Miss Me Lyrics - Ace Hood

Yeah 

I'm Mister Hood 

Okay I'm stacking dead presidents 

Out there to my testament 

Trying to get my money long, Yao Ming measurements 

Sorry for my absences, Khaled they been asking him 

Where your youngest problem been? 

I been grinding trying to win 

Studio, the money flowing, Rosay in them bucket Benz 

Back up on my luck again, cut off some disloyal friends 

Added me a bitch that's super thick I call her Medicine 

I hate to exaggerate, her head is Excedrin 

My flow is some syphilis, that's what makes me different 

See me as your militant, yeah I'm on some other shit 

Step back in this motherfucker, still in lead I'm resting it 

May not have the hype but I'm the topic that they want to trend 

I'm just doing me, that's the story, let the shit begin 

Got two albums out and they ain't chilling or arresting it 

Killing everything, come arrest me then 

Bitches do each other, yeah they lesbians 

Let them meet the dick, introduce a friend 

Who would have thought that I'd do a double set of twins 

They only fucking because the emblem on the whip a Benz 

I'm coming for the top and sparing niggas, that depends 

And they hear me talking about an album and they faces grin 

You thought that hating would've worked, here we go again 

And forgive me Lord if ever that I had to sin 

I'm inspired off of life and not what a nigga did 

Had visions of doing it big since the age of ten 

I know they missed me I will never make them wait again 

No disrespect but it was never safe to let me in 

May 11 '88 I've been a problem since 

Nigga 

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Tell me 

Tell me what's really going on 

Gutta back up in this bitch I'm ready, what's happening? 

What's happening? 

What's happening? 

I'm back again 

And I'm in a Benz 

What's happening? 

What's happening? 

Gutta back up in this bitch, I'm ready 

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