Luyện nghe bài hát More Milli

[Intro -

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

[Verse 1 -
Yeah, ostrich pearl white candy job fly
Big on the loose
Got my bitch riding
And time I pull up, you know I'm iced up
When I step up in the club, I light the up
on my saddle, blowing purple out the truck
Candy paint, rally stripe, bitch shining us
Pearl Maybach, hatchback
Automatic stash spot under the rack
Bitch, ready to that
grinds, hard times
Getting mines, you know Uptown, big time, time
You know, Harley baby
Cash Money is what pay me so you pay me how it weigh,
Black, gold, mill' off the floor
Never told now you how it go bitch
One

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

[Verse 2 -

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

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