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 criteria compared to your 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, hours go to the al dollar,
And the al mighty power of dat cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, motha 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 cant em then you pop em,
You cant man em you mop em,
You man em then you drop em,
You drop em cuz we pop em like Redenbacher,
Yeah!
I'm ill (Wayne I'm goin' in)

[Cory
Im Millie in here wit Young Money Milli on aires,
you really pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli..the Vanillis in here.. im a dont get whopped,
I get brats who give top,
I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you could never put a on,
An I on anything a nigga take on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga im Akon,
Cuz I make cons.. Where the 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, millie I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, 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,
Truely to death me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, me I left..Ha

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

a millionaire im a young millionaire
what chyall want it now
yall dont wanna do it
if hip hop is dead i am the embalming
and I care who it be, Im steppin to it
notice I say it cuz to me, it shit
get. it.
call me whacha trick?
call me on my
never when its private
man I hate a shy
you hate a shy chick
I had a of shy chick and she aint shy no mo
she changed her name to my
hahaha, yea boy my girl
and she pops excellent up in world
totally dude you
see their faces when see that
this can move
and its
hahaha, yea
and it go
thats

Im a Im a
young money cash fast money
slow money mo money low money
is that, who is that, I never heard of it
I will take your picture and make a rest in peace of it
tell n***** beatin to make a rest in peace shirt of me cuz i
killed and now dont tell no one you 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 make of him
sherbet him, I
on him, or her
Carter, of
this rap thang, is my race
gon take a lap man babys nursery
now gon take a nap man, its nap
Ill holla back at you at time

F. yea, ok
they say Im rappin like Big, Jay, and
Andre 3 Thousand where is erykah at
who dat
who dat they gon beat Lil Wayne
my name aint bic, but I keep flame
who dat one
dat do dat boy
knew dat
true dat
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 told us every girl was
dont play in the garden and dont her flower
call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn
boy I got so many girls like Im Michael
even Stefani said she couldnt doubt me

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