The Game - Burn (Remix) (ft. Meek Mill & Big Sean) (Lyrics - Paroles)

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The Game - Burn (Remix) (ft. Meek Mill & Big Sean) (Lyrics - Paroles)

The Game - Burn (Remix) (ft. Meek Mill & Big Sean) (Lyrics - Paroles)
Hey yo, Arthur, call that nigga Walle,
Tell that nigga to call French Montana
Tell French to call motherfucking Meek Mill
Tell that nigga let me hold this beat one more time nigga
Mmg, waddup?

[The Game]
Rolling up on them 20ís, hoes all over my car though
Getting bitches that lucci, black ricky Ricardo
Gucci, Gucci, that Prada, Prada,
Fireworks in this bitch
Tell them hoes to go on my bottle
They gonna die thirst in this bitch
I supply the work niggas talk I gotta murk
Fresh to death I gotta hearse
I fuck the bitch you by the purse
Fuck nigga, I ainít stunting no fuck nigga
28 to my truck nigga, pack the track wassup nigga
You donít ride for them bucks nigga

Yeah, Iím in the kitchen going ham again
We ainít throwing bottles nigga, we donít get them hammers in
Tony Parker so real niggas know thatís hoes shit
All you single niggas put this new dick on your old bitch
Iíve been high since 06 Iíve been rich since 08
Since Wale had short hair, Iíve been Popping that Rose
Hey, what them hoes say, hurricane he wanted ten
Walk in the club with 100 rounds
Let my niggas in and we shut it down
Thatís calamy on Minday, Rocksbery on Thursday
Toxic on Saturday, tell Arthur I ainít got a day
Grey stones on my chain, grey stones on Sunday
Bad bitches in line outside, you gonn get it one day, bitch
You arenít made for this
So many chains on me they think that I slave in this bitch
We throwing money everywhere, that jayz on I donít never wear
Got a bad bitch from Delaware, that derry on shake the derriere
Whoa, Nelly, where the fuck is Nelly?
Got a bitch yelling ea, while a nigga watching belly
Got a bitch to love ti, got a bitch to love tutu
Tell him soon to the bi, tell them hoes itís all Gucci
I got Louie, I got Loubies, nigga my life is a movie
Popping bottles like Iím b way, tell them send me like three space
Peach Sirrock, coconut, cranberry, open up
Then we neck in tron, real nigga Iím gone

[Meek Mill]
Chain all V.S. I ainít with the B.S
Catch me in your city riding hard through the B.X
Skinny nigga but I do it Large like a 3X
The last nigga tried to do me wrong umm he checked
Right back to that money slinging Oís in the P.Jects
Or prolly catchin mileage while the pilot steer the P-Jet
Cause we next and we flex like

[Big Sean]
90PX, working all night no breaks or a recess
Vroom vroom yeah I know my car sound like a T-Rex
Bitch, Iím 23 years old and I ainít riding in a Prius
My cousin finished school canít believe he graduated
Threw him 20,000 dollars told his ass congratulations
Cause me, I wasnít made for that shit
But I could probably hire him and who all paid for his shit
And to all the hoes that was dissiní I pray to God that you see me
Iím on a yacht getting hellaí high smoking good that seaweed
Bad bitch in her cha-cha grabbing on her chi-chiís
Million dollar deals on my email you mad as hell you ainít CCíed
Chain all V.S. bitch you knows itís B.S. boy I run my city

[Meek Mill]
End of story, nigga P.S
All white Maybach Greenbay they packed
Yíall niggas was snackiní Ďmember the hard nights we trappiní
And they say lifes a game of chess you can play checkers all on my jacket
Cause itís Damier and we bombs away on yíall big rappers
I say yeah nigga I murder that Panamera inserted back
Niggas say they want beef well where the fuck is my burger at?
I got white was serving that I been to jail I ainít going back
I alley oop your bitch off that backboard she throw it back
I slam dunk in that pussy, Blake Griffiníd yo ho, nigga
Maybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga
Thats cause I do ho, shout out to my new ho
That pussy pink like Nuvo and I dog that Cujo

[Big Sean]
Niggas wanna talk what they goní say (goní say)
I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)
Freaky bitches love the money I make
And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay
So let that shit burn

[Meek Mill]
Let that shit burn Iímma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)
The roof on fire Iím only gettiní higher
50 racks in my pocket I want bottles Iímma let that shit burn

[Big Sean]
Bitch I had one shot and I ainít blow it
Riding til the wheels fall off and they tow it
I got green on top of green damn its looking like I grow it
D-Town the hood behind me like a king cobra

[Meek Mill]
Burn bitch I let it burn bitch
My money straighter than a motherfucking perm bitch
No navigation you can see it is my turn chyea (swerve, swerve)
Shorty give me all that brain still ainít never learned shit

[Big Sean]
Oh thatís your girl? Damn nigga you ainít learn shit
She naked in my studio Iím on that Howard Stern shit
I swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel
Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell
Same shit different day I ainít broke no more itís a different day
Donít turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like itís lifting weights
Itís Sean Don sippiní Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pomís
My Rollie donít tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom, lilí bitch

[Hook: Big Sean & Meek Mill]

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The Game

Titre: Burn (Remix)
Featuring(s): Meek Mill & Big Sean
Tags : The Game, Meek Mill , Big Sean,