Maybach Drip Lyrics - Rick Ross

[Intro: Meek Mill & Lil Juice] 

Eastside to the westside shit 

You already know how we came 

(Maybach Music) 

Salute 

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up! 

Yeah 

[Verse 1: Meek Mill] 

My young nigga, he low, ain't got no Instagram 

But he do them wackies for the fifty bands 

Fear nothing, rare rum and that's on any man 

We like dope boy, we gon' smoke boy, out that minivan (Woah) 

Rocking Off-White on my off-night 

Niggas swing a punch, it be a lost life 

Told my dawg to put that tech up, that don't spark right 

Money dancing at the clip, boy this a boss life 

When I be on the West, I know some real Crips 

Going platinum with them choppas, making real hits 

I done lost so many homies, I can't feel shit 

So I been jumping out that chopper like I'm Will Smith 

Her ass fake but she a real bitch 

Suck me super good and she ain't hard to deal with 

And she don't post me either, she be on some chill shit 

And she know if she fuck a lame, I cut her real quick 

Gang 

[Chorus: Meek Mill] 

Cut that bitch off (Cut that bitch) 

If she ain't a dime, she make my dick soft (Fuck that bitch) 

Rocking the Saint Laurent, we having a drip off (Let it drip) 

Nigga, I've been ballin' since the tip off (Tip off, woah) 

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[Verse 2: Rick Ross] 

G5, I got a set of twin bitches 

Me and Diddy, money not a big difference (Haha) 

Crib on a lake, and it's so remote 

Half a brick in the Wraith, smoking on the roach 

I got sliders that will hit you for a stack 

Walk up on you, strike you like you was a match 

Walk you in a dome, and I can't hide a patch 

You was innocent but you was running with a rat (Ha) 

I got a two door with the Fendi seats 

Two Cuban links, I'm living big as Meech 

I'm moving kilos like they funnel cakes 

Got me on a record, patience, screaming 

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