Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Illi

Wayne)
money! (ya dig)
Yeah!

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

[Cory
Im Millie in wit them Young Money Milli on aires,
Think you really pop a in air,
Mac Milli..the Vanillis in here.. im a dont get whopped,
I get who dont give top,
I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you could put a brake on,
An I break on anything a take on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, long, throw a nigga like im Akon,
Cuz I make cons.. the base gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops im kamikaze a rock wit them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, anytime,
Fine, gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line,
Plentys in me, any guineas wit em bigger a mini and remind im..
Illie and its all off G and a P..G walk by beep beep,
Wit a freak, skeet, Hawk Out, big on a jeep..
She caught by F, we be the best,
to death prove me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, me I left..Ha

[these lyrics unconfirmed in version but present in mixtape version]
money
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nay nay, daddys
ok

a millionaire im a young money
chyall really want it now
yall dont wanna do it
if hip hop is i am the embalming fluid
and I dont care who it be, Im to it
notice I say it cuz to me, it aint
get. it.
call me whacha like
me on my sidekick
never answer when its
man I hate a shy
dont you a shy chick
I had a of shy chick and she aint shy no mo
she her name to my chick
hahaha, yea boy my girl
and she excellent up in waynes world
totally you should
see their faces when they see
this can move
and its
hahaha, yea
and it go
right

Im a Im a
young money cash money money
slow money mo money neva low
what is that, who is that, I heard of it
I take your picture and make a rest in peace shirt of it
tell those n***** beatin to make a in peace shirt of me cuz i
and now dont 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 ill make sure of it
and he who dont me Ill make dessert of him
sherbet him, I
on him, or her
Carter, of
this rap thang, is my race
gon take a lap man weezy babys
now gon a nap man, its nap time
Ill holla at you at snack time

F. yea, ok
they say Im like Big, Jay, and Tupac
3 Thousand where is erykah badu at
who dat
who dat they gon beat 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 bowels
I dont owe you two vowels
but Id like for you to pay me by the

and Id rather be flowers,
to be in the penn sharing showers
see Tony told us this was ours
and the Bible us every girl was sour
dont play in the garden and smell her flower
call me Mr. or Mr. Lawn Mower
boy I got so many like Im Michael Lowry
even Gwen Stefani said she couldnt me

man, life, just aint life, me
hip hop just aint hip hop, me
young moola
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