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a milli vanilli (demo) - himynameisshan lyrics

[intro: lil wayne]
young money! you dig?
yeah, mack, i’m goin’ in…

[verse 1]
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 on 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 almighty dollar
and the almighty power of that ch*ch*ch*ch*chopper
sister, brother, son, daughter, father, motherf*cker copper
got the masarati dancin’ on the bridgе, p*ssy poppin’
tell them coppers “ha*ha*ha*ha”, you can’t catch ‘еm, 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

[chorus]
motherf*cker, i’m ill
yeah

[verse 2]
a million here, a million there
sicilian b*tch with long hair with coke in the derriere
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 motherf*cking problem!”
okay, you’re a goon, but what’s a goon to a goblin?
nothing, nothing, you ain’t scaring nothing
on some… 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 ate a shy b*tch
she ain’t shy no mo’, she changed her name to “my b*tch”
hahaha, yeah, n*gga, 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 when you got it, but you like a b*tch with no ass, you ain’t got sh*t
[chorus]
motherf*cker, i’m ill, not sick
and i’m okay, but my watch sick
yeah, my drop sick, yeah, my glock sick
and my knot thick, i’m it
motherf*cker, i’m ill

[verse 3]
they say i’m rapping like b.i.g., jay, and 2pac, andre 3000, where is erykah badu 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? you knew that, true that, 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
haha, and i’d rather be pushing flowers
than 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 lowrey
even gwen stefani say she couldn’t doubt it
motherf*cker, i say life ain’t sh*t without me
chrome lips poking out the coupe, look 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, dare me
don’t you compare me, ’cause there ain’t n0body near me
they don’t see me but they hear me, they don’t feel me but they fear me
i’m illy… young money!
[outro: lil wayne, milli vanilli]
[looped]
you dig? yeah, mack, i’m goin’ in…

motherf*cker, i’m ill
it’s a tragedy for me to see the dream is over
and i never will forget the day we met, girl, i’m gonna miss you

motherf*cker, i’m ill

- himynameisshan lyrics

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