| Honorable C.N.O.T.E
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| Yeah, lil' fish, yeah
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| I say, lord be my saviour
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| When it come to gettin' this paper
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| Please protect me from my haters
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| Just save me and I won’t save her
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| Say Amen (Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen)
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| Yeah, they’re fuckboys and they can’t win
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| (Can't win, can’t win, can’t win, can’t win, can’t win)
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| Check, check, check, check
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| Glowin' up, glowin' up, glowin' up
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| We in this bitch and we goin' up
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| Glowin' up, glowin' up, glowin' up
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| She dirty, love my personna
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| Glowin' up, glowin' up, glowin' up
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| Remember those feds was on us
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| We used to trap out them Hondas
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| Now we pull up in the foreigns
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| Glow up, glow up
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| Walk in, show up
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| Smoke one, roll up
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| Bad bitch, hold up
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| Glow up, glow up
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| Trap boys, don’t touch
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| We strapped, slow up
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| Glow up, glow up
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| Yeah, I’m laughin' to the bank
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| All new Blue Benny Franks
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| Pulled up on 'em in the tank, yeah
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| That guy just a rap guy
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| I’m so mad fly and he ain’t, ooh
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| Pussy left me baptised
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| Gave me head until I faint, woo
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| I was glowin' up out Miami
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| They all cornballs, they can’t stand me
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| I finesse her out them panties
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| I hit raw dog, get a Plan B, hoe
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| Takbar, that my bro, bro
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| Old school, that my woah, woah
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| She fuck me on the low, low
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| Got her on strings, no yoyo
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| She post up for MCM and we like, «That nigga Jojo»
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| When we out and we see him he always ask for photos
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| I say, lord be my saviour
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| When it come to gettin' this paper
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| Please protect me from my haters
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| Just save me and I won’t save her
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| Say Amen (Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen)
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| Yeah, they’re fuckboys and they can’t win
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| (Can't win, can’t win, can’t win, can’t win, can’t win)
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| Check, check, check, check
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| Glowin' up, glowin' up, glowin' up
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| We in this bitch and we glowin' up
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| Glowin' up, glowin' up, glowin' up
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| She dirty, love my personna
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| Glowin' up, glowin' up, glowin' up
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| Remember those feds was on us
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| We used to trap out them Hondas
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| Now we pull up in the foreigns
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| Glow up, glow up
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| Walk in, show up
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| Smoke one, roll up
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| Bad bitch, hold up
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| Glow up, glow up
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| Trap boys, don’t touch
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| We strapped, slow up
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| Glow up, glow up
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| Yeah, ate that pussy she lucky (Lucky)
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| I don’t fuck her she fuck me (fuck me)
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| 5 mil' cash and tuck it, ooh
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| Big racks on me buzzin'
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| I walk up in Neimans, spend 10K just like it’s nothin'
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| I hang with the demons, they don’t play by me, we cuttin'
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| Woo, I was coolin' out Atlanta
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| Mix the codeine with the Fanta
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| Off them Perccy’s, I got stamina
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| I go monkey off that banana, hoe
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| Get a bad bitch, she gon' do just what I say
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| Pull up on her, fast as Uber in that Wraith
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| She so bad but she say put it on her face
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| I feel guilty, I might as well just plead my case, hey
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| I say, lord be my saviour
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| When it come to gettin' this paper
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| Please protect me from my haters
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| Just save me and I won’t save her
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| Say Amen (Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen)
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| Yeah, they’re fuckboys and they can’t win
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| (Can't win, can’t win, can’t win, can’t win, can’t win)
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| Check, check, check, check
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| Glowin' up, glowin' up, glowin' up
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| We in this bitch and we glowin' up
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| Glowin' up, glowin' up, glowin' up
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| She dirty, love my personna
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| Glowin' up, glowin' up, glowin' up
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| Remember those feds was on us
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| We used to trap out them Hondas
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| Now we pull up in the foreigns
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| Glow up, glow up
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| Walk in, show up
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| Smoke one, roll up
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| Bad bitch, hold up
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| Glow up, glow up
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| Trap boys, don’t touch
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| We strapped, slow up
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| Glow up, glow up |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Glow Up , by - Meek Mill. Song from the album Wins & Losses, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп