A Milli (the Four Performance) Lyrics - Dylan Jacob

Young money 

Ya dig 

Mack I'm goin' in 

I'm a Millionaire, 

I'm a Young Money Millionaire, tougher than Nigerian hair, 

My criteria compared to your career just isn't 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 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 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 

Motherfucker I'm 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 

He's a beast he's a dog he's a muthfukin' problem 

OK you're a goon but what's a goon (to a goblin) 

Nothin' nothin' you ain't scarin' nothin' 

On some fagot bullshit call 'em Dennis Rodman 

Call me what you want bitch call me on my Sidekick 

Never answer when it's private damn I hate a shy Bitch 

Don't you hate a shy bitch yea I ate a shy bitch 

She ain't shy no more she changed her name to my bitch 

Yea nigga that's my bitch 

So when she ask for the money when you through don't be surprised bitch 

It ain't trickin' if you got it 

But you like a bitch with no ass you ain't got shit 

Motherfucker I'm ill not sick 

And I'm OK but my watch sick 

Yea my drop sick 

Yea my glock sick 

And my knot thick 

I'm it 

Motherfucker I'm ill, 

Yeah see 

They say I'm 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 ain't 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 don't O U like two vowels 

But I would like for you to pay me by the hour 

And I'd 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 

Don't play in her garden and don't smell her flower 

Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower 

Boy I got so many bitches like I'm Mike Lowry 

Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me 

Motherfucker I say life ain't shit without me 

Chrome lips pokin' out the coupe look like it's 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 

Don't you compare me cause there ain't nobody near me 

They don't see but they hear me 

They don't feel me but they fear me I'm illi 

C three three peat 

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