Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Illi

Wayne)
money! (ya dig)
Yeah!

Ima Millionaire,
Im a Money Millie in aire, tougher than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to your career just fair,
Ima venereal like a menstrual bleed..
Threw the pencil and leak the of the tablet in my mind,
Cuz I dont write shit cuz I got time,
Cuz my seconds, minutes, hours go to the al dollar,
And the al mighty power of dat cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha a copper,
Got da maserati dancin on the pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers..hahahaha you cant em, you cant stop em,
I go by them rules if you cant beat em then you pop em,
You cant man em you mop em,
You cant man em you drop em,
You em cuz we pop em like Orville Redenbacher,
Yeah!
I'm ill (Wayne I'm goin' in)

[Cory
Im Millie in here wit them Young Milli on aires,
Think you pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli..the Vanillis in here.. im a rascal get whopped,
I get brats who give top,
I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you could never put a on,
An I break on a nigga take on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, a nigga like im Akon,
Cuz I make cons.. Where the gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops im drop a rock wit them Obamas,
in the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line,
Plentys in me, any guineas wit em bigger than a mini and im..
Illie and its all off G and a P..G walk by beep beep,
Wit a freak, skeet, Out, big feet on a jeep..
She caught by F, we be the best,
to death prove me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, me I left..Ha

[these lyrics unconfirmed in album version but present in mixtape
young
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nay nay, daddys
ok

a im a young money millionaire
what chyall want it now
dont really wanna do it
if hip hop is dead i am the fluid
and I care who it be, Im steppin to it
notice I say it cuz to me, it aint
get. it.
call me whacha like
call me on my
never answer its private
man I a shy chick
dont you hate a shy
I had a plate of shy and she aint shy no mo
she changed her to my chick
hahaha, yea boy thats my
and she pops up in waynes world
dude you should
see their faces they see that
this robot can
and its
hahaha, yea
and it go
thats

Im a Im a
young cash money fast money
money mo money neva low money
what is that, who is that, I never of it
I will take picture and make a rest in peace shirt of it
tell those beatin to make a rest in peace shirt of me cuz i
killed and now tell no one you heard of me
its like, the was screamin, murder me
and im a,
so I it

and you n***** is what i ill make sure of it
and he who dont believe me Ill make of him
him, I mean
on him, or her
Carter, of
this rap thang, is my race
gon take a lap man babys nursery
now gon take a nap man, its nap
Ill holla at you at snack time

F. yea, ok
they say Im like Big, Jay, and Tupac
Andre 3 Thousand is erykah badu at
who dat
who dat said gon beat Lil Wayne
my aint bic, but I keep that flame
who dat one
dat do dat boy
knew dat
true dat
and i be the
now you got bowels
I dont owe you like two
but Id for you to pay me by the hour

and Id be pushing flowers,
than to be in the penn sharing
see Tony told us world was ours
and the told us every girl was sour
dont play in the and dont smell her flower
call me Mr. or Mr. Lawn Mower
boy I got so many girls like Im Michael
even Stefani said she couldnt doubt me

man, life, just aint life, me
hip hop just aint hip hop, me
young baby
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