Lyrics All These Hoes - Meek Mill , Nicki Minaj
Ain't
this
what
they've
been
waiting
for?
You
ready?
I
used
to
pray
for
times
like
this,
to
rhyme
like
this
So
I
had
to
grind
like
that
to
shine
like
this
In
a
matter
of
time
I
spent
on
some
locked
up
shit
In
the
back
of
the
paddy
wagon,
cuffs
locked
on
wrists
See
my
dreams
unfold,
nightmares
come
true
It
was
time
to
marry
the
game
and
I
said,
"Yeah,
I
do"
If
you
want
it
you
gotta
see
it
with
a
clear-eyed
view
Got
a
shorty,
she
tryna
bless
me
like
I
said,
"Achoo"
Like
a
nigga
sneezed,
nigga
please
before
them
triggers
squeeze
I'm
gettin'
cream,
never
let
them
hoes
get
in
between
Of
what
we
started,
lil'
nigga
but
I'm
lionhearted
They
love
me
when
I
was
stuck
and
they
hated
when
I
departed
I
go
and
get
it
regardless,
draw
it
like
I'm
an
artist
No
crawling,
went
straight
to
walkin'
with
foreign
cars
in
my
garage
Got
foreign
bitches
menaging,
fuckin',
suckin',
and
swallowin'
Anything
for
a
dollar,
they
tell
me
get
'em,
I
got
'em
I
did
it
without
an
album
I
did
shit
with
Mariah
Lil'
nigga
I'm
on
fire
Icy
as
a
hockey
rink,
Philly
nigga
I'm
Flyer
When
I
bought
the
Rolls
Royce
they
thought
it
was
leased
Then
I
bought
that
new
Ferrari,
hater
rest
in
peace
Hater
rest
in
peace,
rest
in
peace
to
the
parking
lot
Phantom
so
big,
it
can't
even
fit
in
the
parking
spot
You
ain't
talkin'
bout
my
niggas
then
what
you
talkin'
bout?
Gangstas
move
in
silence,
nigga
and
I
don't
talk
a
lot
I
don't
say
a
word,
I
don't
say
a
word
Was
on
my
grind
and
now
I
got
what
I
deserve
fuck
nigga
Hold
up
wait
a
minute,
y'all
thought
I
was
finished?
When
I
bought
that
Aston
Martin
y'all
thought
it
was
rented?
Flexin'
on
these
niggas,
I'm
like
Popeye
on
his
spinach
Double
M,
yeah
that's
my
team,
Rozay
the
captain,
I'm
the
lieutenant
I'm
the
type
to
count
a
million
cash
then
grind
like
I'm
broke
That
Lambo,
my
new
bitch,
she'll
ride
like
my
ghost
I'm
ridin'
around
my
city
with
my
hands
strapped
around
my
toast
Cause
these
niggas
want
me
dead
and
I
gotta
make
it
back
home
Cause
my
momma
need
that
bill
money
and
my
son
need
some
milk
These
niggas
tryna
take
my
life,
they
fuck
around
get
killed
You
fuck
around,
you
fuck
around,
you
fuck
around,
get
smoked
Cause
these
Philly
niggas
I
brought
with
me
don't
fuck
around,
no
joke
All
I
know
is
murder,
when
it
comes
to
me
I
got
young
niggas
that's
rollin'
I
got
niggas
throwin'
b's
I
done
did
the
DOAs,
I
done
did
the
KODs
Every
time
I'm
in
that
bitch
I
get
to
throwin'
30
G's
Now
I'm
hanging
out
that
drop
head,
I'm
riding
down
on
Collins
They
let
my
nigga
Ern
back
home,
that
young
nigga
be
wildin'
We
young
niggas
and
we
mobbin',
like
Batman
and
we're
robbin'
(Robin)
This
2-door
Maybach,
with
my
seat
all
reclinin'
I'm
like
real
nigga
what
up,
real
nigga
what
up
If
you
ain't
about
that
murder
game
then
pussy
nigga
shut
up
If
you
diss
me
in
yo'
raps,
I'll
get
your
pussy
ass
stuck
up
When
you
touchdown
in
my
hood,
no
that
tour
life
ain't
good
Catch
me
down
in
MIA,
at
that
heat
game
on
wood
With
that
Puma
life
on
my
feet,
like
that
little
engine
I
could
Boy
I
slide
down
on
your
block,
bike
on
twelve
o'clock
And
they
be
throwing
deuces
on
the
same
nigga
they
watch
And
I'm
the
king
of
my
city
cause
I'm
still
calling
them
shots
And
these
lames
talking
that
bullshit
the
same
niggas
that
flock
I'm
the
same
nigga
from
Berks
Street
with
them
nappy
braids
that
lock
The
same
nigga
that
came
up
and
I
had
to
wait
for
my
spot
And
these
niggas
hating
on
me,
hoes
waiting
on
me
Still
on
that
hood
shit,
my
Rolls
Royce
on
E
They
gon'
remember
me,
I
say
remember
me
So
much
money
have
ya
friends
turn
into
enemies
And
with
these
beef
I
turn
my
enemies
to
memories
With
them
bricks
they
go
from
40
ain't
no
10
a
key,
hold
up
Broke
nigga
turn
rich,
love
the
game
like
Mitch
And
if
I
leave
you
think
them
pretty
hoes
gon'
still
suck
my
dick?
It
was
something
'bout
that
Rollie
when
it
first
touched
my
wrist
Had
me
feeling
like
that
dope
boy
when
he
first
touched
that
brick
I'm
gone
1 Dope Dealer
2 Im so Sorry
3 Flexin on 'Em
4 All These Hoes
5 Throw Some Mo
6 Truffle Butter
7 Bitch I'm Madonna
8 True Colors
9 Low
10 Bed of Lies
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