Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Illi

Wayne)
money! (ya dig)
Yeah!

Ima Millionaire,
Im a Young Money Millie in aire, tougher Nigerian hair,
My compared to your career just isnt fair,
Ima venereal disease a menstrual bleed..
Threw the pencil and leak the sheet of the in my mind,
Cuz I dont shit cuz I aint 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 dancin on the bridge pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers..hahahaha you cant catch em, you stop em,
I go by them goon rules if you beat em then you pop em,
You cant man em you mop em,
You man em then you drop em,
You drop em cuz we pop em Orville Redenbacher,
Yeah!
Motherfucker I'm ill (Wayne I'm in)

[Cory
Im Millie in here wit them Young Money on aires,
Think you really pop a in air,
Mac Milli..the in here.. im a rascal dont get whopped,
I get who dont give top,
I get tassel, pass you wit a you could never put a brake on,
An I break on anything a 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 kamikaze a rock wit them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, anytime,
Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, on a dime, Penny on the line,
Plentys in me, any guineas wit em than a mini and remind im..
and its all off G piece and a P..G walk by beep beep,
Wit a freak, skeet, Hawk Out, big on a jeep..
She caught by F, we be the best,
Truely to death me the rest,
confess, you be the ref, excuse me I left..Ha

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

a im a young money millionaire
what chyall want it now
dont really wanna do it
if hip hop is i am the embalming fluid
and I dont who it be, Im steppin to it
notice I say it cuz to me, it aint
get. it.
call me whacha trick?
call me on my
answer when its private
man I hate a shy
you hate a shy chick
I had a of shy chick and she aint shy no mo
she changed her name to my
hahaha, yea boy my girl
and she pops excellent up in waynes
totally dude you
see faces when they see that
this can move
and its
hahaha, yea
and it go
right

Im a Im a
young cash money fast money
slow money mo neva low money
what is that, who is that, I heard of it
I will your picture and make a rest in peace shirt of it
tell those n***** to make a rest in peace shirt of me cuz i
killed and now dont 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 a lap man weezy babys nursery
now gon a nap man, its nap time
Ill holla back at you at time

F. yea, ok
they say Im like Big, Jay, and Tupac
Andre 3 Thousand where is 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 loose
I owe you like two vowels
but Id for you to pay me by the hour

and Id rather be flowers,
to be in the penn sharing showers
see Tony us this world was ours
and the Bible told us girl was sour
dont play in the garden and smell her flower
me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
boy I got so many girls like Im Lowry
even Stefani said she couldnt doubt me

man, life, just life, without me
hip hop aint hip hop, without me
young moola
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