[Intro: Meek Mill]Hold up wait a minuteY'all thought I was finished[Hook: Meek Mill](x2)Fuck you mean boyI spent a thousand on these mahfucking jeans boySo much money got it busting out the seems boyYou got my old bitch I took my new bitch out your dreams boyWhat the fuck you mean boy[Bridge: Meek Mill](x6)What the fuck you mean, what the fuck you mean[Verse 1: Meek Mill]Same hoes that said I couldn't get it trying to kick itBalmain denim spent a thousand on the ticketTrapping out the bando money knocking like who is itThink that Benji at the door, grab the chopper go and get itI sit back all leaning, ain't no rap star neitherLet that mac all stream we cook that crack all [?]I got your rent on my belt, talking your house on my wristYour car note on my jeans, my sneaks bloody as shitThat's murder sing bloody murder bloody murderI ask your bitch do all this money made her nervousShe do it good and I'mma pay her for her serviceWhen bosses talking shut your mouth if you a workerCause I've been working chasing money like I'm hurtingGetting pussy in my Maybach think the driver heard usRoll the partition upAll in the cut act like this broad give a fuckI know she down for whatever gon' do it all for a buckAnd now that Boosie back home know we gon' ball for a monthCause real niggas come first that's why we all in the frontAnd suckas all in the back, and all of us strappedWhy don't we fuck with you pussy niggas, cause all of them rats[Hook: Meek Mill](x2)[Bridge: Meek Mill](x6)[Verse 2: Lil Boosie]I keep a hundred grand in these Robin jeansWhat the fuck you meanBitches left me in prison they threw away their dreamsI'm the leader of the mad max murder teamIce man conscious and my money is growing treesSicker than ever richer than ever call a Brinks truckWhat the fuck you mean girl, its two words bitch fuckI beat it up, holding my line you better get it upBuzz strong money long street nigga real as fuckWhat the fuck you mean, what the fuck you meanFuck you, fuck your momma, and fuck your teamThe seems busting out my jeans I need HOV moneyNo 360 deal this shit real get all my show moneyHold up let me let my money talkMy rollie cost your house, my shows sold outGot more thousand dollar jeans that there's stores up in the SouthIn my heart I'm a boss and this is this is this is what the fuck I'm meanBoosie Badazz ball biggest bank rollsYou can have my old bitch cause I don't do the same hoesThe jeans in my closet add up to a Range RoverWhat the fuck you mean I'm that nigga game over[Hook: Meek Mill](x2)[Bridge: Meek Mill](x6)Suggest Fuck You Mean lyrics correctionsSongwriters: Robert Williams, Torrence Hatch.Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.Fuck You Mean lyrics licensed through LyricFind. Meek Mill
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