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thank you - jae millz lyrics

thank you. we would like to thank you
this must be what it feel like
hustlers and hustlerettes
gangsters and gangstresses

[jae millz]
yo, black and grey pin stripe suit
marc jacob hard bottoms
i’m fly spreadin my wings like true
and my date yeah she beautiful too
she went easy on the make-up but the b-tch still cute
we ease out the rows and proceed forward
ain’t her so i’m p-ssin’ twice
feelin’ like a graduation with all of these flashing lights
you f-cking right a lot of ?? clique gonna splash tonight
you d-mn right a lot of wife’s gonna be smashed tonight
red carpets, cameras, i say millz yikes
sh-t this must be what victory feel like
got you n-ggas stuck like still lives
weezy told me kid we bout to know what making history feel like
young money got ’em bout to earl like garnett
i throw my hands in the air and scream top of the world
the champs has arrived
thanks for the applause
you are far too kind
now p-ss us our award

[mack maine]
p-ss me that h20
i’m in a h2
p-ssing on my old b-tches
they hollerin’ out i hate you
new b-tches that i don’t know like mack i wanna date you
walt disney on ice every time i skate through
i got that blue flame flow, it’s inferno
clamidia type of words they will burn you
your flesh is what i burn through
i’m sonning you n-ggas, i’m paternal
i ain’t going nowhere like joe paterno
i’m still calling shots from the press box
i make you n-ggas cough up a lung like s. dot
put hot sauce on my bullets now your flesh hot
glove over my shooting hand when i feel the tech’s hot
you n-ggas on the bench, y’all gets no p.t
becuase you can’t ball hard like b.d
you n-ggas wanna be me
when you’re at home you listen to my cd
and roll your eyes every time you see me
i used to f-ck with b.g
i got a white house that ain’t in d.c
try atlanta n-gga
me and my brother tune be riding round in phantom’s n-gga
and maybachs with wheels that cost a fortune like pat sajak
and we still got that vanna white
we done made from hollygrove to this, n-gga this a fabulous life
honey comb hide out, young money beehive
let me move to the side, here comes the best rapper alive

[lil wayne]
and i will not lose
i got them b-tches lookin’ at the bottom of my shoes
call me first place carter
i live in the lead
i’mma die with the t-tle
and winning is vital
women is after, we get that money right now
my paper chase me, it’s on my heels like some white socks
i’mma just go cause i don’t really like stop
pull this b-tch out and shoot you once in the right spot
y’all n-ggas phony, the top is so lonely
i had to tell the devil you gonna have to postpone me
right now i’m in a race, in a race against time
cause everybody else is like a race against mom
but momma kinda fast though
momma told me smash though
so i’m about to smash your motherf-cking -ss ho
motherf-cking -ssh0l-
yes i know this
but when you get the cash out the -ssh0l-
you gotta be on some sh-t, yeah
future billionaire, yeah i gotta be on the list
got a runway in my pants cause all the models be on my d-ck
young money, young money
swallow that sh-t b-tch
santa clause k!ller with a holiday sh-t list
you could check my imprint
two new tech’s and a m-10
every bullet in him
he swell up like a blimp and
i get money ho, what the h-ll i look like pimpin?
b-tch i’m winning
ya dig?

- jae millz lyrics

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