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 criteria to your career just isnt fair,
Ima venereal disease a menstrual bleed..
Threw the and leak the sheet 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 of dat chit 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 em, you cant stop em,
I go by them goon if you cant beat em then you pop em,
You man em then you mop em,
You man em then you drop em,
You drop em cuz we pop em like Redenbacher,
Yeah!
I'm ill (Wayne I'm goin' in)

[Cory
Im Millie in here wit Young Money Milli on aires,
you really pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli..the in here.. im a rascal dont 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 anything a nigga on,
Feel the from my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga like im Akon,
Cuz I cons.. Where the base gone, get the base blown,
Let the on that chopper come on cops im kamikaze drop a rock wit them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, when I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line,
Plentys in me, any guineas wit em bigger a mini and remind im..
Illie and its all off G piece and a P..G by beep beep,
Wit a freak, skeet, Hawk Out, big on a jeep..
She caught by F, we be the best,
Truely to prove me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, me I left..Ha

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

a millionaire im a money millionaire
what chyall really it now
yall dont wanna do it
if hip hop is dead i am the embalming
and I dont 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
answer when its private
man I a shy chick
dont you a shy chick
I had a of shy chick and she aint shy no mo
she her name to my chick
hahaha, yea boy my girl
and she excellent up in waynes world
totally you should
see their faces they see that
this robot can
and its
hahaha, yea
and it go
right

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

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

F. yea, ok
they say Im rappin like Big, Jay, and
3 Thousand where is erykah badu at
who dat
who dat said they gon Lil Wayne
my name aint bic, but I keep that
who dat one
dat do dat boy
yall dat
dat swallow
and i be the
now you got loose
I dont owe you 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 every girl was
dont play in the garden and dont her flower
me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
boy I got so many girls Im Michael Lowry
even Gwen Stefani she couldnt doubt me

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