16 (Ft. Tracy T) 歌词
| 歌曲 | 16 (Ft. Tracy T) |
| 歌手 | Meek Mill |
| 专辑 | Dreams Are Worth More Than Money |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [Hook: Tracy T] x2 | |
| Started with 16, ***** | |
| Now I've got a hundred P's, ***** | |
| Migo came and drop the ton, ******* | |
| Made the profit, gave it to my mom | |
| [Verse 1: Tracy T] | |
| Migo came and drop the ton | |
| ***** I got a lot of ones | |
| Lot of twenties, lot of fifties, lot of hundreds, lot of guns | |
| Started started started started, with an L bow | |
| Thank thank thank God for the truck loads | |
| Pockets only going crazy like wow ***** | |
| I got platinum like my jewelry ***** em gold digger | |
| Wow wow wow wow , Quarters used to sack 'em up | |
| Zips I used to sack 'em up, now the driver backin' up | |
| Bad ******* she bustin' bells weight on the scale and bag em up | |
| ***** try to rob, I gave 'em hell, the choppa backed him up | |
| Bang bang bang bang! Just another toe tag | |
| Wow wow wow wow Got it all up off a bag | |
| [Hook: Tracy T] x2 | |
| [Verse 2: Meek Mill] | |
| Started with a 16, now I've got a hundred P's | |
| I was dead broke, i used to pray to get a hundred ki's | |
| Posted on the corner, ounce of coke in my dungarees | |
| Watchin for the [?] tryna sting us like bumblebees | |
| Leanin' off that pro-meth | |
| Hundred bands ain't no sweat | |
| Go and tell a hommie *****, ***** your plug | |
| ***** your body you ain't got no check | |
| Cause my *****s ball | |
| Ball like there ain't no ref | |
| And these *****s flat tops, blow my whistles | |
| Call for a pound though it ain't no text | |
| So it ain't no shop | |
| Brand new coupe with a see through roof | |
| But it ain't no drop | |
| Hold up | |
| There ain't no drop with a see through roof? | |
| So there ain't no top | |
| Cause i've got panoramic views | |
| Put your men up on the news | |
| And i put you up in a hearse | |
| And leave your family with the blues, ***** | |
| [Hook: Tracy T] x2 | |
| [Verse 3: Tracy T] | |
| Hol up hol up hol up hol up what’s you doing *****? | |
| Whole thing for 33, that's Patrick Ewing ***** | |
| Same ******* that ain’t laugh when I told a joke | |
| Now I can talk a hundred thousand out they ******* ho | |
| I slamp dunk it with my migo, throw that alley-oop | |
| 30 footer I can show a ***** how to shoot | |
| Yeah they talking 'bout who is T? But who the ***** is you? | |
| Thousand dollar suit, thousand thousand dollar shoes | |
| I gave my mom all of the profit ***** | |
| Next trip I bought some diamonds clear as vodka ***** | |
| Vacheron, gold Rollie or an A.P | |
| Started with a pound now i gotta thousand p's | |
| [Hook: Tracy T] x2 |
| Hook: Tracy T x2 | |
| Started with 16, | |
| Now I' ve got a hundred P' s, | |
| Migo came and drop the ton, | |
| Made the profit, gave it to my mom | |
| Verse 1: Tracy T | |
| Migo came and drop the ton | |
| I got a lot of ones | |
| Lot of twenties, lot of fifties, lot of hundreds, lot of guns | |
| Started started started started, with an L bow | |
| Thank thank thank God for the truck loads | |
| Pockets only going crazy like wow | |
| I got platinum like my jewelry em gold digger | |
| Wow wow wow wow , Quarters used to sack ' em up | |
| Zips I used to sack ' em up, now the driver backin' up | |
| Bad she bustin' bells weight on the scale and bag em up | |
| try to rob, I gave ' em hell, the choppa backed him up | |
| Bang bang bang bang! Just another toe tag | |
| Wow wow wow wow Got it all up off a bag | |
| Hook: Tracy T x2 | |
| Verse 2: Meek Mill | |
| Started with a 16, now I' ve got a hundred P' s | |
| I was dead broke, i used to pray to get a hundred ki' s | |
| Posted on the corner, ounce of coke in my dungarees | |
| Watchin for the ? tryna sting us like bumblebees | |
