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letra de a millie - lil' wayne

young money
ya digg
yeah, mack i’m going in

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 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 al mighty dollar
and the al mighty power of that chit cha cha chopper
sister, brother, son, daughter, father motherf-ck a copper
got the maserati dancing on the bridge p-ssy 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
mutherf-cker i’m ill
yeah

a million here, a million there
sicilian b-tch with long hair
with c-ke in her derier
like smoking the thinnest air i open the lamborghini
hoping them crackers see me like look at that b-st-rd weezy
he’s a beast, he’s a dog, he’s a m-th-rf-king problem
ok your a goon but what’s a goon to a goblin?
nothing, nothing you ain’t scaring nothing
on some f-ggot bullsh-t call ‘em dennis rodman
call me what you want b-tch call me on my sidekick
never answer when it’s private d-mn i hate a shy b-tch
don’t you hate a shy b-tch yeah i hate a shy b-tch
she ain’t shy no more, she changed her name to my b-tch ahaha
yeah n-gg- that’s my b-tch
so when she ask for the money when you through don’t be surprised b-tch
and it ain’t tricking if you got it
but you like a b-tch with no -ss you ain’t got sh-t
mutherf-ker i’m ill, not sick
and i’m ok, but my watch sick
yeah my drop sick
yeah my glock sick
and my knot thick
i’m it
mutherf-ker i’m ill
yeah, see…

they say i’m rapping like big, jay and 2pac
andre 3000 where is erika baduh at
who that?
who that said they gon’ beat lil wayne
my name ain’t bic but i keep that flame man
who that one that do that boy ya knew that you done swallow
and i be the sh-t now you got loose bowels
i don’t owe you like two vowels
but i would like for you to pay me by the hour
and i’d rather be pushing flowers
then to be in the pen sharing showers
tony told us this world was ours
and the bible told us every girl was sour
don’t play in her garden and don’t smell her flower
call me mr. carter or mr. lawn mower
boy i got so many b-tches like i’m mike lowry
even gwen stefani said she couldn’t doubt me
mutherf-ker i say life ain’t sh-t without me
chrome lips poking out the coupe like it’s pouting
i do what i do and you do what you can do about it
b-tch i can turn a crack rock into a mountain
d-mn that
don’t you compare me cause there ain’t n-body near me
they don’t see but they hear me
they don’t feel me, but they fear me
i’m illy
c3, 3 peat

- lil wayne

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