Lil Wayne feat Cory Gunz - A Millie
Ima Millionaire, Im a Young Money Millie in aire, tougher than Nigerian hair, My criteria compared to your career just isnt fair, Ima venereal disease like a menstrual bleed.. Threw the pencil and leak the sheet of the tablet in my mind, Cuz I dont write shit cuz I aint got time, Cuz my seconds, minutes, hours go to the al mighty dollar, And the al mighty power of dat chit cha cha chopper, Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha fuck a copper, Got da mazaradi dancin on the bridge pussy poppin, Tell the coppers..hahahaha you cant catch em, you cant stop em, I go by them goon rules if you cant beat em then you pop em, You cant man em then you pop em, You cant man em then you mop em, You cant stand em then you drop em, You pop em cuz we pop em like Orville Redenbacher, Im Millie in here wit them Young Money Milli on aires, Think you really pop a wheelie in air, Mac Milli..the Vanilli's in here.. im a rascal dont get whopped, I get brats who dont give top, I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you could never put a brake on, An I break on anything a nigga take on, Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga like im Akon, Cuz I make cons.. Where the base gone, get the base blown, Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops im kamikaze drop a rock wit them Obamas, Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime, Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line, Plentys in me, any guinea's wit em bigger than a mini and remind im.. Illie and its all off G piece and a P..G walk by beep beep, Wit a freak, skeet, Hawk Out, big feet on a jeep.. She caught by Weezy F, we be the best, Truely to death prove me the rest, Groupies confess, you be the ref, excuse me I left..Ha