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Meek Mill - Going Bad Ft. Drake (Championships)

Meek Mill – Going Bad Ft. Drake (Championships)

LYRICS: Meek Mill – Going Bad Ft. Drake (Championships)

INTRO

Back home, smokin’ legal
I got more slaps than The Beatles
Foreign s**t runnin’ on diesel, dawg
Playin’ with my name, that s**t is lethal, dawg

Don Corleone, trust me, at the top it isn’t lonely
Everybody actin’ like they know me, dawg
Don’t just say you’re down, you gotta show me
Bring the clip back empty
You asked to see the boss, so they sent me, dawg
I just broke her off with a 10-piece, dawg
That ain’t nothin’, I’m just bein’ friendly, dawg

It’s just a lil’ 10-piece for her
Just to blow it in the mall
Doesn’t mean that we’re involved
I just, what I just, uh, put a Richard on the card
I ain’t grow up playin’ ball versuri.online
But I’ll show you how the f**k you gotta do it
If you really wanna ball ’til you fall
When your back against the wall
And a bunch of n**gas need you to go away
Still goin’ bad on ’em anyway
Saw you last night, but did it broad day

Yeah, lot of Murakami in the hallway
Got a sticky and I keep it at my dawg’s place
Girl, I left your love at Magic, now it’s all shade
Still goin’ bad on you anyway

Woah, woah, ooh, woah
Woah, woah, ah

I could fit like 80 racks in my Amiris
Me and Drizzy back-to-back, it’s gettin’ scary
If you f**kin’ with my odds, it’s don’t come near me
Put some bands all on your head like Jason Terry

Richard Mille cost a Lambo
Known to keep the baddest b**ches on commando
Every time I’m in my trap, I move like Rambo
Ain’t a neighborhood in Philly that I can’t go
For real, she said, Oh, you rich rich
B**ch, I graduated, call me Big Fish
I got Laurie Harrier on my wish list
That’s the only thing I want for Christmas

I’ve been had my way out here, yeah, know that’s facts
You ain’t livin’ that s**t you sell, yeah, we know that’s cap
You ain’t got to ask me when you see me, know I’m strapped
DC, OVO, we back again, we goin’ plat’

It’s just a lil’ 10-piece for her
Just to blow it in the mall
Doesn’t mean that we’re involved
I just, what I just, uh, put a Richard on the card
I ain’t grow up playin’ ball
But I’ll show you how the f**k you gotta do it
If you really wanna ball ’til you fall
When your back against the wall
And a bunch of n**gas need you to go away
Still goin’ bad on ’em anyway
Saw you last night, but did it broad day

Wheezy outta here…

 

TRADUCTION

 

Back home, smokin’ legal
I got more slaps than The Beatles
Foreign s**t runnin’ on diesel, dawg
Playin’ with my name, that s**t is lethal, dawg

Don Corleone, trust me, at the top it isn’t lonely
Everybody actin’ like they know me, dawg
Don’t just say you’re down, you gotta show me
Bring the clip back empty
You asked to see the boss, so they sent me, dawg
I just broke her off with a 10-piece, dawg
That ain’t nothin’, I’m just bein’ friendly, dawg

It’s just a lil’ 10-piece for her
Just to blow it in the mall
Doesn’t mean that we’re involved
I just, what I just, uh, put a Richard on the card
I ain’t grow up playin’ ball versuri.online
But I’ll show you how the f**k you gotta do it
If you really wanna ball ’til you fall
When your back against the wall
And a bunch of n**gas need you to go away
Still goin’ bad on ’em anyway
Saw you last night, but did it broad day

Yeah, lot of Murakami in the hallway
Got a sticky and I keep it at my dawg’s place
Girl, I left your love at Magic, now it’s all shade
Still goin’ bad on you anyway

Woah, woah, ooh, woah
Woah, woah, ah

I could fit like 80 racks in my Amiris
Me and Drizzy back-to-back, it’s gettin’ scary
If you f**kin’ with my odds, it’s don’t come near me
Put some bands all on your head like Jason Terry

Richard Mille cost a Lambo
Known to keep the baddest b**ches on commando
Every time I’m in my trap, I move like Rambo
Ain’t a neighborhood in Philly that I can’t go
For real, she said, Oh, you rich rich
B**ch, I graduated, call me Big Fish
I got Laurie Harrier on my wish list
That’s the only thing I want for Christmas

I’ve been had my way out here, yeah, know that’s facts
You ain’t livin’ that s**t you sell, yeah, we know that’s cap
You ain’t got to ask me when you see me, know I’m strapped
DC, OVO, we back again, we goin’ plat’

It’s just a lil’ 10-piece for her
Just to blow it in the mall
Doesn’t mean that we’re involved
I just, what I just, uh, put a Richard on the card
I ain’t grow up playin’ ball
But I’ll show you how the f**k you gotta do it
If you really wanna ball ’til you fall
When your back against the wall
And a bunch of n**gas need you to go away
Still goin’ bad on ’em anyway
Saw you last night, but did it broad day

Wheezy outta here…

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