A Milli

And the all mighty power of dat chit cha cha chopper
Call me on my Sidekick
Boy I got so many bitches like I'm Mike Lowery
"He's a beast he's a dog, he's a motherfuckin' problem"
I open the Lamborghini
I'ma venereal disease like a menstrual bleed
I do what I do and you do what you can do about it
Nothin', nothin', you ain't scarin' nothin'
I'm a young money millionaire, tougher than Nigerian hair
Am I not thick?
Threw the pencil and leak the sheet of the tablet in my mind
Yeah my drop sick
Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawnmower
Hopin' them crackers see me like, "Look at that bastard Weezy"
Cuz I don't write shit cuz I ain't got time
On some faggot bullshit
Damn I hate a shy bitch
And I'd rather be pushin' flowers
I'm it
Got da Maserati dancin' on the bridge pussy poppin'
Even Gwen Stefani say she couldn't doubt me
Motherfucker I'm ill

Motherfucker I say like face shit without me

Motherfucker I'm ill, not sick

Who that? Who that said they gon' beat Lil' Wayne
She ain't shy no more, she changed her name to my bitch
See, they say I'm rappin' like B.I.G., Jay, and Tupac

Don't you hate a shy bitch?
They don't feel me, but they fear me
But I would like for you to pay me by the hour
Dare me
It ain't trickin' if you got it
Chrome lips pokin' out, the coupe look like it's poutin'

They don't see me, but they hear me
Now who that wanna do that, boy you knew that chew that swallow
Cuz my seconds, minutes, hours go to the all mighty dollar
And the Bible told us every girl was sour
Don't play in her garden, and don't smell her flower
Yeah my glock sick
Bitch, I will turn a crack rock into a mountain
Yeah nigga, that's my bitch
So when she ask for the money when you through don't be surprised, bitch
My name ain't Bic, but I keep that flame
Than to be in the pen sharin' showers

You cant stand 'em then you drop 'em
Like smoke in the thinnest air

I don't owe you like two vowels
Tell the coppers, ha ha ha ha you can't catch 'em, you can't stop 'em
But you like a bitch with no ass, you ain't got shit
And I'm o.k., but my watch sick
My criteria compared to your career just isn't fair

Call me what you want bitch
You drop 'em cuz we pop 'em like Orville Redenbacher
Motherfucker I'm ill

You cant man 'em then you mop 'em

I go by them goon rules if you can't beat 'em then you prop 'em

And I be the shit, now you got loose bowels

Tony told us this world was ours
Don't you compare me cause there ain't nobody near me
Yeah I ate a shy bitch
Call him Dennis Rodman
A million here, a million there
Andre 3000, where is Erykah Badu at?
I'ma millionaire
Okay you're a goon, but what's a goon to a goblin?
Never answer when it's private
Sicilian bitch with long hair, with coke in her derrierre
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father mothafucker a copper