[Jay-Z:]
A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Milli (Guru turn dis s*** up)
I know a million people already did this let's make it a billion (bounce) (Oh chea I'm goin in)
A billi, A billi, A billi, A billionaire
Call me Philly Collins I feel A bills in the air
I affilate with Billy Gates
That's my pair
And I'm a millionaire that's my concilaire
When I wear billionaire boys club is morning care
I don't wear cause Pharell I wear it cause I'm For Real
(I see dead people, people)
I see Benjamin's and a bunch of big head people
I'm a natural born hustler, marcy projects motha f**ker
Turned professional journalist reportin life from the gutta
Where girls carry box cutters
Brotha Shwep the undercover screamin F**k the world (Why?)
Cause Don't nobody love her, Sean Carter, Sean Bell what's the difference do tell 50 shots or 50 mill ain't no difference go to hell
So Braa, Braa, psh sha for Barrack Obama change gone come
I'm about the whole hood lama's on me
Roc nation on me
Million strong and the march it gone be
It is whatever it's gone be on me on three (Sean)
In the harm V ya'll can call it cold war
I'm declarin I'm free b**pin Pac and Outlawz
I'm flyer than all out doors
I ball out parks
I bought champion companies I'm past buyin out bars
But I do that I'm so past G5's and G4's
But I flew back, back and forth like Aaliyah
Rest in peace to ya
Takes Nation of millions to hold us back
When your boy reach a billion it's a rap off of rap?
Yeah
Rap nation it takes a nation to stop
I'm signing off it's the hood's Barrack
Rah
Motha f**ka I'm I'll! Motha F**ka I'm I'll!
[Lil Wayne:]
Mack I'm goin in
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 s*** cause I ain't got time,
Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the all mighty dollar,
And the all mighty power of the ch-ch-ch-choppaz
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 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.
(m**** f**ka I'm I'll Yeah!)
A million here a million there
Scillian Chick with long hair with coconut derriere
Like smokin the thinist air
I open the lambourgini
Hopin them crackers see me
Like look at the best of Weezy
He's a beast, he's a dog he's the motha f**kin problem
Ok your a goon but what's a goon to a goblin
Nothin, Nothin, You ain't scarin nothin
On Some f**git bullS**t
Call 'em and then it's rhymin
Call me what you want Chick Call me I'm a Sidekick
Never answer with this prophet
d*** I hate a shy chick, don't you hate a shy chick?
Yeah I ate a shy chick
She ain't shy no more she changed her name to my chick
[Laughs]
Yea n**** that's my chick
So when she ask for the money when you through don't be surprised chick
And it ain't trickin if you got it
You like a chick with no a** you ain't got s***
Motha f**ka I'm I'll not Sick!
And I'm ok but my watch sick
Yeah My Drop sick
Yeah my glock sick
Am I not thick?
I'm it
Motha F**ka I'm I'll
Yeah See
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 man
Who dat one
Dat do dat boy
Ya'll knew dat
True dat swallow
And I be the shhhh
Now you got loose bottoms
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
Tony told me 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 chicks like I'm Michael Lowry
Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me
Motha f*** say fake s*** with out me
Crome lips pokin out the coupla like it's poutin
I do what I do and you do what you can do about it
Chick I can turn a crack rock into a mountain
d*** that
Don't you compare me
Cause there ain't nobody near me
They don't see me but they hear me
They Don't feal me but they fear me
I'm I'll
C-three,
Three Three
[Laughs]
A Milli, A Milli, A Milli, A Milli (Guru turn dis s*** up)
I know a million people already did this let's make it a billion (bounce) (Oh chea I'm goin in)
A billi, A billi, A billi, A billionaire
Call me Philly Collins I feel A bills in the air
I affilate with Billy Gates
That's my pair
And I'm a millionaire that's my concilaire
When I wear billionaire boys club is morning care
I don't wear cause Pharell I wear it cause I'm For Real
(I see dead people, people)
I see Benjamin's and a bunch of big head people
I'm a natural born hustler, marcy projects motha f**ker
Turned professional journalist reportin life from the gutta
Where girls carry box cutters
Brotha Shwep the undercover screamin F**k the world (Why?)
Cause Don't nobody love her, Sean Carter, Sean Bell what's the difference do tell 50 shots or 50 mill ain't no difference go to hell
So Braa, Braa, psh sha for Barrack Obama change gone come
I'm about the whole hood lama's on me
Roc nation on me
Million strong and the march it gone be
It is whatever it's gone be on me on three (Sean)
In the harm V ya'll can call it cold war
I'm declarin I'm free b**pin Pac and Outlawz
I'm flyer than all out doors
I ball out parks
I bought champion companies I'm past buyin out bars
But I do that I'm so past G5's and G4's
But I flew back, back and forth like Aaliyah
Rest in peace to ya
Takes Nation of millions to hold us back
When your boy reach a billion it's a rap off of rap?
Yeah
Rap nation it takes a nation to stop
I'm signing off it's the hood's Barrack
Rah
Motha f**ka I'm I'll! Motha F**ka I'm I'll!
[Lil Wayne:]
Mack I'm goin in
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 s*** cause I ain't got time,
Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the all mighty dollar,
And the all mighty power of the ch-ch-ch-choppaz
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 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.
(m**** f**ka I'm I'll Yeah!)
A million here a million there
Scillian Chick with long hair with coconut derriere
Like smokin the thinist air
I open the lambourgini
Hopin them crackers see me
Like look at the best of Weezy
He's a beast, he's a dog he's the motha f**kin problem
Ok your a goon but what's a goon to a goblin
Nothin, Nothin, You ain't scarin nothin
On Some f**git bullS**t
Call 'em and then it's rhymin
Call me what you want Chick Call me I'm a Sidekick
Never answer with this prophet
d*** I hate a shy chick, don't you hate a shy chick?
Yeah I ate a shy chick
She ain't shy no more she changed her name to my chick
[Laughs]
Yea n**** that's my chick
So when she ask for the money when you through don't be surprised chick
And it ain't trickin if you got it
You like a chick with no a** you ain't got s***
Motha f**ka I'm I'll not Sick!
And I'm ok but my watch sick
Yeah My Drop sick
Yeah my glock sick
Am I not thick?
I'm it
Motha F**ka I'm I'll
Yeah See
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 man
Who dat one
Dat do dat boy
Ya'll knew dat
True dat swallow
And I be the shhhh
Now you got loose bottoms
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
Tony told me 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 chicks like I'm Michael Lowry
Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me
Motha f*** say fake s*** with out me
Crome lips pokin out the coupla like it's poutin
I do what I do and you do what you can do about it
Chick I can turn a crack rock into a mountain
d*** that
Don't you compare me
Cause there ain't nobody near me
They don't see me but they hear me
They Don't feal me but they fear me
I'm I'll
C-three,
Three Three
[Laughs]