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Lesbiana Video (MV)




Performed By: NH Meech
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: NH Meech




NH Meech - Lesbiana Lyrics
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Grinding ain't the word I'm really out here tryna get it
Niggas fresh from off the road I'm in the booth until we finished
Got my people waiting for the drop it's been minute
I was cracking both them hoes the same day still don't regret it
Ima play the cards that I was delt you folded nigga
Said I'm bouta f*ck the city up I told you Niggas
Got them skeezers lying on my name like quit trolling nigga
You can't even snap a normal flic with me I make motion pictures
I won't let no lil hoe get the chance ian with the drama
I be on the mic I'm sorry baby I don't dance passada
Can't go back and forth with you lil niggas you ain't have a father
The same bitch that won't get off my meat told you she's lesbiana
I just let my white bitch drive the boat she chased with ginger ale
Kylo keep on stacking up them ps almost broke the scale
Maz put me hip it's on the plane we don't do the mail
I can get it in and get it off and we won't leave a trail
Could've chanced it when he got to court but he fouled out
Put him onna shirt he caught a case with a loud mouth
I used to rap wit Brady In the class we got a crowd now
I was blessing niggas ears at 16 check the Soundcloud
Mola took a nigga off his feet but he was not with Nimbus
I could show you how to cook that put your shoulder in it
Her friend in my dm i'll never fold they wanna see me finished
Don't know how why this lil hoe mad at me I said y'all both could get it
I just had a birds eye view but I ain't see a thing
Dame gon drop the beat I'm taking flight I'm on that Irish spring
I could show you niggas how to ball come and make some cheese
I could never give a bitch my all I fell in love with fiends
Told y'all I could never wife a bitch she got a ring pop
Cuz you the type to bang my unreleased and post a screenshot
Wait hold up Cruu I got sum shit to say bro make the beat stop
Tell them niggas go and throw the key away we got the streets locked
But Ima tell her what she wanna hear and that shit never fails
I could show you how to move some weight without a CDL
Window shoppers asking for the price but this shit not for sale
If you ain't sliding cashapp ready you can go to hell
If You wanna go against meech you'll the face the consequences
You ain't talking pape so when you speak we are not gon listen
Smoke is in the air my vision clear and I got them trippin
All my haters still sittin in trap without a pot to piss in
James get the f*ck out the way I'm bouta crowd surf
Ion want no switch on my glock need a round burst
I'm stuffing all my packs inside her bag she gotta loud purse
Tryna eat me at the show I made her wait we gotta bounce first
But Ima tell her what she wanna hear and that shit never fails
I could show you how to move some weight without a CDL
Window shoppers asking for the price but this shit not for sale
If you ain't sliding cashapp ready you can go to hell
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Grinding ain't the word I'm really out here tryna get it
Niggas fresh from off the road I'm in the booth until we finished
Got my people waiting for the drop it's been minute
I was cracking both them hoes the same day still don't regret it
Ima play the cards that I was delt you folded nigga
Said I'm bouta f*ck the city up I told you Niggas
Got them skeezers lying on my name like quit trolling nigga
You can't even snap a normal flic with me I make motion pictures
I won't let no lil hoe get the chance ian with the drama
I be on the mic I'm sorry baby I don't dance passada
Can't go back and forth with you lil niggas you ain't have a father
The same bitch that won't get off my meat told you she's lesbiana
I just let my white bitch drive the boat she chased with ginger ale
Kylo keep on stacking up them ps almost broke the scale
Maz put me hip it's on the plane we don't do the mail
I can get it in and get it off and we won't leave a trail
Could've chanced it when he got to court but he fouled out
Put him onna shirt he caught a case with a loud mouth
I used to rap wit Brady In the class we got a crowd now
I was blessing niggas ears at 16 check the Soundcloud
Mola took a nigga off his feet but he was not with Nimbus
I could show you how to cook that put your shoulder in it
Her friend in my dm i'll never fold they wanna see me finished
Don't know how why this lil hoe mad at me I said y'all both could get it
I just had a birds eye view but I ain't see a thing
Dame gon drop the beat I'm taking flight I'm on that Irish spring
I could show you niggas how to ball come and make some cheese
I could never give a bitch my all I fell in love with fiends
Told y'all I could never wife a bitch she got a ring pop
Cuz you the type to bang my unreleased and post a screenshot
Wait hold up Cruu I got sum shit to say bro make the beat stop
Tell them niggas go and throw the key away we got the streets locked
But Ima tell her what she wanna hear and that shit never fails
I could show you how to move some weight without a CDL
Window shoppers asking for the price but this shit not for sale
If you ain't sliding cashapp ready you can go to hell
If You wanna go against meech you'll the face the consequences
You ain't talking pape so when you speak we are not gon listen
Smoke is in the air my vision clear and I got them trippin
All my haters still sittin in trap without a pot to piss in
James get the f*ck out the way I'm bouta crowd surf
Ion want no switch on my glock need a round burst
I'm stuffing all my packs inside her bag she gotta loud purse
Tryna eat me at the show I made her wait we gotta bounce first
But Ima tell her what she wanna hear and that shit never fails
I could show you how to move some weight without a CDL
Window shoppers asking for the price but this shit not for sale
If you ain't sliding cashapp ready you can go to hell
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Writer: NH Meech
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