Luyện nghe bài hát More Milli

[Intro -

Make it so (YM!)
So fly so (CMB bitch!)
another day on the
Top floor of the balcony
Live it how we it
Moula,
You it is, young boy appreciate that
Yeah it's big money baby boy
Ain't none of that little
More, more, more,
More, more, more,

[Verse 1 -
Yeah, ostrich pearl white candy job fly
Big timer on the
Got my riding five
And every time I pull up, you know I'm up
When I step up in the club, I light the up
Back on my saddle, purple out the truck
Candy paint, rally stripe, bitch shining us
Pearl white Maybach,
Automatic strap stash spot under the
Bitch, ready to that
grinds, hard times
Getting mines, you Uptown, big time, doing time
You know, Davis baby
Cash Money is pay me so you pay me how it weigh, baby
Black, gold, hundred mill' off the
told now you know how it go bitch
One

Little
More, more, more,
to the ceiling
More, more, more,
to the ceiling

[Verse 2 -

You're now fucking the most requested
The young that everybody is so obsessed with
That black on '62 float majestic
Me and in it, boy I'm just so connected
Caught up in a popularity
About to reach my and I ain't even got my arms stretched
"Thank Me Later", first week I'm all bets
Because a million copies really farfetched
Yeah, I credit cards in cash knots
I keep my darkest on till the flash stops
This for my L.A. girls getting implants
And all my D.C. getting them ass shots
Got them for a reason shortie, go ahead bust it
I keep a secret baby, nothing's heard when spoken
talk it like my buzz isn't enough promotion
And I just the Gucci sandal in the fucking ocean
Damn, I guess the problems of a teen
Are confused all the I had between y'all
And dog funny
Pay me what you owe me nigga, all money

3 - Bun B]
Well it's that big body in his big body car
Got a big body with that million dollar car
She said "daddy I sushi, so give it to me raw"
I pulled out my strap, had them look at it and "naw"
So car full of kush, you need prescriptions to
Laying on a mattress with your actress
My flow was going out, I "baby pass the matches"
Then let her top me off while I'm tapping off the
Classic but classless, you gassed up but
A here, Bun said it, nigga get past it
Taking what you got, you should of it
You was moving slower than molasses, this time you an it
Give it up smooth, this a jack don't
This is murder music nigga don't disturb this
2 Trill Ent., Money, and A Koppa Zone
We players, die, till the last chromosome