| Ooh, damn, damn, damn, ayy
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| Ayy, ayy, Fredo, big boss
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| Ayy, pull up to my trap and it’s off the meter
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| Say pull up to the, pull up to the
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| Pull up to my trap, I swear it’s off the meter
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| Pull up to the back, I serve you with my heater
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| I can’t trust a soul, that’s why I be squeezin'
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| And if a nigga wanna rob that’s where I’ma leave him
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| Pull up to my trap, I swear it’s off the meter
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| Pull up to my trap, I swear it’s off the meter
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| Pull up to my trap, I swear it’s off the meter
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| Pull up to my trap, I swear it’s off the meter
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| I don’t meet with suckers, meet my desert eagle
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| I’m so conceited, so rude to people
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| If you ain’t talkin' money I don’t wanna meet you
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| Got a lot of plugs but only fuck with Migos
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| Got your main ho in the trap, she don’t want to leave
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| Now she on my dick 'cause I be movin' keys
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| I been gettin' money since like sixteen
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| I been catchin' cases since like thirteen
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| I get themb rick sin and they dirty cheap
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| Couple bodies gon' drop, come between my cheese
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| Niggas soft as fuck, they don’t want beef
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| See 'em in the street, they be screaming peace
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| Pull up to my trap, I swear it’s off the meter
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| Pull up to the back, I serve you with my heater
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| I can’t trust a soul, that’s why I be squeezin'
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| And if a nigga wanna rob that’s where I’ma leave him
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| Pull up to my trap, I swear it’s off the meter
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| Pull up to my trap, I swear it’s off the meter
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| Pull up to my trap, I swear it’s off the meter
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| Pull up to my trap, I swear it’s off the meter
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| We got cocaine, we got hella bricks
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| Think I’d be a fool if I wasn’t with the shits
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| I do it, dripped fresh in the Gucci fit
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| Shoot a nigga block, don’t care who I hit
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| Let my money talk man, I don’t talk for nothin'
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| I don’t do drive-by's, only walk-ups
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| Disrespect the squad, you better have some luck
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| 'Cause if we catch you lackin' you gon' get chalked up
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| Pull up to my trap man, we got hella shit
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| Pull up to my trap man, we got hella bricks
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| Pull up to my trap, my niggas with the shits
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| AKs in my closet, we got hella clips
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| Pull up to my trap, I swear it’s off the meter
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| Pull up to the back, I serve you with my heater
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| I can’t trust a soul, that’s why I be squeezin'
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| And if a nigga wanna rob that’s where I’ma leave him
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| Pull up to my trap, I swear it’s off the meter
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| Pull up to my trap, I swear it’s off the meter
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| Pull up to my trap, I swear it’s off the meter
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| Pull up to my trap, I swear it’s off the meter |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Off the Meter , by - Fredo Santana. Song from the album Fredo Kruger 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп