Million Dollar Baby Lyrics - Lil Wayne

(Chorus) 

One two, one two, and I say 

One two, one two, and I say 

One two, one two, and I say 

One two, one two, and I say 

(Verse 1) 

Sick wit' it, six digits, big engines 

Get lots of head like six midgets 

It just this code I live by, 

Represent the road I grew up by, 

And I see the game like an umpire. 

Mothafuck one time, and everything combined 

I am the boss, I have a nigga tell you about the gunline 

I'm in the hog sometime, I'm in the Porsche redline 

I drive that mothafucka like I'm tryna beat a deadline. 

Holla at the boy bitch, yes I'm the boy bitch 

I'm fly and your boyfriend's an ostrich 

How much you cost bitch? 

See I will buy you and then sell you back like an auction. 

Okay? I am affiliated with DJ Drama 

And this Just Blaze track has just met Jeffery Dahmer 

I am a bingo on the beat like Carson Palmer 

And them niggas couldn't see me with panorama. 

(Haha) Niggas soft as a can of flowers 

You soft as a can of tuna 

You fuckin' with a piranha 

The ballin' is no illusion 

Paper tall as a tower 

I'm paid hoe, I could change your life all in a hour 

I promise I see the city skyline from my shower 

I'm feeling like a gun with a bag of gun powder 

Pow pow 

I'm higher than Mr. Childs 

Fresh from the bottom of the ant pile. 

Weezy! 

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(Chorus) 

(Verse 2) 

My grill is gangsta, my aim is money 

The championship is beautiful but the game is ugly 

They say feed the hungry, but these bitches is greedy 

But I'm awfully gifted, I am simply strategic 

It's come to my room, I make her feel like it's Egypt 

And she leave out that room feelin' like a paraplegic 

My fuck game is my capital feature 

I stuff her ass up like a pair of new sneakers 

Back to the subject at hand 

Baby I'm a wealthy ass young black man 

Flow more rare than finding black sand 

And, I just want some brain like a fucking cat scan 

I just want some paper like a fucking trash can 

Life is a maze so how's it hanging Pac-Man? 

I seem to amaze, as well as advance 

I'm so far ahead I gotta save the last dance. 

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(Chorus) 

(Verse 3) 

Get it straight like panters I enhance, 

M.O.B., I'm all about my chips like Lance 

I be with animals with animal tactics, 

I swear I'm backed up like New York traffic 

You dumb fucks, you're nothing but lunch ducks, 

Big nuts hairs, swinging like nunchucks 

Hollygrove I'm claiming it like insurance 

I've been on the grind, nigga you're just a tourist, 

Flowers for the dead, say hello to the florists 

Fuck with me wrong bet I rush it like Borris 

Now they tryna kick it but I ain't Chuck Norris 

I kick it with Lil' Few and he rolling up a forest 

Can't be compared, no I'm not a thesaurus 

Can't be banned, I'm sorry Miss Delourous 

Fuck Wendy Williams, the bitch look like a dude 

Her body look chewed and her hair looks glued 

But let me get back to my food 

Eat the track up and leave the mic barbecued 

Why in 30 lives would you ever war with I 

I'm just gettin' high thinking about the Carter 5 

My homies straight, my momma good and my daughter's fine 

Everyday I pray and thank the great Lord of mine 

Weezy baby, you're lookin' at greatness 

Gangsta Grillz, no braces 

Bitch