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Do Dat Dere

This song is by Meek Mill and appears on the mixtape Flamers (2008).

(Feat. Gillie and Oschino)

(Meek Millz:)
I said I'm cooler than a fan fresh like it's easter
Pull up on that bitch and be like Osta Laviestah
Heser thought that's what they all say geezers
I just fucked her yesterday homie you can keep
Her believe her I don't do noffin I 'ma ball I'm a stand
Up nigga I jump up every time I fall (every time I lost ha)
I came back like cooked crack got my head up in the
Game and I ain't never look back (never) I said I'm good
I'm a hood I wish a nigga would try to take me for a sucker
He get hit up if be could can't shake up for noffin they
Be hatin' but for what 'cause I anit even get a deal but
When I do they be like UHH! Sick ya bitch all up on my
Dick, cause you a bust, you a flee and I'm a G, I ain't no
Crip I ain't no blood but I don't benel I don't budge I keep
That semi by my girl that nigga took me fire up I let that shit
Blow write 'em up, I said I ain't got that henley, U know I got
That good shit Niggas rolling on that dirt they be smokin' that
Reggie Bush 'Cause they always speak my name but when
They see me they never look 'cause they know I keep that
Flamers hold up that a nova book I said them shooters on deck
Gooneys over there and that ain't even countin' for tuder that I
Wear, I said they BITCHES, PUSSY, COCHEY over there so
Many pistol like we shootin for a movie over here

P.A they don't pop, lock, and drop it round here in North Philly
They stop Cock and pop it put you on your diet bed you wanna
Lay it diet bus ya head on out that bread that nigga be not dead
Try it I'm a mother fuckin' gangter spank you with that wangser
Soak you with that toaster you niggas straight chocken pussy ass niggas
For a hundred I'll soak ya leave ya wife gushey, I'm messin with rookies
Ma drop top riddin and my flow cock ridin' and I'm hangin' out that window
And I won't stop firen until a nigga on the ground and he twitchen I walk up on em
Look 'em in his eyes stop bitchen his mama fillin reports da boy he missin' these
Niggas tellin' lies they ain't never sold a pigeon, thwey got rto go to BET to se
How I'm livin' just got to NorthPhilly and ask for that boy Gillie they gonna tell you he's a gangster
I'm a feeno you know I got them Keelo, You know I got that fish if you tryna find nemo
My glock straight from clemseo, u can be pro you tryna burn meh

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