Young money
Ya dig
Mack Im goin in
Im a Millionaire
Im a Young Money Millionaire, tougher than Nigerian hair
My criteria compared to your career just isnt fair
Im a venereal disease like a menstrual bleed
Threw the pencil and leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind
Cause I dont write shit cause I aint got time
Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the almighty dollar
And the almighty power of that cha cha cha cha chopper
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motherfuck a copper
Got the Maserati dancin on the bridge pussy poppin
Tell the coppers, ha ha ha ha you cant catch em, you cant stop em
I go by them goon rules
If you cant beat em then you pop em
You cant man em then you mop em
You cant stand em then you drop em
You pop em cause we pop em like Orville Redenbacher
Motherfucker Im ill
A million here a million there
Sicilian bitch with long hair with coconut derrière
Like smokin the thinnest air I open the Lamborghini
Hopin them crackers see me like look at dat bastard Weezy
Hes a beast hes a dog hes a muthfukin problem
OK youre a goon but whats a goon (to a goblin)
Nothin nothin you aint scarin nothin
On some fagot bullshit call em Dennis Rodman
Call me what you want bitch call me on my Sidekick
Never answer when its private damn I hate a shy Bitch
Dont you hate a shy bitch yea I ate a shy bitch
She aint shy no more she changed her name to my bitch
Yea nigga thats my bitch
So when she ask for the money when you through dont be surprised bitch
It aint trickin if you got it
But you like a bitch with no ass you aint got shit
Motherfucker Im ill not sick
And Im OK but my watch sick
Yea my drop sick
Yea my Glock sick
And my knot thick
Im it
Motherfucker Im ill,
Yeah see
They say Im rappin like BIG, Jay, and 2pac
Andre 3000 where is Eryka Badu at
Who that
Who that said they goin beat Lil Wayne
My name aint Bic but I keep that flame man
Who that one that do that boy ya knew that true the Swallow
And I be the shit now you got loose bowels
I dont O U like two vowels
But I would like for you to pay me by the hour
And Id rather be pushin flowers
Then to be in the pen sharin showers
Tony told us this world was ours
And the bible told us every girl was sour
Dont play in her garden and dont smell her flower
Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
Boy I got so many bitches like Im Mike Lowry
Even Gwen Stefani said she couldnt doubt me
Motherfucker I say life aint shit without me
Chrome lips pokin out the coupe look like its poutin
I do what I do and you do what you can do about it
Bitch I can turn a crack rock into a mountain
Dare me
Dont you compare me cause there aint nobody near me
They dont see but they hear me
They dont feel me but they fear me Im illi
C3, 3-peat