Lyrics You Mean - Meek Mill, Rick Ross & Wale feat. Boosie Badazz
Hold
up
wait
a
minute
Y'all
thought
I
was
finished
Fuck
you
mean
boy?
I
spent
a
thousand
on
these
mu'fucking
jeans
boy
So
much
money
got
it
busting
out
the
seams
boy
You
got
my
old
bitch
I
took
my
new
bitch
out
your
dreams
boy
What
the
fuck
you
mean
boy?
What
the
fuck
you
mean?
What
the
fuck
you
mean?
Same
hoes
that
said
I
couldn't
get
it
trying
to
kick
it
Balmain
denim
spent
a
thousand
on
the
ticket
Trapping
out
the
bando
money
knocking
like
who
is
it
Think
that
Benji
at
the
door,
grab
the
chopper
go
and
get
it
I
sit
back
all
leaning,
ain't
no
rap
star
neither
Let
that
mac
off
screaming,
we
cook
that
crack
hard,
cement
I
got
your
rent
on
my
belt,
talking
your
house
on
my
wrist
Your
car
note
on
my
jeans,
my
sneaks
bloody
as
shit
That's
murder
sing
bloody
murder
bloody
murder
I
ask
your
bitch
do
all
this
money
make
her
nervous
She
do
it
good
and
I'mma
pay
her
for
her
service
When
bosses
talking
shut
your
mouth
if
you
a
worker
Cause
I've
been
working
chasing
money
like
I'm
hurting
Getting
pussy
in
my
Maybach
think
the
driver
heard
us
Roll
the
partition
up
All
in
the
cut
ain't
like
this
broad
give
a
fuck
I
know
she
down
for
whatever
gon'
do
it
all
for
a
buck
And
now
that
Boosie
back
home
know
we
gon'
ball
for
a
month
Cause
real
niggas
come
first
that's
why
we
all
in
the
front
And
suckas
all
in
the
back,
and
all
of
us
strapped
Why
don't
we
fuck
with
you
pussy
niggas,
cause
all
of
them
rats
I
keep
a
hundred
grand
in
these
Robin
jeans
What
the
fuck
you
mean
Bitches
left
me
in
prison
they
threw
away
their
dreams
I'm
the
leader
of
the
mad
max
murder
team
Ice
man
conscious
and
my
money
is
growing
trees
Sicker
than
ever
richer
than
ever
call
a
Brinks
truck
What
the
fuck
you
mean
girl,
its
two
words
bitch
fuck
I
beat
it
up,
holding
my
line
you
better
get
it
up
Buzz
strong
money
long
street
nigga
real
as
fuck
What
the
fuck
you
mean,
what
the
fuck
you
mean
Fuck
you,
fuck
your
momma,
and
fuck
your
team
The
seems
busting
out
my
jeans
I
need
HOV
money
No
360
deal
this
shit
real
get
all
my
show
money
Hold
up
let
me
let
my
money
talk
My
rollie
cost
your
house,
my
shows
sold
out
Got
more
thousand
dollar
jeans
that
there's
stores
up
in
the
South
In
my
heart
I'm
a
boss
and
this
is
this
is
this
is
what
the
fuck
I'm
mean
Boosie
Badazz
ball
biggest
bank
rolls
You
can
have
my
old
bitch
cause
I
don't
do
the
same
hoes
The
jeans
in
my
closet
add
up
to
a
Range
Rover
What
the
fuck
you
mean
I'm
that
nigga
game
over
1 Cream
2 The Get Back
3 Black Bottles
4 Presley
5 I Like It
6 The Deep End
7 Keep It Moving
8 Often
9 You Mean
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