So Who Killed It? Gimme Your Thoughts.

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Lebron James tribute video with meek mill of Mayback music Group, Joe Budden of Slaughterhouse & Kid Ink of Tha Alumni Music Group

(NEW) Meek Mill Ft. Joe Budden, Kid Ink - "Diffrent League" (In The Air) - **2013** (LYRICS)

(NEW) Meek Mill Ft. Joe Budden, Kid Ink - "Diffrent League" (In The Air) - **2013** (LYRICS)

(NEW) Meek Mill Ft. Joe Budden, Kid Ink - "Diffrent League" (In The Air) - **2013** (LYRICS)

Lyrics.

(Hook: Meek Mill)

Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)

Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
I be getting ball park money like I'm in the league.

Verse 1: Joe Budden]
Talkin' money but walkin' funny
Is it any reason why ya'll starvin'
I smell bull and by spelling force
Do I really need to beg your pardon?
And my jersey say James I don't play games
Like Bron when he in that Garden
And, wait I said that all wrong
She don't need to rock when I put my hard in
My new nickname is just watch
Might not join might just watch
New yacht master just a watch
Doubtin' me I tell em just watch
Them diamonds yellow them beams are red
And them hands are tucked they don't show
Plus them shooters with me got the green light
So why the fuck you don't think they won't go?
Hold up, your chick traded post game
And no shame she felt your man
She probably on Joe Johnson
Cause I never be on that Elton Brand
It's YSL, she's fly as hell
Tell the come to go to my ride
You can't blame hoes ain't Peter Rose
Now she a thorn in my side, grow up
P-R-P-S is over my Timbs
Way shorty blew me at it was only right I showed her my bench
Let my mans hit, when the fan hit
Spend all these bills on liquor
Figured Jersey lost its team
Still we got the realest nigga.


(Hook: Meek Mill)

Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)

Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
I be getting ball park money like I'm in the league.

(Verse 2: Kid Ink)

Cock back and unload
I leave you niggas leaking like Amber Rose
Tell me what I gotta prove ask round who be killing shit
Every time's game time, this is just a scrimmage bitch
White t, black shades, No I'm not discriminate
Headed to a show, break a leg, Shawn Livingston
Money's all I talk, so there's nothing left to implement
Bitch it's the alumni, army, militant.
Cock back and reload
Live da rockstar life like Axel Rose
Niggas down to the tee, I hardly would agree
How you in my city acting more hollywood than me
When you ain't never been here, you ain't really live dat
Get around my goonies and you nigga acting fragile
Bitch ass, I will shit right where you sit at
Ties on and give you all da business.

(Hook: Meek Mill)

Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)

Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
Throw the money in the air (we in a different league NBA)
I be getting ball park money like I'm in the league.

(Verse 3: Meek Mill)

I take ATL DOA, MIA it's KOD
When you hear them albums back
I'll be going straight OD
Straight OD, straight OG, you know that I ball ho
I got these bitches looking for me, you should call me Waldo
I tell er to bust it open, bust it like a hog ho
Throw the money in the air, something very far though
Did I leave? Did I leave?
My new chicken got my speed
I be getting ball player money like I'm in the league
In the league, all I want is lip service
I could kill that pussy, all you bitches gettin murdered
Swerving I bet they say
Top off and no tope
These haters say I'm too baked
Cuz I be swaggin hot new Js
that go whack
Bust it open, you gotta boyfriend
And will I fuck him? No
But you tell me he a sucka though
Tellin me listen I done suck a nigga dick or something, Bitch

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