Amen (feat. Drake) (Explicit)
Meek Mill"Amen (feat. Drake) (Explicit)" is a song by Meek Mill, released in 2012 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:51 long and contains 65 lines and 584 words.
0:02I just wanna thank God
0:04For all the pretty women he let into my life
0:08All the Benjamins he let me count
0:11Wealth and health for my family
0:15And lettin' me BALL on these niggas
0:18Now it's a lot of bad b**ches in the building
0:22A couple real niggas in the building
0:25I'm finna kill niggas in the building
0:28I tell the waiter fifty bottles and she tell me say when
0:32And I say church
0:33We make it light up like a church
0:37She wanna f**k and I say church
0:40Do Liv on Sunday like a church
0:45Bottle after bottle drink until I overdose
0:48Pull up in the Phantom watch them b**ches catch the holy ghost
0:51Everytime I step up in the dealer I be goin' broke
0:54Shorty wanna f**k me I say get on top and rollercoast
0:57And I lay back she go cray
0:59F**k me good but she no stay
1:01Murder on that p**sy let her boyfriend get that DOA
1:05Get it And all I get is Frito Lay
1:07Plus I'm on probation when they test me I just pee Rozay
1:11Cause last night I went hard Peach Ciroc Patron and all
1:13Thirty racks on Magnum bottles I think I was born to ball
1:17Lookin' like a million plus fresh I'm out that corner store
1:20Hater I be doin' me you guys should be doin' y'all
1:24I'm stackin' money to the ceiling
1:27All this ice that's in my Rollie I be chillin'
1:30And I just made a couple million
1:35So I could take care of them children
2:01Just bought my niggas some cane so much it came with a plane
2:04Bought my niggas some d**e so much it came with a boat
2:07I just bought me a crib so big it came with a moat
2:10For niggas jumpin' the fence I hope you niggas can float
2:14And I just hope that I'm forgiven for carin' 'bout how they livin'
2:18And loanin' a little money and keepin' 'em out of prison
2:20I ain't lyin' in my verses I'm just telling you the basics
2:24Of growin' up with your friends and becoming the one that made it Yes lord
2:28All gold man I got these b**ches soul
2:30Talkin' bout these other rappers getting old is even getting old
2:33Worry 'bout your followers you need to get your dollars up
2:36Me and Meek young niggas poppin' like our collars up
2:40And good ain't good enough and your hood ain't hood enough
2:43Spend my whole life putting on you spend your whole life putting up
2:46Ain't no telling when I go so there ain't sh*t that I'mma wait for
2:50I'm the type to say a prayer then go get what I just prayed for
2:53Ni**a church
3:18Lord forgive me for my sins I'm just tryna win
3:21And she a devil in that dress but if she knock I let her in
3:26And if she knock I let her in
3:28I had her up by 12 o clock then 3 o clock she wet again
3:31I'm screamin' “Oh Lord”
3:33That p**sy good that p**sy good
3:34I'm tryin to hold on
3:35I wish I could you think I should
3:37She got that million dollar body
3:39Shawty my Bugatti
3:40And she said she got a man
3:42We keep it secret illuminati
3:43Got Patron On deck
3:45And Ciroc all in my bottlePush it all on here
3:48She was on that Repressitol
3:49She take it all off
3:50And I take her off
3:51And this b**ch spinnin' like I hit the lotto
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 bottlePush 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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