Songtext zu 'A Millie (feat. Cory Gunz)' von Lil Wayne

I'm a millionaire,
I'm a young money millionaire, tougher than nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to your career just isnt fair,
I'm a venereal disease like a menstrual bleed...
Threw the pencil and leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cause i don't write shit cause i ain't got time,
Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the almighty dollar,
And the almighty power of dat cha cha cha cha chopper,
Sister, brother, son, daughter, father motha f**k a copper,
Got da maserati dancin on the bridge pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers... hahahaha you can't catch em, you can't stop em,
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat em then you prop 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,

[cory gunz]
Wayne im goin in, im millie in here wit them young money milli on aires,
Think you really pop a wheelie in air,
Mac milli..the vanilli's in here.. im a rascal dont get whopped,
I get brats who dont give top, ("meaning he gets girls who play hard to give it up")
I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you could never put a brake on,
And i break on anything a nigga take on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga like im akon,
Cuz i'm acorns.. 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, shitty on a dime, penny on the line, (afernee hardaway)
Plentys in me, any guinea'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.. (meanin the chicks out and lands in waynes car lol pretty funny)
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
[a milli (remix) lyrics on http://www.elyricsworld.com/ ]
(dj king)
A millionaire im a young money millionaire
What chyall really want to...nah
Y'all dont 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' cuz to me, it ain't shit
Get it?
Call me whacha like trick
Call me on my sidekick
Never answer when its 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 thats 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 say...
Hahaha, yea
And it go...
Thats right

I'm a millionaire i'm a
Young money cash money fast money
Slow money mo' 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
I will take this beat and make a rest in peace shirt of me cuz i
Killed now don't tell no one you heard of me
Its like, the beat was screamin, murder me
And i'm a, murderer
So i murdered it

And you n***** is what i eatin ill make sure of it
And he who don't agree i'll make dessert of him
Sherbet him, i mean
Shame on him, or her
Carter father of
(dj haze)
This rap thang, this is my race
Gon' take a lap man weezy babys nursery
Now gon' take a nap man, its 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
Yall knew dat
True dat swallow
And i be the shhhh
Now you got loose bowels

I don't 'o' 'u' like two vowels
(haze...aze...aze)
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 pen sharing showers
See tony told us this world was ours
And the bible told us every girl was sour
Dont 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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