Lil Wayne A Millie Lyrics

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 minstrel bleed,
through the pencil and leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cuz I don't write s___ cuz I aint got time,
Cuz my seconds, minutes, hours go to the almighty dollar,
And the almighty power of dat chit cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha f**k a copper,
Got da maserati dancin on the bridge p____ poppin,
Tell the coppers..hahahaha you cant catch em, you cant stop em,
I go by dem goon rules
if you cant beat em then you pop em,
You cant man em then you mop em,
You cant stand em then you drop em,
You pop em cuz we pop em like Orville Redenbacher,
Young money

[Cory Gunz]
I'm Millie in here wit them Young Money Millionaires,
Think you really pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli..the VanilliÂ's in here.. im a rascal don't get whopped,
I get brats who don't give top,
I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you could never put a brake on,
An I break on anything a n____ take on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a n____ like im Akon,
Cuz I make cons.. Where the base gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops im kamikaze drop a rock wit them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, s___ty on a dime, Penny on the line,
Plentys in me, any guineaÂ's wit em bigger than a mini and remind im..
Illie and its all off G piece and a P..G walk by beep beep,
Wit 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'll laugh..HaHa

a millionaire im a young money millionaire
what y'all really want it? nah
yÂ'all don't really wanna do it
if hip hop is dead i am the embalming fluid
and I donÂ't care who it be, IÂ'm steppin to it
notice I say "it" cuz to me, "it" ainÂ't s___
get "it".
call me whatcha like trick
call me on my sidekick
never answer when its private
man I hate a shy chick
donÂ't you hate a shy chick
I had a plate of shy chick and she ainÂ't shy no moÂ'
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 its sayÂ...
ha, yea
and it goÂ...
that's right

A millionaire IÂ'm a
young money cash money fast money
slow money moÂ' money neva no 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
someone should take this beat and make a "rest in peace" shirt of it
becuz I killed it now donÂ't tell no one you heard of me
its like, the beat was screamin, murder me
and IÂ'm a murderer
so I murdered it

and you n____s is what i eat and I'll make sure of it
and he who donÂ't believe me IÂ'll make dessert of him
sherbet him, I mean
shame on him, or her
Carter, Father of
this rap thang, this is my race
gonÂ' take a lap man weezy babys nursery
now gonÂ' take a nap man, its nap time
IÂ'll holla back at you at snack time

WeezyÂ... FÂ.... yea, ok
they say IÂ'm rappin like Big, Jay, and Tupac
Andre 3 Thousand where is erykah badu at
who dat
who dat said they gonÂ' beat Lil Wayne
my name ainÂ't bic, but I keep that flame
who dat one
dat do dat boy
y'all knew dat
true dat swallow
and i be the shhhh
now you got loose bowels
I donÂ't owe you like two vowels
but I would like for you to pay me by the hour
hahaha
and IÂ'd rather be pushing flowers,
than to be in the pen sharing showers
see Tony told us this world was ours
and the Bible told us every girl was sour
don't play in her garden and donÂ't smell her flower
call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
boy I got so many girls like IÂ'm Mike Lowry
even Gwen Stefani said she couldnÂ't doubt me

man, life, just ainÂ't life, with out me
hip hop just ainÂ't hip hop, with out me

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