Meech
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Meech was released on February 2, 2017 by Paper Route Empire as a part of the album Gelato
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Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Dolph
Vocals
Izze The Producer
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Young Dolph
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Izze The Producer
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Hey man, you seen my phone? Which one man?
Not that phone, the trap phone. Paper route business bitch.
[Verse 2]
Yeah, my bitch she bad
All my **** rich
I got work for cheap, damn I feel like Meech
Two toned wraith on some big feet
I fucked her to sleep, then jumped back in the streets
Momma put me out, I'm straight out the trap
Stuffed a hundred in a box and sent it to cross the map
I'm geeked up on that lean, counting while you sleep
Everybody eat, damn I feel like Meech
[Verse 3]
My car don't got a top, it's money when I talk
Got a beam on my glock, and I'm drinking raw
Lil momma so fine I went up in that pussy raw
Then I fucked her friend, she said, you a dog?
I heard they want me dead so now I'm flexing even harder
I pull up in that Ferrari rocking a lot of water
Fucked her on the side, it's a homocide
Numbers don't lie, my trap on fire
Every time you see me I be lit as fuck
In the strip club throwing that shit up
I feel like Shawty Lo, I'm the man
Two stepping counting paper, that's my money dance
[Verse 4]
Yeah, my bitch she bad, all my **** rich
I got work for cheap, damn I feel like Meech
Two toned wraith on some big feet
I fucked her to sleep, then jumped back in the streets
Momma put me out, I'm straight out the trap
Stuffed a hundred in a box and sent it to cross the map
I'm geeked up on that lean, counting while you sleep
Everybody eat, damn I feel like Meech
[Verse 5]
Damn I feel like Meech
I think we BMF
Slamming all these pound, I need a championship belt
Pull up, pick up, pull out, drop out, top off, it's Dolph
Cough syrup, no cough
Yeah, I come from a place where they don't make it out
Young **** snorting pills, ready to take you out
My bitch bad and juicy, I wear Roberto Cavalli every Tuesday
Medicine, water, sipping, for real
I got your bitch skinny dipping at the crib
Serving, and counting, smoking ounces
I just made a plate for 300k
[Verse 6]
Yeah, my bitch she bad, all my **** rich
I got work for cheap, damn I feel like Meech
Two toned wraith on some big feet
I fucked her to sleep, then jumped back in the streets
Momma put me out, I'm straight out the trap
Stuffed a hundred in a box and sent it to cross the map
I'm geeked up on that lean, counting while you sleep
Everybody eat, damn I feel like Meech
Written by: Adolph Thornton Jr., Staton Izell


