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(Jahlil Beats, holla at me) Turn me up I'm good now, leggo Leggo She call me daddy, but you can call me Millz (Haha) Breezy, what up? Hahaha
Uh, one time for B-I-G, wave a finger front to back I ain't gotta tell you where I'm from, you see it on my cap 501's on my legs, Polo man on my tee Jordan ain't no kin to me, but I keep 'em on my feet I like a big ghetto booty on a P-Y-T With a Fifth Ave. S-W-A-G Somethin' just like me, YSL, Gucci I like them girls in Louis V, red bottom, Lou B's Two fingers to the G's, what it is? What it be? If you ballin', raise your bottle and say, 'Free Tunechi' Free, Free Tunechi 'til they free Tunechi I'm Q-Vision in the club, watch me make a movie Now leggo
I got money, money my problem (Leggo) Love doin' math, so this money I solve it Never, ever stoppin', but these niggas robo coppin' (Haha) So I'm ugly with the money, ugly, ugly, Green Goblin (Haha, leggo)
Fuck them other haters 'cause I'm down for my niggas I got money in my pockets, so there's no room for your digits I be in and outta state, err'day a different place And I be hittin' home runs while you still on second base Your boy be poppin' them bottles of Rosé Fuckin' models in every single damn way No offense to ugly women, but I need a pretty face If you skinny or eat plenty, it don't matter either way 'Cause I'ma get it, hit it, quit it, then I pass you off to Jae Millz Speed racer on the track, call me Hot Wheels The bullets long like fries, get a Happy Meal Black Card, red Chucks, Batman and Robin Spider-Man eatin' up the money, Green Goblin
I got money, money my problem Love doin' math, so this money I solve it (Breezy) Never, ever stoppin', but these niggas robo coppin' (I see you, boy) So I'm ugly with the money, ugly, ugly, Green Goblin (Young Money, leggo) I got money (Uh), money my problem (Leggo) Love doin' math, so this money I solve it (Uh, I said, leggo) Never, ever stoppin', but these niggas robo coppin' () So I'm ugly with the money, ugly, ugly, Green Goblin (Haha)
'Til I die, I'm uptown and dead presi's what I'm countin' It cut milli-mountains, nigga, what you know about 'em? (What?) So Harlem 'til I go, fuck a stylist, I be stylin' (Huh?) Comin' down 125th, paper plated, drop wildin' (Wildin') He screamin', 'Take it easy' (Uh), but love me or leave me (Word) For New York, free Remy and for YM, free Weezy (Yes) Me and C Breezy (What up?), Chubby Chuck TZ's (Uh-huh) We on that cherry carpet while you watchin' us on TV (Leggo) Trust me, I'm Malcolm clean, if the boy in my regime On stage, I'm poison, Hot Tub Time Machine, y-yeah They all doubtin', but they favorite slouchin' (Huh) And all I got for these niggas is flames, douse 'em Who want test me? (Who?) Get off the expressway (Breezy) This is not a S-Type (No), nigga, this a XJ (Mean) Swag freakin' American, tatted like an esé (Yes) Now take your ass directly to the morgue is what my chest say (Uh-huh) Yes, Jae, yes, Jae, stunt like Harlem taught ya (Leggo) My diamonds stupid bright (Yeah), v-violet u-ultra (Wow) They all counted me out, they thought Millz was over (Yup) But look who's talkin' now, motherfuckers, John Travolta
I got money, money my problem (Leggo) Love doin' math, so this money I solve it (Millz, I said, leggo) Never, ever stoppin', but these niggas robo coppin' So I'm ugly with the money, ugly, ugly, Green Goblin (Yeah) I got money, money my problem (Millz) Love doin' math, so this money I solve it (That's me, C Breezy) Never, ever stoppin', but these niggas robo coppin' (That's him) So I'm ugly with the money, ugly, ugly, Green Goblin (YMCMB, CBE)
ENT (Uh-huh) Let me say that one more time I said um (Okay) It's YMCMB (Right), CBE (Right), ENT (Right) Leggo Jahlil, good lookin' Leggo, uh, uh I said Leggo
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