Me & You by Berner
Let me holla at you
Everybody stressing and the question I�m too fresh
And know I wanna test em, yeah I�m guessing else you�re shooting next,
Groupies bust it up and well I�m tumming through shelve checks
I love my hoe chick she is got me this Rolex,
Addict in this Louie shit, homie you smoke less,
I wrote 20 joints to the neck, lead the house with the vest
40 count my... and my deck bay shit,
I�m a rapper my vet, a white stones on my neck,
Puertorican bitch, pretty as hell
And as we got the craziest smell,
Ain�t no way I�ma fail,
I�m spending out the day in the jail,
Big fish in the game I�m aware
20 packs in the mail, all that lean got your face off pale
White ghost I�ma tell, but I�ll make bell,
If the feds really trying to f*ck me,
I�ll tell the judge to suck me,
Hook:
I�m getting dope money, I�m counting blow money
I love the whole money, I love the whole money
Me and you, me and you, me and you, me and you
Me and you, me and you, me and you, me and you.
I�m getting dope money, I�m counting blow money
I love the whole money, I love the whole money
Me and you, me and you, me and you, me and you
Me and you, me and you, me and you, me and you.
Court in the morning, bout to born on Friday
I buy some new joints porn lean on the highway
She �cause me the devil I�m a hell of an asshole
If you ain�t about that show, I�ll probably flass show,
25 packs oh, today was a good day,
I ain�t lose no one close to me, now let�s pray
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