Imma Thug (Explicit)
Meek Mills"Imma Thug (Explicit)" is a song by Meek Mills, released in 2012 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:17 long and contains 92 lines and 407 words.
Lyrics
0:04If you're looking for me
0:07N***a
0:09Come get me
0:11Puhaz ink the label
0:13Yeah
0:13They're my n***as
0:14You know she keep her nails done
0:16Her weave spiffy
0:17Take it to the house and get jiggy
0:20N***a
0:20I'm a thug
0:23With the cops and judge
0:25Fresh off the block
0:27I got work
0:29Talking bout colors
0:32Well I got purp
0:36The last girl I dated
0:37That b***h got hurt
0:38Put that on something n***a
0:40That's on my turf
0:41Riding in the whip
0:42Ri riding in the whip
0:44And if she ain't f**king
0:45Then she flying off a cliff
0:46N***a never sleep
0:48N***a never eat shrimp
0:49She heard a n***a faithful b***h
0:51That's a myth
0:51I'm bout to bring the coast back
0:53Bout to bring the coast back
0:54I be burning bread
0:56Yep
0:56N***a go and toast that
0:57Taking n***as' b***hes
0:58Better get your b***h lojacked
1:00Like a condom wrapper
1:01N***a
1:01Get your a*s tore back
1:02One twenty on the dash
1:04No seat belt
1:05So motherf**king high
1:06A n***a need help
1:07Money over broke b***hes
1:09Yeah a n***a mean that
1:10That head was so good
1:11A n***a felt it in his kneecaps
1:13Glock 40
1:13Posted
1:14And I feel like a cornerback
1:21Middle of the summer
1:25I be out there where the corner at
1:30Started with a eight ball
1:33Then I bought a quarter back
1:37Put a price on your head
1:42N***a
1:43I could order that
1:46C*****e selling two time felon
1:48Y'all n***as telling
1:49F**k around we crack your melon
1:50All this kush I be inhaling
1:52Y'all n***as be jealous
1:53Bad b***h with me
1:54Buying shoes like cinderella
1:55She gon f**k the whole team
1:57I be on lean
1:58Sipping on purp
2:00Me
2:00My n***a dean
2:01Pigeon in the kitchen
2:02Fresh off the triple beam
2:04We get straight down to that money
2:09No ifs ands are in between
2:14I be rolling
2:16N***a I be rolling
2:17In this panamera
2:19Whip that b***h like it was stolen
2:24Prezzie on my wrist
2:26Thirty racks all going
2:28And my neck all frozen
2:32Little n***a
2:34I be holding
2:35B***h
2:35I got the shotgun cocked
2:38Right ready to go
2:40I got your girl on my phone ready to ho
2:43Y'all know n***as ain't f**king with me
2:53Y'all know my n***a mustard on the beat
2:59I got the shotgun cocked
3:04Right ready to go
3:07I got your girl on my phone ready to ho
3:14Y'all know n***as ain't f**king with me
3:17Y'all know my n***a mustard on the beat
If you're looking for me N***a Come get me Puhaz ink the label Yeah They're my n***as You know she keep her nails done Her weave spiffy Take it to the house and get jiggy N***a I'm a thug With the cops and judge Fresh off the block I got work Talking bout colors Well I got purp The last girl I dated That b***h got hurt Put that on something n***a That's on my turf Riding in the whip Ri riding in the whip And if she ain't f**king Then she flying off a cliff N***a never sleep N***a never eat shrimp She heard a n***a faithful b***h That's a myth I'm bout to bring the coast back Bout to bring the coast back I be burning bread Yep N***a go and toast that Taking n***as' b***hes Better get your b***h lojacked Like a condom wrapper N***a Get your a*s tore back One twenty on the dash No seat belt So motherf**king high A n***a need help Money over broke b***hes Yeah a n***a mean that That head was so good A n***a felt it in his kneecaps Glock 40 Posted And I feel like a cornerback Middle of the summer I be out there where the corner at Started with a eight ball Then I bought a quarter back Put a price on your head N***a I could order that C*****e selling two time felon Y'all n***as telling F**k around we crack your melon All this kush I be inhaling Y'all n***as be jealous Bad b***h with me Buying shoes like cinderella She gon f**k the whole team I be on lean Sipping on purp Me My n***a dean Pigeon in the kitchen Fresh off the triple beam We get straight down to that money No ifs ands are in between I be rolling N***a I be rolling In this panamera Whip that b***h like it was stolen Prezzie on my wrist Thirty racks all going And my neck all frozen Little n***a I be holding B***h I got the shotgun cocked Right ready to go I got your girl on my phone ready to ho Y'all know n***as ain't f**king with me Y'all know my n***a mustard on the beat I got the shotgun cocked Right ready to go I got your girl on my phone ready to ho Y'all know n***as ain't f**king with me Y'all know my n***a mustard on the beat
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