Rockol30

Testo On Me - Meek Mill

Testo della canzone On Me (Meek Mill), tratta dall'album Championships

Yeah, reporting live from the northside of litty city
You fuck my bitch, I'ma keep it player
I just want you to know that we the Navy Seals
We gon' strike your whole motherfucking platoon, nigga
Gang
Bangladesh
Ugh
Three bad bitches, fuckin' on me
Top floor at my penthouse, yeah
Young rich nigga, I'm on my roll
Fuckin' them hoes in my flip-flops, yeah
Fuck her, that troll and this hip-hop, woah
Nigga play me, gon' get shot (Brr)
Quarter mil' 'caine, my wrist white, woah
Bust down, Patek don't tick-tock, no
We got them birds in a drought
I caught a plaque and they hitting it raw
This life I'm living be tripping me out
'Cause I just light a flamers, be spitting in my mouth (Ew)
I'ma buy a bird for a project bitch
Rolls truck coming, I'ma cop that shit
Ass all fat, tell her pop that shit like
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
Every red bottom, know I got that shit
Post it on the Gram, but you not that lit
Your favorite rapper is not that rich
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
Fly Dubai on Emirates
Only fly a mob that's with the shits
All bad hoes need discipline
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches
I'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches
I want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
Tell her come fuck on me
Tell her come fuck on me
Fuck on me
Tell her come fuck on me
I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches
I want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah
(Cardi) I bought my money ring, your's out (Woo)
Red Lamborghini with the doors out (Ugh)
I hit them the mall, clear stores out (Ugh)
Hit it to your face, get pores out, yeah
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
I been hard working and humble (But)
Believe me, I've heard of the mumble (Look)
I'm just gon' leave it alone (Yeah)
'Cause I would put burners to bundles
Bitches are miserable, they are so typical
Hating is cheap, not my material
Look where I'm at, run back to years ago
I used to strip, now I keep a different pole (Cardi)
I do not fuck with your kind, no
I do not fuck with your vibe, no
I am a big, boss bitch
I do not come in your size, no
(Booty, booty, booty)
I seen a bitch tryna switch sides (Switch)
Then jump back, tryna dick ride (No)
But I ain't really worried about these hoes (Huh?)
'Cause bitches are hurt, D. Rose (Yeah)
Gucci bags, forty count stickin' out (Ugh)
If they want the smoke, then I give it out (Ugh)
I might leave my robe at your nigga house
Give you two something to figure out
I seen all these shots and they brick, brick, brick
Try something new hoe, quick, quick quick
Body bag, body bag, zip, zip, zip
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches
I'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches
I want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
Tell her come fuck on me
Tell her come fuck on me
Fuck on me
Tell her come fuck on me
I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches
I want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah
I want a freak nasty hoe
Freak, freak nasty hoe
I'm in a red 'Sace robe (Robe, robe)
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
I do not come in your size
Brand new Rolls, all bad bitches
I want a freak nasty hoe
I seen a bitch go an' switch sides
I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches
I'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches
I want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
Tell her come fuck on me
Tell her come fuck on me
Fuck on me
Tell her come fuck on me
I want a freak nasty hoe, and I want all bad bitches
I want a freak nasty hoe, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Williams, Shondrae L. Crawford, Desmond Peterson, Belcalis Almanzar, Nija Aisha Alayja Charles
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link

Disclaimer: i testi sono forniti da Musixmatch.
Per richieste di variazioni o rimozioni è possibile contattare direttamente Musixmatch nel caso tu sia un artista o un publisher.

Elenco artisti

APPROFONDISCI:   

© 2025 Riproduzione riservata. Rockol.com S.r.l.
Policy uso immagini

Rockol

  • Utilizza solo immagini e fotografie rese disponibili a fini promozionali (“for press use”) da case discografiche, agenti di artisti e uffici stampa.
  • Usa le immagini per finalità di critica ed esercizio del diritto di cronaca, in modalità degradata conforme alle prescrizioni della legge sul diritto d'autore, utilizzate ad esclusivo corredo dei propri contenuti informativi.
  • Accetta solo fotografie non esclusive, destinate a utilizzo su testate e, in generale, quelle libere da diritti.
  • Pubblica immagini fotografiche dal vivo concesse in utilizzo da fotografi dei quali viene riportato il copyright.
  • È disponibile a corrispondere all'avente diritto un equo compenso in caso di pubblicazione di fotografie il cui autore sia, all'atto della pubblicazione, ignoto.

Segnalazioni

Vogliate segnalarci immediatamente la eventuali presenza di immagini non rientranti nelle fattispecie di cui sopra, per una nostra rapida valutazione e, ove confermato l’improprio utilizzo, per una immediata rimozione.