Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Illi

Wayne)
money! (ya dig)
Yeah!

Ima Millionaire,
Im a Money Millie in aire, tougher than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to career just isnt fair,
Ima venereal disease a menstrual bleed..
Threw the and leak the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cuz I dont write shit cuz I got time,
Cuz my seconds, minutes, go to the al mighty dollar,
And the al mighty power of dat cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father fuck a copper,
Got da dancin 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 then you em,
You em cuz we pop em like Orville Redenbacher,
Yeah!
I'm ill (Wayne I'm goin' in)

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Im Millie in wit them Young Money Milli on aires,
Think you pop a wheelie 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 never put a brake on,
An I break on anything a take on,
Feel the from my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga like im Akon,
Cuz I make cons.. Where the gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper on cops im kamikaze drop a rock wit them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, when I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, on the line,
Plentys in me, any guineas wit em bigger than a mini and im..
Illie and its all off G piece and a P..G 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 in album version but present in mixtape version]
young
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nay nay, better
ok

a millionaire im a money millionaire
chyall really want it now
yall dont really do it
if hip hop is i am the embalming fluid
and I dont who it be, Im steppin to it
notice I say it cuz to me, it shit
get. it.
call me like trick?
me on my sidekick
never answer when its
man I a shy chick
dont you hate a shy
I had a of shy chick and she aint shy no mo
she changed her name to my
hahaha, yea boy thats my
and she pops excellent up in waynes
totally dude you
see their faces when see that
robot can move
and its
hahaha, yea
and it go
right

Im a Im a
young money cash money money
slow mo money neva low money
what is that, who is that, I never of it
I will take your picture and a rest in peace shirt of it
tell 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 beat was screamin, me
and im a,
so I it

and you n***** is i eatin ill make 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, is my race
gon take a lap man weezy nursery
now gon a nap man, its nap time
Ill back at you at snack time

F. yea, ok
they say Im rappin like Big, Jay, and
Andre 3 Thousand where is badu at
who dat
who dat said they gon beat Lil
my aint bic, but I keep that flame
who dat one
dat do dat boy
knew dat
true dat
and i be the
now you got bowels
I owe you like two vowels
but Id like for you to pay me by the

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

man, life, aint life, without me
hip hop aint hip hop, without me
moola baby
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