Cartier* lyrics

by

T.I.


*Lyrics from Leak*

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Ah (Ah), yeah (Yeah)
Used to want a rollie, rollie, rollie with a dab of ranch
So I put that Pyrex in my hood and made an avalanche, gang
Rollie (Rollie), rollie (Rollie)
Bust down, n*ggas can't hold me (Bust down)
Sip 19' 'till I OD (OD)
Feeling like Julio own me (Own me)
Chillin', just me and my woadies (Gang)
Buck on the law, we brodies (Skrt, skrt)
Lambo' clean, we dirty, skate off
Judge might give me thirty, take off
Pullin' thru to scoop that thot (Thot)
Snatch that ho out the radar (Radar)
Boy, you too, too hot (Hot)
n*ggas took shot, they missed, they way off (Brr)
Told me it wasn't my time
Patek-Phillipe, I ball, no play-offs
n*ggas can't stop my grind, I put in all of the work 'til it pay off

[Bridge: Meek Mill]
Ain't no chill (Chill)
n*ggas can't shut me up (Shut up)
Big B's on my wheels (Skrrt)
I just levelled up (Levels)
Shawty know the deal (Deal)
She gon' let me f*ck (Hit it)
I'm a Navy Seal, I get that hoe touched
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
That's your ho, for me, she goin' all the way
I ain't know, 'cause that ho just a call away
Went to jail with some bracelets the other day
Got her stored in my phone under Cartier, hey
Cartier, let her level up the boss for a day
I'm Miami, we gon' ball, D-Wade
Diamond choker, she a doll for the day

[Verse 2: Offset]
Ayy, put in designer, 'Bana
She can do what [?] (Handle that)
She hood like [?] (Hood)
Put it in your throat, don't vomit (Eugh, ah)
Turn into a zombie (Hoo)
Hoppin' in the jet, cross country
She blow it like a trumpet, but I ain't c*m
But I really wanna cousin, you
Yeah (Yeah), I'm a player (Player)
Pinky ring (Ring), Kyrie layup (Bling, bling)
Walkin' like the king, apart these b*tches, yeah (King of pop)
Bad b*tch got the meanest top, put in Chanel (Chanel)
Buckle your seatbelt (Buckle up)
Get right on top of me, come one and ride (Ride)
Might buy you a Jeep, yeah (Jeep)
Only, only if you can survive (Only)
I f*ck her to sleep, yeah (Woo)
Slippery, slippery, watery slide (Slippery)
We both get geeked up (Geek)
Give me the top, it's the perfect vibe (Hey)
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
That's your ho, for me, she goin' all the way
I ain't know, 'cause that ho just a call away
Went to jail with some bracelets the other day
Got her stored in my phone under Cartier, hey
Cartier, let her level up the boss for a day
I'm Miami, we gon' ball, D-Wade
Diamond choker, she a doll for the day

[Open Verse]

[Bridge: Meek Mill]
Ain't no chill (Chill)
n*ggas can't shut me up (Shut up)
Big B's on my wheels (Skrrt)
I just levelled up (Levels)
Shawty know the deal (Deal)
She gon' let me f*ck (Hit it)
I'm a Navy Seal, I get that hoe touched

[Chorus: Meek Mill]
That's your ho, for me, she goin' all the way
I ain't know, 'cause that ho just a call away
Went to jail with some bracelets the other day
Got her stored in my phone under Cartier, hey
Cartier, let her level up the boss for a day
Out in Miami, we gon' ball, D-Wade
Diamond choker, she a doll for the day

*Lyrics from Snippet*

[Verse]
[??] stand me, ah
[??] jumping like [??] dancing, ah
Scoop that b*tch out her panties
Pull out the wraith to the mansion
[??]
Fakers, fakers, fakers, fakers
21, plat that [??]
21, 21, 21 , hunnids on hunnids
It look like like a sandwich
I turn the b*tch into a
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