I'm Millionaire,

I'm a Young Money Millie in aire, 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 al mighty dollar,

And the al mighty power of dat chit cha cha cha chopper,

Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha fuck 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 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 drop em cause we pop em like Orville Redenbacher,





I'm millie in here with them Young Money Milli on aires,

Think you wheelie pop a wheelie in air,

Mac Milli... the Vanilli's in here... I'm a rascal don't get whopped,

I get brats who don't give top, ("meaning he gets girls who play hard to give it up")

I get tassel, pass you with 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 I'm Akon,

Cause I make cons... Where the base gone, get the base blown,

Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops I'm kamikaze drop a rock with them Obamas,

Illie in the mind, really with 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 with em bigger than a mini and remind I'm...

Illie and it's all off G piece and a P... G walk by beep beep,

With 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



A millionaire I'm a young money millionaire

What chyall really want it naw

Y'all don't really wanna do it

If hip hop is dead I am the embalming fluid

And I don't care who it be, I'm steppin to it

Notice I say 'it' cause to me, it ain't shit

Get. it.

Call me whacha like trick?

Call me on my sidekick

Never answer when it's private

Man I hate a shy chick

Don't you hate a shy chick

I had a plate of shy chick and she ain't shy no mo'

She changed her name to my chick

Hahaha, yea boy that's my girl

And she pops excellent up in waynes world

Totally dude you should

See their faces when they see that

This robot can move

And it's say...

Hahaha, yea

And it go...

That's right



I'm a millionaire I'm a

Young money cash money fast money

Slow money mo' money neva no money

What is that, who is that, I never heard of it

I will take your picture and make a 'rest in peace' shirt of it

Tell those n***** beatin to make a rest in peace shirt of me cause I

Killed and now don't tell no one you heard of me

It's like, the beat was screamin, murder me

And I'm a, murderer

So I murdered it



And you n***** is what I eatin I'll make sure of it

And he who don't believe me I'll make dessert of him

Sherbet him, I mean

Shame on him, or her

Cut her father up



This rap thang, this is my race

Gon' take a lap man weezy babys nursery

Now gon' take a nap man, it's nap time

I'll holla back at you at snack time



Weezy... F... yea, ok

They say I'm rappin like Big, Jay, and Tupac

Andre 3 Thousand where is erykah badu at

Who dat

Who dat said they gon' beat Lil Wayne

My name ain't bic, but I keep that flame boi

Who dat one

Dat do dat boy

Ya'll knew dat

True dat swallow

And I be the shhhh

Now you got loose bowels



I don't owe you like two vowels

But I'd like for you to pay me by the hour

Hahaha

And I'd rather be pushing flowers,

Than to be in the penn sharing showers

See Tony told us this world was ours

And the Bible told us every girl was sour

Don't play in the garden and don't smell her flower

Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower

Boy I got so many girls like I'm Michael Lowry

Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me



Man, life, just ain't life, without me

Hip hop just ain't hip hop, without me

Young moola baby