Lil Wayne - A Milli Remix Lyrics

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A Milli Remix Lyrics

So I'm just supposed to say some corny ish?
Nah. Uh,

Uh yezzir.
It be that, it be that
It be that breezy millionaire
A milli here and a milli in there
Selling out stadiums million chairs
Stepping on and off stage killing em
I got a millionaire pair
Of them all white a million Airs
I'm a beast every competition come please
Lock em up Lock em up
Just put em on freeze
Long ice I'm doing things that rappers don't like
And I am making (a milli [x3]) I am making (a millie [x3])
Getting money jus throw it up and watch it
And when it come down it's like magnets in my pocket
DAMN I got it
Purple and green diamonds they swang from my chest
Bigger and bigger man I think the Hawks on my neck
I'm brilliant, Jay-Z, Weezy, Breezy
So what's a million YEAH

Singing ni**as just chill
Cause I'm I'll.

[Lil Wayne:]
Mack I'm goin in
A millionaire I'm A young money millionaire tougher than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to your career just isnt fair,
I'm a venereal disease like a menstrual bleed...
Threw the pencil and leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cause I don't write shit cause I ain't got time,
Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the all mighty dollar,
And the all mighty power of the ch-ch-ch-choppaz
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha f**k a copper,
Got da maserati dancin on the bridge pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers... hahahaha you can't catch em, you can't stop em,
I go by them goon rules if you can't beat em then you pop em,
You can't man em then you mop em,
You can't stand em then you drop em,
You pop em cause we pop em, like Orville Redenbacher.
(Mutha f**ka I'm I'll Yeah!)

A million here a million there
Scillian Chick with long hair with coconut derriere
Like smokin the thinist air
I open the lambourgini
Hopin them crackers see me
Like look at the best of Weezy
He's a beast, he's a dog he's the motha f**kin problem
Ok your a goon but what's a goon to a goblin
Nothin, Nothin, You ain't scarin nothin
On Some faggit bullS**t
Call 'em and then it's rhymin
Call me what you want Chick Call me I'm a Sidekick
Never answer with this prophet
Damn I hate a shy chick, don't you hate a shy chick?
Yeah I ate a shy chick
She ain't shy no more she changed her name to my chick
Yea Nigga that's my chick
So when she ask for the money when you through don't be surprised chick
And it ain't trickin if you got it
You like a chick with no ass you ain't got sh1t
Motha f**ka I'm I'll not Sick!
And I'm ok but my watch sick
Yeah My Drop sick
Yeah my glock sick
Am I not thick?
I'm it
Motha F**ka I'm I'll
Yeah See
They say I'm rappin like Big, Jay, and Tupac
Andre 3 Thousand where is Erykah Badu at
Who dat
Who dat said they gon' beat Lil Wayne
My name ain't bic, but I keep that flame man
Who dat one
Dat do dat boy
Ya'll knew dat
True dat swallow
And I be the shhhh
Now you got loose bottoms
I don't owe you like two vowels
But I'd like for you to pay me by the hour
And I'd rather be pushing flowers,
Than to be in the penn sharing showers
Tony told me this world was ours
And the Bible told us every girl was sour
Don't play in the garden and don't smell her flower
Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
Boy I got so many chicks like I'm Michael Lowry
Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me
Motha fuck say fake shit with out me
Crome lips pokin out the coupla like it's poutin
I do what I do and you do what you can do about it
Chick I can turn a crack rock into a mountain
Damn that
Don't you compare me
Cause there ain't nobody near me
They don't see me but they hear me
They Don't feal me but they fear me
I'm I'll
Three Three

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