I'm having million dollar dreams
I'm dreaming of a million dollar night
First class on the flight
Funny we a lot alike screw when I'm sleep
Tryna make it come to life
Talkin go and get whatever
Funny we a lot alike the blocks crooked
No rock music the cops lookin the rock pusha
The fiends sprung with they tongue out
Old school, old shoelaces
When he's strung out object of the trap
Keep crack and never run out gun out
Whoever grab a pack an try to run out
Hard to do get your barbecue rib done out
Fire on the drivers till the tires spun out
AKs expand like a band drum out
Trumpets in the new four runner
Don't make me come out
See the polices chargin in a charger
Put the blunt out god please
Guard me from the ungodly
Accelerated rate of livin young hardly
Saw the digit's, lost interest
Then the funds caught me
Now it's money over everything
The fun lost me million dollar dream got me
Wanna bleed the block
Gotta flee the scene every
Timer he people hot
I'm a pimp in my own mind
This without a suit dicks need a fix
This a bitch she a prostitute
She a college student impolite girl
Vanessa Carlton, kee handler white girl
I got tonight like a strip joint cold fetish
Brown shoes booth soundproof no glow betta
VIP booth soundproof get it glow betta
Black lights hit the glow make it glow extra
I'm feelin so special, I'm bein nice to y'all
I coulda hit you with a sip
Of a nice and tall
Rightful talk what you know bout that
Schoolboys and fake rappers don't
Know bout that
I'm the orchestrator, I'm a make a movement
Great choosin let us pray
Make em take communion
Make me lean off then they sleep soft
And wake up the next day
With they sleeves off
Like "where the hell am I?
An who the fck are you?
Hey that's my girlfriend! Why
Is she sucking you?"
Cause I'm a millionaire a real millionaire
Throw to the soul and all I did
Was stick a pill in there you got off too
With a fat chick
Groanin moanin on the camera phone
Gettin her ass licked you know, bad built
With the bad tit's
Phat trick givin all his money to a fat bitch
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I'm having million dollar dreams
I'm dreaming of a million dollar night
First class on the flight
Funny we a lot alike screw when I'm sleep
Tryna make it come to life
Talkin go and get whatever
Funny we a lot alike the blocks crooked
No rock music the cops lookin the rock pusha
The fiends sprung with they tongue out
Old school, old shoelaces
When he's strung out object of the trap
Keep crack and never run out gun out
Whoever grab a pack an try to run out
Hard to do get your barbecue rib done out
Fire on the drivers till the tires spun out
AKs expand like a band drum out
Trumpets in the new four runner
Don't make me come out
See the polices chargin in a charger
Put the blunt out god please
Guard me from the ungodly
Accelerated rate of livin young hardly
Saw the digit's, lost interest
Then the funds caught me
Now it's money over everything
The fun lost me million dollar dream got me
Wanna bleed the block
Gotta flee the scene every
Timer he people hot
I'm a pimp in my own mind
This without a suit dicks need a fix
This a bitch she a prostitute
She a college student impolite girl
Vanessa Carlton, kee handler white girl
I got tonight like a strip joint cold fetish
Brown shoes booth soundproof no glow betta
VIP booth soundproof get it glow betta
Black lights hit the glow make it glow extra
I'm feelin so special, I'm bein nice to y'all
I coulda hit you with a sip
Of a nice and tall
Rightful talk what you know bout that
Schoolboys and fake rappers don't
Know bout that
I'm the orchestrator, I'm a make a movement
Great choosin let us pray
Make em take communion
Make me lean off then they sleep soft
And wake up the next day
With they sleeves off
Like "where the hell am I?
An who the fck are you?
Hey that's my girlfriend! Why
Is she sucking you?"
Cause I'm a millionaire a real millionaire
Throw to the soul and all I did
Was stick a pill in there you got off too
With a fat chick
Groanin moanin on the camera phone
Gettin her ass licked you know, bad built
With the bad tit's
Phat trick givin all his money to a fat bitch
I'm dreaming of a million dollar night
First class on the flight
Funny we a lot alike screw when I'm sleep
Tryna make it come to life
Talkin go and get whatever
Funny we a lot alike the blocks crooked
No rock music the cops lookin the rock pusha
The fiends sprung with they tongue out
Old school, old shoelaces
When he's strung out object of the trap
Keep crack and never run out gun out
Whoever grab a pack an try to run out
Hard to do get your barbecue rib done out
Fire on the drivers till the tires spun out
AKs expand like a band drum out
Trumpets in the new four runner
Don't make me come out
See the polices chargin in a charger
Put the blunt out god please
Guard me from the ungodly
Accelerated rate of livin young hardly
Saw the digit's, lost interest
Then the funds caught me
Now it's money over everything
The fun lost me million dollar dream got me
Wanna bleed the block
Gotta flee the scene every
Timer he people hot
I'm a pimp in my own mind
This without a suit dicks need a fix
This a bitch she a prostitute
She a college student impolite girl
Vanessa Carlton, kee handler white girl
I got tonight like a strip joint cold fetish
Brown shoes booth soundproof no glow betta
VIP booth soundproof get it glow betta
Black lights hit the glow make it glow extra
I'm feelin so special, I'm bein nice to y'all
I coulda hit you with a sip
Of a nice and tall
Rightful talk what you know bout that
Schoolboys and fake rappers don't
Know bout that
I'm the orchestrator, I'm a make a movement
Great choosin let us pray
Make em take communion
Make me lean off then they sleep soft
And wake up the next day
With they sleeves off
Like "where the hell am I?
An who the fck are you?
Hey that's my girlfriend! Why
Is she sucking you?"
Cause I'm a millionaire a real millionaire
Throw to the soul and all I did
Was stick a pill in there you got off too
With a fat chick
Groanin moanin on the camera phone
Gettin her ass licked you know, bad built
With the bad tit's
Phat trick givin all his money to a fat bitch