Лірика Lil Wayne A MILLI,Композитор:CHA LO,Письменник:CARTER DWAYNE
Співак : Lil Wayne
Письменник : CARTER DWAYNE
Композитор : CHA LO
Young money Yah dig, yeah A millionaire I'm a young money millionaireTougher than Nigerian hairMy criteria compares to your career, just isn't fair I'm a venereal disease like a menstrual bleed through the pencil and leakOn 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 all mighty dollarAnd the all mighty power of that ch, ch, ch, ch, chopperSince the brother, son, daughter, father, mother fucker copperGot the Maserati dancing on the bridge pussy popping Tell the coppers ha, ha, ha, ha......You can't catch em, you cant stop em, I go by them goon woundsIf can't beat em, then you prop em, you can't man em, then you mop emYou can't stand em, then you drop em, you pop em'Cause we pop em like Orville Redenbacher, oh Mother fucker I'm ill, yup A million here, a million thereSicilian bitch with long hairWith coconut dairy airLike smoking the thinnest air I open the Lamborghini, hoping them crackers see meLike look at that bastard wheezyHe's a beast, he's a dog, he's a mother fucking problemOK you're a goon, but what's a goon to a gobblerNothing, nothing, you ain't scaring nothingOn some fagot bullshit, call him Dennis Rodman Call me what you want bitchCall me on my sidekickNever answer when it's privateDamn I hate a shy bitchDon't you hate a shy bitch, yeah I ate a shy bitchShe ain't shy no more, she changed her name to my bitchHa ha, yeah nigga that's my bitchSo when she ask for the money when your thru don't be surprised bitchAnd ain't tricking, if you got itBut you like a bitch with no ass you ain't got shitMother fucker I'm ill, not sickAnd I'm ok but my watch sickYeah my drop sick, yeah my glock sickAnd my knot thick, I'm It Mother fucker I'm ill, yup, see They say I'm rapping like Big J and Tupac,Andre 3000 where is Erykah Badu atWho th.. Who done said it gone beat Lil WayneMy name ain't dick, but I keep that flame mainWho that wanna do that boy you knew that you that swallowedAnd I be the shit, now you got loss bowelsI don't owe you like two vowelsBut I would like you to pay me by the