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 compared to your just isnt fair,
Ima venereal disease a menstrual bleed..
Threw the pencil and the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cuz I write shit cuz I aint got time,
Cuz my seconds, minutes, go to the al mighty dollar,
And the al power of dat chit cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, motha fuck a copper,
Got da maserati dancin on the pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers..hahahaha you cant catch em, you stop em,
I go by them goon if you cant beat em then you pop em,
You cant man em you mop em,
You cant man em you drop em,
You drop em cuz we pop em like Redenbacher,
Yeah!
I'm ill (Wayne I'm goin' in)

[Cory
Im in here wit them Young Money Milli on aires,
Think you really pop a in air,
Mac Milli..the Vanillis in here.. im a rascal 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 nigga on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga im Akon,
Cuz I make cons.. Where the gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper 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,
in me, any guineas wit em bigger than a mini and remind im..
Illie and its all off G 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,
to death prove me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, me I left..Ha

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

a millionaire im a money millionaire
chyall really want it now
yall dont really do it
if hip hop is dead i am the fluid
and I care who it be, Im steppin to it
I say it cuz to me, it aint shit
get. it.
call me like trick?
me on my sidekick
never answer when its
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 thats my
and she pops excellent up in waynes
totally you should
see faces when they see that
this robot can
and its
hahaha, yea
and it go
thats

Im a Im a
money cash money fast money
slow money mo neva low money
is that, who is that, I never heard of it
I will take your picture and make a in peace shirt of it
those n***** beatin 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 i eatin ill make sure of it
and he who dont me Ill make dessert 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 holla at you at snack time

F. yea, ok
they say Im rappin Big, Jay, and Tupac
Andre 3 Thousand where is badu at
who dat
who dat they gon beat Lil Wayne
my name 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 dont owe you two vowels
but Id for you to pay me by the hour

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

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