| Yeah
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| Sad to say it but I love you
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| Don’t take no offense but you’re my bitch
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| Yeah, you gone fall through every time a nigga call you
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| That’s why I ball how I ball when I spoil you
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| We was in Miami, first time I saw you
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| I was in a Phantom when I pulled up on you
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| It was late nights, late nights in the bando
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| Fucking on you good got you bustin' like you Rambo
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| And you keep it hood so you really understand though
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| You was there through my ups and downs like a camel
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| Ass all fat say she get it from her mama
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| She just want the money, she ain’t fuckin' with no bloggers
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| Fuck you on a PJ the whole way to the Bahamas
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| Gucci, Valentino, baby, I can be your stylist
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| Fuck me with your friend, yeah yeah, you was wildin'
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| 1942 shots turn you to a monster
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| Thuggin' like you 2Pac, you know that I got you
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| Love the way you ride it, move them hips like you Rihanna
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| I was supposed to hit, I was never s’pose to cuff you
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| Put you on my homie 'cause he say he wanna fuck you
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| When he asked me 'bout you, I just told him that I want you
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| But now its quiet for you, 'cause I told him that I loved you
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| You gone fall through every time a nigga call you
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| That’s why I ball how I ball when I spoil you
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| We was in Miami, first time I saw you
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| I was in a Phantom when I pulled up on you
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| It was late nights, late nights in the bando
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| Fucking on you good got you bustin' like you Rambo
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| And you keep it hood so you really understand though
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| You was there through my ups and downs like a camel
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| I was locked up, I remember when I hit you
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| Used to write me back every letter that I sent you
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| You wasn’t my girl but you used to pretend to
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| When I came home, let me beat it instrumental
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| Lame left you scarred so I had to reinvent you
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| If you was car, shit, you ride it like a Benz do
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| Wraith it with the stars, every time I come and get you
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| We be goin' hard every time you on that Hen' too
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| I was in the mix, actin' like a savage
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| Got another bitch and you told me I could have it
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| I know you was sick so I doubled back to grab you
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| So anything you wish, yeah yeah, you can have it
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| You gone fall through every time a nigga call you
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| That’s why I ball how I ball when I spoil you
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| We was in Miami, first time I saw you
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| I was in a Phantom when I pulled up on you
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| It was late nights, late nights in the bando
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| Fucking on you good got you bustin' like you Rambo
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| And you keep it hood so you really understand though
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| You was there through my ups and downs like a camel
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| Whoa, she just want a ride with a shotta, though
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| I’m an original don dada, though
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| Knock them all down like dominoes
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| Make me tell them other bitches, vamonos
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| Whoa, good gal, bad gal, small city, mad world
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| She just wanna shine, whoa
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| And last night was mad real, sunshades, advils, fuck you all the time
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| You gone fall through every time a nigga call you
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| That’s why I ball how I ball when I spoil you
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| We was in Miami, first time I saw you
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| I was in a Phantom when I pulled up on you
|
| It was late nights, late nights in the bando
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| Fucking on you good got you bustin' like you Rambo
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| And you keep it hood so you really understand though
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| You was there through my ups and downs like a camel |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fall Thru , by - Meek Mill. Song from the album Wins & Losses, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп