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 the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cause I don't write s*** 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 p**** 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,
[Verse 2:]
A million here a million there
Sicilian b**** with long hair with c**e in her dariaire
Like smokin the thinest air I open the Lamborghini
Hopin them crackers see me like look at dat b****** Weezy
Hes a beast hes, a dog hes, a muthfukin problem
Ok your a goon but what's a goon to a goblin
Nothin nothin you ain't scarin nothin
On some f***** bullshit call em dennis rodman
Call me what you want b**** call me on my Sidekick
Never answer when it's private d*** I hate a shy b****
Don't u hate a shy b**** yea I ate a shy b****
And she ain't shy nomore she changed her name to My b****
Yea n**** that's my b**** so when she ask for the Money when you through don't be surprised b****
It ain't trickin if u got it
But u like a b**** with no a** u ain't got s***
m****f**a I'm ill not sick
And I'm ok but my watch sick
Yea my drop sick
Yea my glock sick
And my knot thick
Im it
m****f**a I'm ill...
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 the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cause I don't write s*** 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 p**** 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,
[Verse 2:]
A million here a million there
Sicilian b**** with long hair with c**e in her dariaire
Like smokin the thinest air I open the Lamborghini
Hopin them crackers see me like look at dat b****** Weezy
Hes a beast hes, a dog hes, a muthfukin problem
Ok your a goon but what's a goon to a goblin
Nothin nothin you ain't scarin nothin
On some f***** bullshit call em dennis rodman
Call me what you want b**** call me on my Sidekick
Never answer when it's private d*** I hate a shy b****
Don't u hate a shy b**** yea I ate a shy b****
And she ain't shy nomore she changed her name to My b****
Yea n**** that's my b**** so when she ask for the Money when you through don't be surprised b****
It ain't trickin if u got it
But u like a b**** with no a** u ain't got s***
m****f**a I'm ill not sick
And I'm ok but my watch sick
Yea my drop sick
Yea my glock sick
And my knot thick
Im it
m****f**a I'm ill...