NAV X MEEK MILL – TAP | 3XL

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NAV – Tap ft. Meek Mill

 

Paroles/Lyrics :

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I’m in London, got my beat from London)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
In the trap, hang in places that you can’t go
Glock .40, he got smokey, yeah, the draco
Thousand nights on that corner eating egg-rolls
Bad bitch Puerto Rican, look like J. Lo, woah
They tried to extort me, I ain’t pay though
Only thing I gave ’em was a halo
A-hole, Uber on the way, ho
Fuck her from the back, put my thumb all in her A-hole
I got bands for real, diamonds on me, they dance for real
All these sticks and drums, banging like we in a band for real
I got cake, I stay humble, know I’m the man for real
I got hitters, we don’t rumble, tell your mans to chill
Yo, who’s mans is this? (Somebody come get this nigga)
All up in my section Instagramming shit
I be with some real hitters, they ain’t with that camera shit
‘Cause they really out here in the field and they be slammin’ shit
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap
Giving head taps, left tats, tats, tats (yeah)
They said that they were with it but it’s cap, cap, cap (cap)
Aimin’ at your fitted, push it back, back, back (yeah, back)
Work, work, work, work, work (work)
One phone call get you whacked, whacked, whacked (brr)
Try to slap me, we gon’ let it slap, slap, slap (slap, slap)
Cross a line, it’s too late, you can’t take it back, back, back (yeah)
They got my brother locked inside a cage (in a cage)
Take them shackles off his feet, he ain’t a slave (slave)
Growing up in the hood, you don’t learn how to behave (‘have)
How we gon’ learn to stack if we ain’t got nothing to save? (Save)
Got a little bad bitch, got some work done on her butt (on her butt)
Gotta catch another flight as soon as I catch my nut (catch my nut)
Just being honest, Meek was the first to show me love (show me love)
And the first time that I seen a Maybach was with cuz (cuz)
Gettin’ these bags, we might as well tell the opps it’s up (it’s up)
Got wedding bands but I still don’t got a bitch to cuff
In every city I go, they already know what’s up (what’s up)
I got these oysters, I could get straight to the plug
Tap, tap, tap, tap
Giving head taps, left tats, tats, tats (yeah)
They said that they were with it but it’s cap, cap, cap (cap)
Aimin’ at your fitted, push it back, back, back (yeah, back)
Work, work, work, work, work (work)
One phone call get you whacked, whacked, whacked (brr)
Try to slap me, we gon’ let it slap, slap, slap (slap, slap)
Cross a line, it’s too late, you can’t take it back, back, back (yeah)
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