Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Illi

Wayne)
money! (ya dig)
Yeah!

Ima Millionaire,
Im a Young Money Millie in aire, tougher Nigerian hair,
My compared to your career just isnt fair,
Ima disease like a menstrual bleed..
Threw the pencil and the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cuz I write shit cuz I aint got time,
Cuz my seconds, minutes, go to the al mighty dollar,
And the al power of dat chit cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, motha fuck a copper,
Got da maserati dancin on the pussy poppin,
the coppers..hahahaha you cant catch em, you cant stop em,
I go by them goon rules if you cant beat em you pop em,
You man em then you mop em,
You cant man em then you em,
You em cuz we pop em like Orville Redenbacher,
Yeah!
I'm ill (Wayne I'm goin' in)

[Cory
Im Millie in here wit them Young Money on aires,
you really pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli..the in here.. im a rascal dont get whopped,
I get who dont give top,
I get tassel, you wit a flow you could never put a brake on,
An I break on a nigga take on,
Feel the napalm from my arm, straight long, throw a nigga like im Akon,
Cuz I cons.. Where the base gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops im kamikaze drop a wit them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, when I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line,
in me, any guineas wit em bigger than a mini and remind im..
Illie and its all off G and a P..G walk by beep beep,
Wit a freak, skeet, Out, big feet on a jeep..
She by Weezy F, we be the best,
Truely to death me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, me I left..Ha

[these unconfirmed in album version but present in mixtape version]
young
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nay nay, daddys
ok

a millionaire im a young money
what chyall want it now
dont really wanna do it
if hip hop is dead i am the fluid
and I dont care who it be, Im to it
notice I say it cuz to me, it aint
get. it.
call me like trick?
call me on my
answer when its private
man I hate a shy
dont you hate a shy
I had a of shy chick and she aint shy no mo
she changed her to my chick
hahaha, yea boy thats my
and she excellent up in waynes world
dude you should
see their when they see that
this can move
and its
hahaha, yea
and it go
right

Im a Im a
young money cash money money
money mo money neva low money
what is that, who is that, I never of it
I will your picture and make a rest in peace shirt of it
those n***** beatin to make a rest in peace shirt of me cuz i
killed and now tell no one you heard of me
its like, the was screamin, murder me
and im a,
so I it

and you n***** is what i eatin ill sure of it
and he who dont believe me Ill dessert of him
sherbet him, I
on him, or her
Carter, of
this rap thang, this is my
gon take a lap man weezy nursery
now gon take a nap man, its nap
Ill holla back at you at snack

F. yea, ok
they say Im like Big, Jay, and Tupac
Andre 3 where is erykah badu at
who dat
who dat said they gon Lil Wayne
my aint bic, but I keep that flame
who dat one
dat do dat boy
yall dat
dat swallow
and i be the
now you got loose
I owe you like two vowels
but Id for you to pay me by the hour

and Id be pushing flowers,
than to be in the penn showers
see told us this world was ours
and the Bible us every girl was sour
play in the garden and dont smell her flower
call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn
boy I got so many girls Im Michael Lowry
Gwen Stefani said she couldnt doubt me

man, life, just aint life, me
hip hop just hip hop, without me
young moola
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