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Ace Hood( Antoine McColister )
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Goin Down
[Featuring:Meek Mill]
[Intro] Real niggas came to party Ace Hood… Real niggas came to party
[Hook: Ace Hood & Meek Mill] I say Lord, have mercy, all I wanted was a Beamer Had no pot to piss in now I'm livin' thankin' Jesus Now my Rollie flooded I'm not talkin' 'bout Katrina Know I run my city, couple thousand from my sneakers It's goin' down (it's goin' down) It's goin' down (it's goin' down) Burn the kush, on some rockets, goin' down (it's goin' down) It's goin' down (it's goin' down) It's goin' down (it's goin' down) Bad bitches bring the whips it's goin' down
[Verse 1: Ace Hood] Okay, happy birthday, nigga, every day I'm getting' cake What's the day? It's Tuesday, bitch I might blow 100K Fuck that nigga, they sleepin', it's a must I raise the stakes Can't play with a nigga, no way – my drop is white as mayonnaise Holy shit, better watch your bitch – Frito Lay, gotta stack them chips Keep that tool on depot shit, and I keep two clips if a nigga do trip Boy you talk, I get money – ridin' around in that new 600 We them young niggas on the block who run it Evil Knievel, bro, we stuntin' – okay Millionaire nigga, I got diamonds on my dick Boy, my swagger dope, I'm talkin' 20 kilo bricks Just bought me an Aston and it came with a Spanish bitch Diamonds got me froze like a PS3 glitch
[Hook: Ace Hood & Meek Mill]
[Verse 2: Meek Mill] Okay, I go in in my beast mode – rappin' niggas I eat those I tell a bitch take a deep breath then bend on knee like a free throw I don't want me no good girl, 'til I fell in love with these freak hoes In my bedroom, I'll make a movie, it's starring me with that Li, rogues I ball hard like D-Rose, my stash on 'posit Racks all in my pockets, and these rats all at the Pots Inn I got rats all in my conscious, money all in my mind I got shooters on my team, and they've got bodies on their nines Look at that bad bitch right there – see the body on that dime? I ain't swimmin' in no hole, you know I'm probably on that grind All these niggas hatin' on me – but I ain't on that time Stab me in the back, nigga – and I ain't talkin' 'bout Psy Whoa!
[Hook: Ace Hood & Meek Mill]
[Verse 3: Ace Hood] Okay, let's all say a prayer since my swagger's such a killer Might just buy your chick and give her that dick filet for dinner Nigga don't want no problems, pistol pop you'll get this figure Lookin' at all my diamonds, it ain't hard to tell a winner Goin' down… goin' down… That potato on the barrel, no sound You see them foreigns? You see we touring? Me and Meek Mill the realest niggas born Pray!
[Hook: Ace Hood & Meek Mill]
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