Artist: Meek Mill f/ Drake, Jeremih Album: Dreamchasers 2 Mixtape Song: Amen Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Intro] I just wanna thank God for all the pretty women he let into my life All the Benjamins you let me count Wealth and health, for my family And lettin me ball on these niggaz Ha ha~! [Chorus: Meek Mill] Now there's a lot of bad bitches in the buildin (amen) A couple real niggaz in the buildin (amen) I'm finna kill niggaz in the buildin (amen) I tell the waiter fifty bottles and she tell me say when And I say church (preach) We make it light up like a church (preach) She wanna fuck and I say church (preach) Do live on Sunday like a church (preach) [Meek Mill] Bottle after bottle, drink until I overdose Pull up in the Phantom watch them bitches catch the holy ghost Ery'time I step up in the dealer I be goin broke Shorty wanna fuck me I say get on top and rollercoast And I lay back, she go cray, fuck me good, but she no stay Murder on that pussy let her boyfriend get that DOA Get it? {*laughing*} And all I get is Frito Lay Plus I'm on probation when they test me I just pee Rozay Last night, I went hard, peach Ciroc, Patron and all Thirty racks on Magnum bottles, I think I was born to ball Lookin like a million plus, fresh I'm out that corner store Hater I be doin me, you guys should be doin y'all I'm stackin money to the ceiling All this ice that's in my Roley I be chillin And I just made a couple million So I could take care of them children, let's go [Chorus] [Drake] Just bought my niggaz some 'caine, so much it came with a plane Bought my niggaz some dope, so much it came with a boat I just bought me a crib, so big it came with a moat for niggaz jumpin the fence, I hope you niggaz can float And I just hope that I'm forgiven for carin 'bout how they livin and loanin a little money and keepin 'em out of prison I ain't lyin in my verses, I'm just tellin you the basics of growin up with your friends and becomin the one that made it, yes Lord! All gold, man I got these bitches sold Talkin 'bout these other rappers gettin old is even gettin old Worryin about your followers, you need to get your dollars up Me and Meek, young niggaz poppin like our collars up And good ain't good enough, and yo' hood ain't hood enough Spent my whole life puttin on, you spend yo' whole life puttin up Ain't no tellin when I go, so there ain't shit that I'ma wait for I'm the type to say a prayer and then go get what I just prayed for Let me church [Chorus] [Meek Mill] + (Jeremih) Lord forgive me for my sins, I'm just tryin to win and shit Devil in a dress but if she knock I let her in And if she knock I let her in I have her wet by twelve o'clock, then 3 o'clock she wet again I'm screaming oh Lord, that pussy good, that pussy good I'm tryin to hold on, I wish I could, you think I should She got that million dollar body, shorty my Bugatti And she said she got a man, we keep it secret illuminati (Got Patron on deck) And Ciroc all in my bottle (Push it all on her) She was on that Reposado (She take it all off) And I think I'll rep Serato In this bitch I'm spendin like I hit the lotto!! Cause it's a lot of [Chorus]