I could you think I should

She got that million dollar body

Shawty my Bugatti

And she said she got a man

We keep it secret illuminati

Got Patron On deck

And Ciroc all in my bottle(Push it all on here

She was on that Repressitol

She take it all off

And I take her off

And this b**ch spinnin’ like I hit the lotto

 

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