Tela

Tela - Make A Million lyrics

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Carrbian I, classy down, headed for a while, beat this bitch by a mile
 Cowboy bow push powder through the nile
 New legs have green gator crocastyle
 Still gator, don't hate us, just play us, fade us
 But you can't, can't weigh us, scally as fish
 We brush lebrush ain't no tellin with this
 Keep a bitch with a six, get shit with my neighbors
 Colorado flavor, five mile ski in, ski out location
 My life on the lots, wild life tears and hearts
 Playin golf how much it's gon cost
 Bought half of your ark
 Mad at what you thought, cause you ain't a big boy
 Shit you just got caught, pissed off for da soft
 Quit shake it off, I don't know, try back in a year, cause you soft

 Chorus:
 Gonna make your millions, I'll be your wife and have your children
 Stack money to the ceiling, nothin but good livin
 Got a house on the lake, waterfalls on our estate
 Behind electric gates, just me and you baby

 Verse 2:
 Back yard full of lumas', bemas', hummas'
 Birds from bahammas' we runnin numbers
 I promise, none of ya'll can take it all from us
 Promise gonna be platnum this summer
 Straight shit like a anus, everybody wanna be rich and famous
 But they ain't able to claim it, you name it we got it
 Shakeo' cain'ts and Wako's erotic, overseas cottage
 Put the crome on Mercadese, A.T.L. ladies
 Put the phone on the roll it's on, let's rome baby
 Hugo, Bruno, I go, You go, in the range rov.
 Excitin black leather with the white piping
 So much oak stike a match and you'll chock
 Fifty folks at a house, off of the coast
 You can show them yo coats, and luxurious boats, you know

 Chorus:
 Gonna make your millions, I'll be your wife and have your children
 Stack money to the ceiling, nothin but good livin
 Got a house on the lake, waterfalls on our estate
 Behind electric gates, just me and you baby

 Verse 3:
 Big boy livin, hurt feelins', indoor scrimmin' for the kids and the women
 Drape limmins' with shanel prints in them
 If you wanna be em' vix go get em
 Thats right, I know what wife he like
 But it's a price to pay if you want this life
 Nice ice with the apple bent g twice
 Wanna give you everything that you want that you like
 I don't care livin', I don't care spendin', If you need it for a day
 I don't care rent it, lick court tennits
 Takin trips to Venis, do it just for fun just to say that we did it
 Wit begginit, six for a minutes, somebody hit it
 Leave it cause it's finished, recommend us to the nearest A.M.
 Delas' commin on the primas' yellin sweet business.

 Chorus:(x7)
 Gonna make your millions, I'll be your wife and have your children
 Stack money to the ceiling, nothin but good livin
 Got a house on the lake, waterfalls on our estate
 Behind electric gates, just me and you baby
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Rap-A-Lot Records

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

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