Fa Sho Lyrics - Singles - Meek Mill

I be getting money fucking hoes 

Hundred bands on me everywhere I go 

Lot of things on me everywhere I go 

If you on the other side then you got to go 

Bruce Lee Roy I got the glow 

Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe 

Hundred bands on me everywhere I go 

Lot of niggas hating but they keep it on the low 

I keep my bitch in Celine that's fa sho 

I keep my bitch in Vera Wang that's fa sho 

I keep my hittas on the plane that's fa sho 

And the streets know my names that's fa sho, sho 

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I've been getting money on the low 

Type of nigga buy a Birken for your hoe 

Hundred thousand on me everywhere I go 

Bought a Range just to drive it in the snow 

Fuck you niggas talking shit is lit 

Riding dirty got the chopper in the Bent 

Got your baby momma trying to get a flick 

Now nigga tell your baby momma fuck up off my dick 

I'm just cooling with my young niggas 

She in the VIP with all these drug dealers 

Acting like she never fucked with you 

And she told me that you a fuck nigga 

When you popping like we popping my nigga ain't no laying low 

Mixing that Givenchy with Valentino camo 

Fuck on the air mattress all in the bando 

Dabbing like I'm Cam tho 

Touchdown, yeah hoe 

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I be getting money fucking hoes 

Hundred bands on me everywhere I go 

Lot of things on me everywhere I go 

If you on the other side then you got to go 

Bruce Lee Roy I got the glow 

Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe 

Hundred bands on me everywhere I go 

Lot of niggas hating but they keep it on the low 

I keep my bitch in Celine that's fa sho 

I keep my bitch in Vera Wang that's fa sho 

I keep my hittas on the plane that's fa sho 

And the streets know my name that's fa sho, sho 

Yea, mobbing at the clear port 

Richard Milli all plain like the air port 

Therefore I am flyer than an air force 

Looking devilish I pull up in that red Porsch 

Now we got your bitch up on the money train 

I heard she fucking what's his name and what's his name 

I only pop the perc so I don't feel the pain 

Feel the pain, feel the pain, make them feel the flame 

All these corny niggas winning I don't know who to blame 

But maybe its the internet, I've been busy counting money you should do the same 

Every nigga round me got a body 

Shorty with me trying to kick it like karate 

In my DM acting thirsty word to Gotti 

And it be going down when I pull up to the party 

I be getting money fucking hoes 

Hundred bands on me everywhere I go 

Lot of things on me everywhere I go 

If you on the other side then you got to go 

Bruce Lee Roy I got the glow 

Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe 

Hundred bands on me everywhere I go 

Lot of niggas hating but they keep it on the low 

I keep my bitch in Celine that's fa sho 

I keep my bitch in Vera Wang that's fa sho 

I keep my hittas on the plane that's fa sho 

And the streets know my names that's fa sho, sho 

I'm still balling, money still calling 

I'm on my eigth Rollie, niggas still talking 

Flood the whole band, it look like real water 

Ticket after ticket I feel like I'm will calling 

Niggas hating on me I don't feel for 'em 

Cause my South Philly niggas kill at will for 'em 

And my North Philly niggas do the drill for 'em 

The lawyers paid nigga made me spend a mil on 'em, pussy! 

Blow the motherfucking money on these niggas 

I be getting money fucking hoes 

Hundred bands on me everywhere I go 

Lot of things on me everywhere I go 

If you on the other side then you got to go 

Bruce Lee Roy I got the glow 

Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe 

Hundred bands on me everywhere I go 

Lot of niggas hating but they keep it on the low 

I keep my bitch in Celine that's fa sho 

I keep my bitch in Vera Wang that's fa sho 

I keep my hittas on the plane that's fa sho 

And the streets know my names that's fa sho, sho