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A Milli (Made Famous by Lil Wayne) - Hip Hop DJs United
A Millionaire
I'm a Young Money Millionaire
Tougher than Nigerian hair
My criteria compared to your career just isn't fair
I'm a venereal disease like a menstrual bleed
Through the pencil and leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind
Cause I don't write sh*t cause I ain't got time
Cause my seconds minutes hours go to the all mighty dolla
And the all mighty power of dat ch-ch-ch-ch-chopper

Sister Brother Son Daughter Father motha f**k a copper
Got tha maserati dancin on the bridge p**sy poppin
Tell the coppers ha ha ha ha
You can't catch em you can't stop em
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat em then you pop em
You can't man em then you mop em
You can't stand em then you drop em
You pop em cause we pop em like Orville Redenbacher

A millie in here
With them Young Money Millionaires

Think you wheelie pop a wheelie in air
Mac Milli the Vanilli's in here
I'm a rascal don't get whopped
I get brats who don't give top
I get tassel pass you with a flow you could
Never put a brake on
An I break on anything a ni**a take on
Feel the napalm from my trey arm
Straight long throw a ni**a like I'm Akon
Cause I make cons
Where the base gone get the base blown
Let the Pistons on that chopper
Come on cops I'm kamikaze
Drop a rock with them Obamas
Illie in the mind really with the nine
Millie when I rhyme silly anytime
Fine chilly gitty on da grind Shitty on a dime
Penny on the line Plentys in me
Any guinea's with em bigger than a mini and remind
I'm Illie and it's all off G piece
And a P G walk by beep beep
With a freak skeet Hawk Out
Big feet on a jeep
She caught by Weezy F we be the best
Truely to death prove me the rest
Groupies confess you be the ref
Excuse me I left Ha

I'm illi in here I'm a young money millionaire
What chyall really want it naw
Y'all don't really wanna do it
If hip hop is dead I am the embalming fluid

And I don't care who it be I'm steppin to it
Notice I say 'it' cause to me it ain't sh*t
Get it
Call me whacha like trick
Call me on my sidekick
Never answer when it's private
Man I hate a shy chick
Don't you hate a shy chick
I had a plate of shy chick and she ain't shy no mo'
She changed her name to my chick

Hahaha yea boy that's my girl
And she pops excellent up in waynes world

Totally dude you should
See their faces when they see that
This robot can move
And it's say

Hahaha yea
And it go

That's right
I'm a millionaire I'm a
Young money cash money fast money
Slow money mo' money neva low money
What is that who is that
I never heard of it
I will take your picture and make
A 'rest in peace' shirt of it
Tell those niggas beatin to
Make a rest in peace shirt of me cause I
Killed and now don't tell no one you heard of me
It's like the beat was screamin murder me
And I'm a murderer
So I murdered it
And you niggas is what I eatin I'll make sure of it
And he who don't believe me I'll make dessert of him
Sherbet him I mean
Shame on him or her Carter Father Of
This rap thang this is my race
Gon' take a lap man weezy babys nursery
Now gon' take a nap man it's nap time
I'll holla back at you at snack time
Weezy F yea ok

They say I'm rappin like Big Jay and Tupac
Andre 3 Thousand where is erykah badu at
Who dat
Who dat said they gon' beat Lil Wayne
My name ain't bic but I keep that flame boi
Who dat one
Dat do dat boy
Ya'll knew dat
True dat swallow
And I be the shhhh
Now you got loose bowels

I don't owe you like two vowels

But I'd like for you to pay me by the hour
Hahaha
And I'd rather be pushing flowers

Than to be in the penn sharing showers

See Tony told us this world was ours
And the Bible told us every girl was sour
Don't play in the garden and don't smell her flower
Call me Mr Carter or Mr Lawn Mower
Boy I got so many girls like I'm Michael Lowry

Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me
Man life just ain't life without me
Hip hop just ain't hip hop without me

Young moola baby
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