Lyrics Language: Scots Song writer/composer(s): D Carter, S Crawford
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Lil WayneMilli Lyrics:
I'm a Young Money Millie in aire, tougher than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to your career just isn't 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 al mighty dollar,
And the al mighty power of that ch, ch, ch, ch chopper
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha fuck a copper,
Got da maserati dancin on the bridge trunk 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,
Mother Fucker I'm Ill,
Yeah,
A Million here a million there,
Sicily with bitches with long hair,
With coconuts every year,
Like smoking in the scare,
I opened the Lamborghini,
Hoping them crackers see me,
Like look at that bastard Weezy,
he's a beast,
he's a dog,
he's a motherfuckin problem,
Okay your a goon, what's a goon to a goblin,
Nothin, Nothin,
You ain't scarin nothin,
I'm so faggot and bullshit call him Dennis Rodman,
Call me what you want bitch,
Call him my sidekick,
Ask him what is poppin'
Damn I hate a shy bitch,
don't you hate a shy bitch
yeah I ate a shy bitch - she ain't shy no mo'
She changed her name to my bitch Hahaha, yea nigga that's my bitch
So when she ask for the money ????????????,
And I ain't trippin if you got it,
But you like a bitch with no ass you ain't got shit,
Motherfucker I'm Ill,
Not sick,
And I'm okay,
But my watch sick,
Yeah my drop sick,
Yeah my glock sick,
And I'm not thick,
I'm Ill,
Motherfucker I'm Ill,
So they say I'm rappin like B.G. and Tupac Andre 3000,
Where is Erica Du????,
Who said that they goin to beat Lil' Wayne,
My name ain't big,
But I keep that frame,
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
See 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. Lawn Mower
Boy I got so many girls like I'm Michael Lowry
Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me
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