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Meek Mill - Uptown Vibes Lyrics
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Papamitrou Boi
Spanish bitch, from uptown
I bought her a bust down
Yeah, oh

Ven aquí, dame chocha to my Spanish loca
In the kitchen, whippin' that dope up, you can smell the odor
Prob gon' pitch it, we gon' hit it like we Sammy Sosa (gimme that)
Put that Bentley to the limit, you can smell her odor (skrt)
Hoe! Spanish bitches call me "Chulo"
When I'm pullin' up in that two door
Diamonds different color, UNO
All these hunnids on me, mami, make my pockets look like sumo
I got money out the ass, I finger pop you in your culo
When I hit you with that, you know (you know)
You know, smoke a little hookah (hookah)
Kick it like it's Judo (Judo)
Let you hit the OG (OG)
Sip some 42 tho' (Yeah)
And when we get in mood, I'ma dog it like I'm Cujo, whoa

Heard they tryna steal the wave, cut it out, cut it out
Spicy mamis on the way, bust it down, bust it down
Saw my watch, she love the way I flood it out, ayy
Talk to me nice, show you what these Bentley 'bout, whoa
Pipe down, throwin' up shots
First we shut them down, then we open up shop
Realest nigga 'round, just in case y'all forgot
They been tryna stop the wave but the wave don't stop

Uptown, nigga
I was down, but they see, I'm up now, nigga
Head high 'cause I'm holdin' up my crown, nigga
Never told even through the ups and downs, nigga
And if I D'usse, it's a cup of brown, nigga
Only way I double cross is
I just keep spinning, only to make 'em nauseous
Dámelo, mami, like salsa, we could dip
I'm just tryna see you dance, salsa on a dick, whoa
It went down, she came up, you know
Y'all take shots, y'all aim up, you know
Hate on low, but we fly high, you know
Talk is cheap, free WiFi, whoa

Heard they tryna steal the wave, cut it out, cut it out
Spicy mamis on the way, bust it down, bust it down
Saw my watch, she love the way I flood it out, ayy
Talk to me nice, show you what these Bentley 'bout, whoa
Pipe down, throwin' up shots (brrr)
First we shut them down, then we open up shop (Anuel, ah)
Realest nigga 'round, just in case y'all forgot (Mera, dime Spiff, los intocables, cabrón)
They been tryna stop the wave but the wave don't stop (ah, brrr, haha)

Vo' a estar al volante (volante) y al la'o está el cantante (brrr)
Que tiene guerra con los narcotraficantes (ah)
Hijo 'e puta, tengo cuatro rutas (movie)
Y lo' vendo a treinta y dos como Karl Malone en Utah (en Utah)
Louboutin, Dolce y Versace (haha)
Vo' a morirme millonario, los Illuminati (los Illuminati)
La glock' y las puta' en el bote (brrr)
Y las nalga' como Jennifer Lopez, brrr (ah)
Y ella rebota ese culote
Y yo le mamo ese totito pa' que no me bote (pa' que no me bote)
Yo tengo diez dracotes (brrr)
Y tenemos trece R (Ah) y mil soldados pa' to' estos bichotes (haha)
Brrr

Heard they tryna steal the wave, cut it out, cut it out
Spicy mamis on the way, bust it down, bust it down
Saw my watch, she love the way I flood it out, ayy
Talk to me nice, show you what these Bentley 'bout, whoa
Pipe down, throwin' up shots
First we shut them down, then we open up shop
Realest nigga 'round, just in case y'all forgot
They been tryna stop the wave but the wave don't stop, whoa!
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Papamitrou Boi
Spanish bitch, from uptown
I bought her a bust down
Yeah, oh

Ven aquí, dame chocha to my Spanish loca
In the kitchen, whippin' that dope up, you can smell the odor
Prob gon' pitch it, we gon' hit it like we Sammy Sosa (gimme that)
Put that Bentley to the limit, you can smell her odor (skrt)
Hoe! Spanish bitches call me "Chulo"
When I'm pullin' up in that two door
Diamonds different color, UNO
All these hunnids on me, mami, make my pockets look like sumo
I got money out the ass, I finger pop you in your culo
When I hit you with that, you know (you know)
You know, smoke a little hookah (hookah)
Kick it like it's Judo (Judo)
Let you hit the OG (OG)
Sip some 42 tho' (Yeah)
And when we get in mood, I'ma dog it like I'm Cujo, whoa

Heard they tryna steal the wave, cut it out, cut it out
Spicy mamis on the way, bust it down, bust it down
Saw my watch, she love the way I flood it out, ayy
Talk to me nice, show you what these Bentley 'bout, whoa
Pipe down, throwin' up shots
First we shut them down, then we open up shop
Realest nigga 'round, just in case y'all forgot
They been tryna stop the wave but the wave don't stop

Uptown, nigga
I was down, but they see, I'm up now, nigga
Head high 'cause I'm holdin' up my crown, nigga
Never told even through the ups and downs, nigga
And if I D'usse, it's a cup of brown, nigga
Only way I double cross is
I just keep spinning, only to make 'em nauseous
Dámelo, mami, like salsa, we could dip
I'm just tryna see you dance, salsa on a dick, whoa
It went down, she came up, you know
Y'all take shots, y'all aim up, you know
Hate on low, but we fly high, you know
Talk is cheap, free WiFi, whoa

Heard they tryna steal the wave, cut it out, cut it out
Spicy mamis on the way, bust it down, bust it down
Saw my watch, she love the way I flood it out, ayy
Talk to me nice, show you what these Bentley 'bout, whoa
Pipe down, throwin' up shots (brrr)
First we shut them down, then we open up shop (Anuel, ah)
Realest nigga 'round, just in case y'all forgot (Mera, dime Spiff, los intocables, cabrón)
They been tryna stop the wave but the wave don't stop (ah, brrr, haha)

Vo' a estar al volante (volante) y al la'o está el cantante (brrr)
Que tiene guerra con los narcotraficantes (ah)
Hijo 'e puta, tengo cuatro rutas (movie)
Y lo' vendo a treinta y dos como Karl Malone en Utah (en Utah)
Louboutin, Dolce y Versace (haha)
Vo' a morirme millonario, los Illuminati (los Illuminati)
La glock' y las puta' en el bote (brrr)
Y las nalga' como Jennifer Lopez, brrr (ah)
Y ella rebota ese culote
Y yo le mamo ese totito pa' que no me bote (pa' que no me bote)
Yo tengo diez dracotes (brrr)
Y tenemos trece R (Ah) y mil soldados pa' to' estos bichotes (haha)
Brrr

Heard they tryna steal the wave, cut it out, cut it out
Spicy mamis on the way, bust it down, bust it down
Saw my watch, she love the way I flood it out, ayy
Talk to me nice, show you what these Bentley 'bout, whoa
Pipe down, throwin' up shots
First we shut them down, then we open up shop
Realest nigga 'round, just in case y'all forgot
They been tryna stop the wave but the wave don't stop, whoa!
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Writer: Emmanuel Gazmey Santiago, John David Jackson, Nija Aisha Alayja Charles, Nikolas J Papamitrou, Robert Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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