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 criteria compared to your 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 cuz I aint 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, motha fuck a copper,
Got da maserati dancin on the pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers..hahahaha you catch em, you cant stop em,
I go by them goon if you cant 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!
Motherfucker I'm ill (Wayne I'm in)

Gunz]
Im in here wit them Young Money Milli on aires,
Think you really pop a in air,
Mac Milli..the Vanillis in here.. im a rascal get whopped,
I get brats who give top,
I get tassel, you wit a flow you could never put a brake 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 cons.. Where the base gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that come on cops im kamikaze drop a rock wit them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, millie I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, 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 prove me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, me I left..Ha

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

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

Im a Im a
young cash money fast money
money 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
those n***** beatin to make a rest in peace shirt of me cuz i
killed and now dont no one you heard of me
its like, the beat was screamin, me
and im a,
so I it

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

F. yea, ok
they say Im like Big, Jay, and Tupac
Andre 3 Thousand where is erykah at
who dat
who dat said they gon beat Lil
my name 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 like two
but Id for you to pay me by the hour

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

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