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Bài hát a milli do ca sĩ Lil Wayne thuộc thể loại R&b/hip Hop/rap. Tìm loi bai hat a milli - Lil Wayne ngay trên Nhaccuatui. Nghe bài hát A Milli chất lượng cao 320 kbps lossless miễn phí.
Ca khúc A Milli do ca sĩ Lil Wayne thể hiện, thuộc thể loại R&B/Hip Hop/Rap. Các bạn có thể nghe, download (tải nhạc) bài hát a milli mp3, playlist/album, MV/Video a milli miễn phí tại NhacCuaTui.com.

Lời bài hát: A Milli

Lời đăng bởi: fenghui.liu

I'm 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 I'm in Strokely Through the pencil and leak on the sheet Of the tablet in my mind cause I don't write *** Cause I ain't got time for my seconds, minutes, hours Go to the O, mighty dollar in the O Mighty power up that ch-ch-ch-ch-chopper Sister, brother, son, daughter, father, motherfucker, copper I got the Maserati dancin' on the bridge Pussy poppin' telecopters, ha-ha-ha-ha 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 Oprah and Bach I'm a millionaire, I'm a millionaire, I'm a millionaire Motherfucker, I'm ill I'm a millionaire, I'm a millionaire, I'm a millionaire A million here, a million there Sicilian bitch with long hair With coconut derriere Like smokin' a thinner scare I open a Lamborghini Hopin' them crackers see me Like, look at that *** Weezy He's a beast, he's a dog, he's a motherfuckin' Okay, you're a goon, but what's a goon to a gobbler? Nothin', nothin' You ain't scarin' nothin' On some faggot bull*** Call him Dennis Ryman Call me with chill on peach Call me on my sidekick Never answer when it's private Damn, I hate a shy bitch Don't you hate a shy bitch? Yeah, I hate a shy bitch She ain't shy no more She changed her name to my bitch Yeah, nigga, that's my bitch So when she ask for the money When you through, don't be surprised, bitch And it ain't trickin' if you got it But you like a bitch with no ass You ain't got *** Motherfucker, I'm ill, not sick And I'm okay, but my watch sick Yeah, my drop sick Yeah, my clock sick Am I not thick? I'm ill Motherfucker, I'm ill Yeah, see They say I'm rappin' like Big J and Tupac Andre 3000, where is Erykah Badu at? Who that? Who that said they gon' be Lil Wayne? My name ain't Big, but I keep that flame, man Who that wanna do that? Boy, you know that you that swaller And I be this ***, now you got loose bowels I don't owe you, like, two fowers But I would like for you to pay me by the hour And I'd rather be pushin' flowers Than to be in the pen sharin' showers Tony told us 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. Lawnmower Boy, I got so many bitches like I'm Michael Lowry Even Gwen Stefani, see, she couldn't doubt me Motherfucker, I say life ain't *** without me Chrome lips, pookin' out the coupe, look like it's poutin' I do what I do and you do what you can do about it Bitch, I'll turn a crack rock into a mountain Damn it, don't you compare me Cause there ain't nobody near me They don't see me, but they hear me They don't feel me, but they fear me I'm illin'

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