| Leanin' off that prometh | |
| Hundred bands ain' t no sweat | |
| Go and tell a hommie , your plug | |
| your body you ain' t got no check | |
| Cause my s ball | |
| Ball like there ain' t no ref | |
| And these s flat tops, blow my whistles | |
| Call for a pound though it ain' t no text | |
| So it ain' t no shop | |
| Brand new coupe with a see through roof | |
| But it ain' t no drop | |
| Hold up | |
| There ain' t no drop with a see through roof? | |
| So there ain' t no top | |
| Cause i' ve got panoramic views | |
| Put your men up on the news | |
| And i put you up in a hearse | |
| And leave your family with the blues, | |
| Hook: Tracy T x2 | |
| Verse 3: Tracy T | |
| Hol up hol up hol up hol up what' s you doing ? | |
| Whole thing for 33, that' s Patrick Ewing | |
| Same that ain' t laugh when I told a joke | |
| Now I can talk a hundred thousand out they ho | |
| I slamp dunk it with my migo, throw that alleyoop | |
| 30 footer I can show a how to shoot | |
| Yeah they talking ' bout who is T? But who the is you? | |
| Thousand dollar suit, thousand thousand dollar shoes | |
| I gave my mom all of the profit | |
| Next trip I bought some diamonds clear as vodka | |
| Vacheron, gold Rollie or an A. P | |
| Started with a pound now i gotta thousand p' s | |
| Hook: Tracy T x2 |
| Hook: Tracy T x2 | |
| Started with 16, | |
| Now I' ve got a hundred P' s, | |
| Migo came and drop the ton, | |
| Made the profit, gave it to my mom | |
| Verse 1: Tracy T | |
| Migo came and drop the ton | |
| I got a lot of ones | |
| Lot of twenties, lot of fifties, lot of hundreds, lot of guns | |
| Started started started started, with an L bow | |
| Thank thank thank God for the truck loads | |
| Pockets only going crazy like wow | |
| I got platinum like my jewelry em gold digger | |
| Wow wow wow wow , Quarters used to sack ' em up | |
| Zips I used to sack ' em up, now the driver backin' up | |
| Bad she bustin' bells weight on the scale and bag em up | |
| try to rob, I gave ' em hell, the choppa backed him up | |
| Bang bang bang bang! Just another toe tag | |
| Wow wow wow wow Got it all up off a bag | |
| Hook: Tracy T x2 | |
| Verse 2: Meek Mill | |
| Started with a 16, now I' ve got a hundred P' s | |
| I was dead broke, i used to pray to get a hundred ki' s | |
| Posted on the corner, ounce of coke in my dungarees | |
| Watchin for the ? tryna sting us like bumblebees | |
| Leanin' off that prometh | |
| Hundred bands ain' t no sweat | |
| Go and tell a hommie , your plug | |
| your body you ain' t got no check | |
| Cause my s ball | |
| Ball like there ain' t no ref | |
| And these s flat tops, blow my whistles | |
| Call for a pound though it ain' t no text | |
| So it ain' t no shop | |
| Brand new coupe with a see through roof | |
| But it ain' t no drop | |
| Hold up | |
| There ain' t no drop with a see through roof? | |
| So there ain' t no top | |
| Cause i' ve got panoramic views | |
| Put your men up on the news | |
| And i put you up in a hearse | |
| And leave your family with the blues, | |
| Hook: Tracy T x2 | |
| Verse 3: Tracy T | |
| Hol up hol up hol up hol up what' s you doing ? | |
| Whole thing for 33, that' s Patrick Ewing | |
| Same that ain' t laugh when I told a joke | |
| Now I can talk a hundred thousand out they ho | |
| I slamp dunk it with my migo, throw that alleyoop | |
| 30 footer I can show a how to shoot | |
| Yeah they talking ' bout who is T? But who the is you? | |
| Thousand dollar suit, thousand thousand dollar shoes | |
| I gave my mom all of the profit | |
| Next trip I bought some diamonds clear as vodka | |
| Vacheron, gold Rollie or an A. P | |
| Started with a pound now i gotta thousand p' s | |
| Hook: Tracy T x2 |
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