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Meet Lamar - All Business Lyrics



Meet Lamar - All Business Lyrics
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[ Featuring Bobby Gvld ]

Look,
I'm Lamar, no Kendrick, but I'm top dog
Got niggas holdin' iron, swingin' for the fences like topgolf
Baby got 34 B's, told her take your top off
Popeye's chicken, don't forget the hot sauce
I tell the Lord I'm so grateful that i'm not y'all
Imitation isn't flattery, you niggas knockoffs
Hard day I was havin', need to get my rocks off
Like to run they mouth, but they never pop off
Winnie Hut Jr.'s, all you rappers hot dogs
Got niggas in the street like we playin' hot ball
I told y'all it's full circle season
They too salty, they too seasoned
Niggas wanna hop up in the booth and I'm the reason
When it's my time, tell the reaper I ain't leavin'
When it's my time, tell the reaper I ain't leavin'
When it's my time
I'm Lamar, no Kendrick, but I'm top dog
Got niggas holdin' iron, swingin' for the fences like topgolf
Baby got 34 B's, told her take your top off
Popeye's chicken, don't forget the hot sauce
(can't)
I tell the Lord I'm so grateful that I'm not y'all
(not y'all)
Uh..Right
I tell the Lord I'm so grateful that I'm not y'all
Uh
The sex is freaky, the women is sneaky,
Floors are squeaky, money got faces like tiki's
Life is a slice of apple pie, now it's all peachy
Listen to the ones before me like, can you teach me?
And I don't like the cold, so I need my house beachy
(warm)
Like the sun in the sky, I'm high, it's hard to reach me
(Can't call)
She caught casual casualties in her mouth like cavities
If her people knew about her ways,
It'd be a tragedy
Yeah,
The way I move around with women, it's all strategy
I help her pay her bills like salary, then drop her weight like calories
I charge up like batteries
I'm makin' more servin' than yo nigga salary
Beat on these Beats, JSO hit me with battery
Meet Lamar, meet the man you always gotta be
Meet Lamar, meet the man you always gotta be
Meet Lamar
I'm Lamar, no Kendrick, but I'm top dog
Got niggas holdin' iron, swingin' for the fences like topgolf
Baby got 34 B's, told her take your top off
Popeye's chicken, don't forget the hot sauce
I tell the Lord I'm so grateful that I'm not y'all
Yea
I tell the Lord I'm so grateful that I'm not y'all
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English

Look,
I'm Lamar, no Kendrick, but I'm top dog
Got niggas holdin' iron, swingin' for the fences like topgolf
Baby got 34 B's, told her take your top off
Popeye's chicken, don't forget the hot sauce
I tell the Lord I'm so grateful that i'm not y'all
Imitation isn't flattery, you niggas knockoffs
Hard day I was havin', need to get my rocks off
Like to run they mouth, but they never pop off
Winnie Hut Jr.'s, all you rappers hot dogs
Got niggas in the street like we playin' hot ball
I told y'all it's full circle season
They too salty, they too seasoned
Niggas wanna hop up in the booth and I'm the reason
When it's my time, tell the reaper I ain't leavin'
When it's my time, tell the reaper I ain't leavin'
When it's my time
I'm Lamar, no Kendrick, but I'm top dog
Got niggas holdin' iron, swingin' for the fences like topgolf
Baby got 34 B's, told her take your top off
Popeye's chicken, don't forget the hot sauce
(can't)
I tell the Lord I'm so grateful that I'm not y'all
(not y'all)
Uh..Right
I tell the Lord I'm so grateful that I'm not y'all
Uh
The sex is freaky, the women is sneaky,
Floors are squeaky, money got faces like tiki's
Life is a slice of apple pie, now it's all peachy
Listen to the ones before me like, can you teach me?
And I don't like the cold, so I need my house beachy
(warm)
Like the sun in the sky, I'm high, it's hard to reach me
(Can't call)
She caught casual casualties in her mouth like cavities
If her people knew about her ways,
It'd be a tragedy
Yeah,
The way I move around with women, it's all strategy
I help her pay her bills like salary, then drop her weight like calories
I charge up like batteries
I'm makin' more servin' than yo nigga salary
Beat on these Beats, JSO hit me with battery
Meet Lamar, meet the man you always gotta be
Meet Lamar, meet the man you always gotta be
Meet Lamar
I'm Lamar, no Kendrick, but I'm top dog
Got niggas holdin' iron, swingin' for the fences like topgolf
Baby got 34 B's, told her take your top off
Popeye's chicken, don't forget the hot sauce
I tell the Lord I'm so grateful that I'm not y'all
Yea
I tell the Lord I'm so grateful that I'm not y'all
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Writer: Andrew Springs
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Performed By: Meet Lamar
Featuring: Bobby Gvld
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: Andrew Springs
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