Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Meek Mill
Vocals
Nicki Minaj
Vocals
Rick Ross
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Onika Maraj
Songwriter
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Songwriter
William Leonard Roberts II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Key Wane
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
There's three types of **** in life
**** that make it happen
**** that watch it happen
And **** that don't even know what the fuck is going on
Choose one, yeah
[Intro]
I got all these bad bitches twerkin'
Waves on swim, shit surfin'
I don't want y'all **** 'round me
Broke **** make me nervous
I got all these bad bitches twerkin'
Waves on swim, shit surfin'
I don't want y'all **** 'round me
Broke **** make me nervous
[Intro]
There's three types of **** in life
**** that make it happen
**** that watch it happen
And **** that don't even know what the fuck is going on
Choose one, yeah
[Verse 1]
I got all these bad bitches twerkin'
Waves on swim, shit surfin'
I don't want y'all **** 'round me
Broke **** make me nervous
Shawty said she want that paper
Pop pussy like she workin'
Damn, a **** finally famous
Rari by the Benz, I'm swervin' (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Fuck rap, I might sell swag
She want me 'cause she know I got that Chanel tag
She fuck me and she gon' get that Chanel swag
Her boyfriend like, "Where you get that Chanel bag?"
Fifty-five hundo, pop green, and I ball like Rondo
Catch me, north side, with a dime ho
Turnt up, but I'm like, "Keep calm, ho"
I go, make a million here, million there
All of my ****, we really in here
Got a bad bitch, and she straight from the hood
But she look like a foreign, Brazilian hair
And I'm grabbin' her Remi, I bust like a semi, yo bitch
I get your girl pregnant, you hatin' all on me, you sick
I ride in my hood in a Bentley like it's a Crown Vic (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
These bitches is choosin', you **** is losin', we rich
Whatchu expect?
[Chorus]
Wanna fuck with a dope dealer? (Dope dealer)
Or keep fuckin' them broke ****? (Broke ****)
And I don't fuck with you ho **** (Nah)
Rollie yellow like Homer Simpson, that's dope, ****
[Verse 2]
I got all these dope dealers servin'
Cut the work up, they surgeons
I don't want y'all bitches 'round me
Whack bitches make me curve 'em
Imported rug, that's Persian
One wheel up and we swervin'
Wetter than a lake, that's Ricki!
Pop pussy like she Nicki
She want me 'cause she see me in that Aventador
Pull up on the curb so crazy, I done bent the door
Bad bitch wanna borrow it, I lent it to her
Make her bust that pussy open in Singapore
Thirty million though, Forbes list
Out in Philly in a condo, boss shit
Now they call me Young Oprah, Harpo
In the pool rockin' Polo, Marco
Millionaires, never do Lears
No, they can't see me, they're never my peers
Fruits of my labor, go get me my pears
'Cause you're outta your element, I am your fear
So go get off my testicle, pardon my decimal, bitch!
Check up my resumé, I'm upper echelon rich
Them bikes is out and we throwin' 'em up like we sick
My clothing line's out in them stores and I'm sippin' a Myx, bitch!
[Chorus]
Wanna fuck with a dope dealer? (Dope dealer)
Or keep fuckin' them broke ****? (Broke ****)
And I don't fuck with you ho **** (Nah)
Rollie yellow like Homer Simpson, that's dope, ****
[Verse 3]
DC, Double M, Mastermind
You say my name and bitch, I gotta grant your wish (Boss)
Sticky fingers, 30K, you better drop that brick (Drop that brick)
Philly brothers, sometimes they call me Ock (Call me Ock)
I pray to God, everyday I drop my top (Thank you Lord!)
Humble man, with me and the Lord Meek
I'm the shit, comin' down Broad Street
"Sal" Magluta, "Willy" Falcon
Flamboyant dough boy, talkin' Al Capone (Rozay!)
From Monte Carlo to Los Muchachos
My Mexicanos not talkin' tacos
This jewelry tampered once, a **** push that button
On the corner Pac-Man Jones, these **** don't want nothin'
You wanna fuck wit' a dope dealer or keep fuckin' them broke ****?
My sneaker deal like A.I.'s
We drink Belaire like St. Ides
[Chorus]
Wanna fuck with a dope dealer? (Dope dealer)
Or keep fuckin' them broke ****? (Broke ****)
And I don't fuck with you ho **** (Nah)
Rollie yellow like Homer Simpson, that's dope, ****
Written by: Meek Mill