I'm 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 shit cause I ain't got time,Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the almighty dollar,And the almighty power of dat cha cha cha cha chopper,Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha f**k a copper,Got da maserati dancin on the bridge pussy poppin,Tell the coppers... hahahaha you can't catch em, you can't stop em,I go by them goon rulesIf you can't beat em then you prop 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,
[Verse 2:]A million here a million thereSicilian bitch with long hair with coke in her dariaireLike smokin the thinest air I open the LamborghiniHopin them crackers see me like look at dat bastard WeezyHes a beast hes, a dog hes, a muthfukin problemOk your a goon but what's a goon to a goblinNothin nothin you ain't scarin nothinOn some faggot bullshit call em dennis rodmanCall me what you want bitch call me on my SidekickNever answer when it's private damn I hate a shy BitchDon't u hate a shy bitch yea I ate a shy bitchAnd she ain't shy nomore she changed her name to My bitchYea nigga that's my bitch so when she ask for the Money when you through don't be surprised bitchIt ain't trickin if u got itBut u like a bitch with no ass u ain't got shitMuthafuka I'm ill not sickAnd I'm ok but my watch sickYea my drop sickYea my glock sickAnd my knot thickI'm it
Muthafuka I'm ill...
[Verse 3:]They say I'm rappin like BIG, jay, and tupacAndre 3000 where is eryka badu atWho datWho dat said dey gon beat lil wayneMy name ain't Bic but I keep dat flame manWho dat one dat do dat boy ya knew dat tru da SwallowAnd I be da shit now u got loose bowelsI don't O U like two vowelsBut I would like for u to pay me by the hOUrAnd I'd rather be pushin flowersThen to be in the pen sharin showersTony told us this world was oursAnd the bible told us every girl was sourDon't play in her garden and don't smell her flowerCall me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn MowerBoy I got so many bitches like I'm Mike LowryEven Gwen Stefani said she could'nt doubt meMuthafuka I say life ain't shit without meChrome lips pokin out the coupe look like it's poutinI do what I do and u do what u can do about itBitch I can turn a crack rock into a mountianDare meDon't u compare me cause there ain't nobody near me They don't see but they hear meThey don't feel me but they fear me I'm illi