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im me - dj drama lyrics

[intro: meek mill]
gold presidential for the gold digging b*tches
bouncing on the bands she like i’m f*ckin’ hitting switches
gold presidential for the gold digging b*tches
bouncing on the bands she like i’m f*ckin’ hitting switches
gold presidential for the gold digging b*tches
bouncing on the bands she like i’m f*ckin’ hitting switches

[verse 1: meek mill]
i pull up like what the business
f*ck you n*ggas feelings
puffing dro and paper stacking money to the ceiling
i been balling for a year or two
i don’t think i’m going back
walk up in the club
and make them b*tches have a ho attack
or should i say a heart attacking go into cardiac
i’m gon’ let her ride but she ain’t f*cking then she walking back
you n*ggas be talking that
same sh*t i’m living though
faded like i’m michael jordan
but i’m scottie pippen though
different state
different place
end up with a different ho
n*ggas hating in the hood
i ain’t even tripping though
i be walking through my city like a f*cking king
i’m in these streets
just ask around i do my f*cking thing
yeah i been eating since they let me out the f*cking bin
n0body told me this the sh*t that all this money bring
[chorus: meek mill]
you know the team, it’s mmg
rookie of the year, i’m mvp
i’m gettin’ paper, it’s m.o.b
she asked me who i think i am, i told her b*tch i’m me
i tell her b*tch i’m me, b*tch i’m me
i tell her b*tch i’m me, b*tch i’m me
my n*ggas is balling, you n*ggas is hating
cameras everywhere i go, a movie in the making
i tell her b*tch i’m me

[verse 2: meek mill]
i get that work out my face
i put that sh*t on my man
i give it straight to omelly he selling 30 a gram
i put them b’s on your team
and they gon’ murder your man
black and white maro looking like the hamburglar
d*mn i got bars
outer sp*ce i’m on mars
i forever do my thing
pull strings, guitar
before i had a deal i was a f*ckin hood star
and i ain’t chewing cause my goon is riding like a good car
i’m the topic of discussion
waka b*tch i’m bustin
rollie face blue
like i’m cripping on em cousin
n*gga you ain’t got it you just looking like you stunting
i was there, you called my man and you was looking for an onion, lame
we on the same road but it’s a different lane
and all you n*ggas telling like it’s a different game
in the district, pointing pictures, giving names
they shoot at us, we k!ll em all and we get the blame
[chorus: meek mill]
you know the team, it’s mmg
rookie of the year, i’m mvp
i’m gettin’ paper, it’s m.o.b
she asked me who i think i am, i told her b*tch i’m me
i tell her b*tch i’m me, b*tch i’m me
i tell her b*tch i’m me, b*tch i’m me
my n*ggas is balling, you n*ggas is hating
cameras everywhere i go, a movie in the making
i tell her b*tch i’m me

[outro: dj drama]
your best dj drama interpretation
is only going to get you what i’ve already done, be yourself

- dj drama lyrics

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