Luyện nghe bài hát More Milli

[Intro -

Make it so (YM!)
So fly so (CMB bitch!)
Just day on the
Top floor of the bitch
Live it how we it
Moula,
You what it is, boy appreciate that
Yeah big money popping baby boy
none of that little bitty
More, more, more,
More, more, more,

[Verse 1 -
Yeah, ostrich pearl white candy job fly
Big on the loose
Got my riding five
And time I pull up, you know I'm iced 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 like us
Pearl white Maybach,
Automatic stash spot under the rack
Bitch, ready to that
Foreign grinds, hard
Getting mines, you know Uptown, big time, doing
You know, Harley baby
Cash Money is pay me so you pay me how it weigh, baby
Black, gold, hundred off the floor
Never now you know how it go bitch
One

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

[Verse 2 -

You're now fucking the most requested
The nigga that everybody is so obsessed with
That black on black '62 float
Me and Stunna in it, boy I'm so connected
Caught up in a popularity
About to reach my dreams and I ain't 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 shades on till the flash
for my L.A. girls getting them implants
And all my D.C. getting them ass shots
Got them for a reason shortie, go bust it open
I keep a secret baby, nothing's when nothing's spoken
Haters talk it like my buzz isn't promotion
And I just lost the sandal in the fucking ocean
Damn, I the problems of a teen star
Are all the conversations 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 nigga in his big car
Got a big bopper with that million dollar car
She said "daddy I like sushi, so it to me raw"
I pulled out my strap, had look at it and said "naw"
So car full of kush, you need prescriptions to
Laying on a with your favorite actress
My flow was out, I said "baby pass the matches"
let her top me off while I'm tapping off the ashes
Classic but classless, you up but gasless
A legend here, Bun said it, get past it
what you got, you should of passed it
You was moving slower than molasses, time you an assed it
Give it up smooth, this a jack don't
This is murder nigga don't disturb this groove
2 Ent., Cash Money, and A Koppa Zone
We true players, die, till the chromosome