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Yukmouth

Genres: Hip-Hop

Sad Millionaire Lyrics - Yukmouth

All I know, is this Regime shit 

 

I'm juss a thousandaire 

But pretty soon 

I plan to be a millionaire 

Playa hatas best beware 

 

Don't hate on mine 

When you want that sim to shine 

Don't hate on mine 

When you want that sim to shine 

 

Nigga, let's do it 

I'm tryin to touch mo' money than Bill Gates 

But know that 

When you get the money they will hate 

 

Them broads that hang around you wit the ice grill face 

Be the broads that lay you and take you to an ill place 

Where the doe at? 

They know you ballin, 'cause you deal weight 

 

You better show that, nigga where the safe is at while you still safe 

'cause, niggas will take yo life 

Probably rape yo wife 

If they can't say China white, now say goodnight 

 

To the bad guy in a ski mask guy 

I been gettin' cash guy 

Ever since my dad died 

Me and my real boys in Mazda has 

 

Bitches wit, cat eyes feed me lobster ya'll 

If I wanna ride I cop it, dawg 

If I gotta flip one for my chocolate dawg 

Juss like we shop at the mall 

 

Don't knock it ya'll 

I been ballin' since the days of Genesis 

And Benz's flipped tinted shit 

While you just rentin' shit 

 

Pretendin' it's, yours 

Drivin' Honda Accord's and Ford Probe's 

Niggas flossin' them hoes 

My name is known across the globe 

 

See me talkin' on shows 

Rolex rockin' them hoes 

Knockin' on my door lookin' fo yo bitch 

I put the glock to your nose 

 

I'm juss a thousandaire 

But pretty soon 

I plan to be a millionaire 

Playa hatas best beware 

 

Don't hate on mine 

When you want that sim to shine 

Don't hate on mine 

When you want that sim to shine 

 

I'm juss a thousandaire 

But pretty soon 

I plan to be a millionaire 

Playa hatas best beware 

 

Don't hate on mine 

When you want that sim to shine 

Don't hate on mine 

When you want that sim to shine 

 

Blast the blood clot 

My niggas makin' money non stop 

Off the rock 

Another hundred to cop 

 

Fiends blisterin' 

All action 

We G's wit Mac-10's 

Co captain 

 

Boss was sworen' as a coppo 

Take bread live like Macho 

Push the throttle 

Jet black seat pushed back in a Diablo, die slow 

 

My niggas want it and triffle it 

Hummer shit 

Cover my mic 'cause it's priceless 

Ice this 

 

Rolex piece, watch and Jeep 

Niggas lose sleep 

Trainin' my beasts how to feast 

Where the broke eat 

 

Approach yo block wit guns 

Cops will come 

Spread the bread in lumps son 

My nigga John, John 

 

He had his head on tight 

Hit the pipe 

Now he tweaked, high as a kite 

I used to shed tears 

 

Knew damn deep he didn't care 

Hope and dreams 

That was all that's there 

To be a millionaire 

 

I'm juss a thousandaire 

But pretty soon 

I plan to be a millionaire 

Playa hatas best beware 

 

Don't hate on mine 

When you want that sim to shine 

Don't hate on mine 

When you want that sim to shine 

 

I'm juss a thousandaire 

But pretty soon 

I plan to be a millionaire 

Playa hatas best beware 

 

Don't hate on mine 

When you want that sim to shine 

Don't hate on mine 

When you want that sim to shine 

 

My niggas rock solid make the money be the object 

Fuck a colleauge, I'm off the clock rockin' dollas 

See us, peep us, it's juss the three of us 

Me an yuk, plus Mad Max been out to get some 

 

Feed it up soon as I get up, I got to roll a phat spliff up 

Smoke 'til it burn my finger tips an lips up 

Drinkin' liquor 'til I get the hic ups 

Fuck bad bitches then we switch up 

Fuck bad bitches then we switch up 

 

Watch me shine in my nine, nine custom design 

Niggas sniffin' lines sayin' boss committed a crime 

I robbed the bomb shelter, shipped the goods off the delta 

Task asks if Phats the man wit no replica 

 

No replica put the tech to ya 

Smiff-N-Wesson ya 

Here's the lesson to be learned 

Don't test the young Hugh Heffener 

 

4 point 6 snatchin' up yo bitch 

An when it comes to mics I wreck this shit 

Collectin' chips disrespect yo click 

I come wit real shit 

 

From the Village Oak Town raised a drug dealer 

To be rappin' and stars Mo Town 

On the low down, I used to blow brown 

But now I blow pounds, went from bein' ugly as fuck 

To havin' hoes now, you know now 

 

I'm juss a thousandaire 

But pretty soon 

I plan to be a millionaire 

Playa hatas best beware 

 

Don't hate on mine 

When you want that sim to shine 

Don't hate on mine 

When you want that sim to shine 

 

I'm juss a thousandaire 

But pretty soon 

I plan to be a millionaire 

Playa hatas best beware 

 

Don't hate on mine 

When you want that sim to shine 

Don't hate on mine 

When you want that sim to shine 

 

I'm juss a thousandaire 

But pretty soon 

I plan to be a millionaire 

Playa hatas best beware 

 

Don't hate on mine 

When you want that sim to shine 

Don't hate on mine 

When you want that sim to shine 

... 

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