Young Money
Ya Dig


A millionaire, I'm a young money millionaire
Tougher than Nigerian hair
My criteria compared to your career just isn't fair

I'm a venereal disease like a menstrual i bleed
Through the pencil and ink on the sheet of the tablet
In my mind 'cause I don't write %#@!, 'cause I ain't got time

'cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the all mighty dollar
And the all mighty power of that ch, ch, ch, ch chopper
Sister, brother, son, daughter, father motha$#&@ a coppa

Got the Maserati dancin' on the bridge #~!!@ poppin'
Tell the coppers hahahaha you can't catch 'em, you can't stop 'em
I go by them goon rules if you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em

You can't man 'em then you mop 'em,
You can't stand 'em then you drop 'em,
You pop 'em 'cause we pop 'em like Orville Redenbacher!!

Mother$#&@er I'm ill

A million here, a million there

Sicilian (*##$ with long hair
With !@%!e in the derriere
Like smoking the thinest air

I open the Lamborghini hopin' them crackers see me
Like look at that !@$( weezy
He's a beast, he's a dog, he's a mother$#&@ing problem

OK, you're a goon but what's a goon to a goblin?
Nothing, nothing -- you ain't scarin' nothing
On some !@$)got bull%#@! call him Denise Robin Call me what you want (*##$, call me on my sidekick

Never answer when it's private, damn I hate a shy (*##$
Don't you hate a shy (*##$?
Yeah I ate a shy (*##$

She ain't shy no more, she changed her name to my (*##$
hahahaha, yeah, ^!$$% that's my (*##$
So when she ask for the money, when you through don't be surprised (*##$

It ain't trickin' if you got it
But you like a (*##$ with no $$#, you ain't got %#@!
Mother$#&@er I'm ill, not sick

And I'm OK but my watch sick, yeah my drop sick, yeah my glock sick and my knot thick
IM It!
Mother$#&@er I'm Ill!


Yeah
See..

They say I'm rapping like Big, Jay and Tupac, Andre 3000 where is Erykah Baduh at? Who that?
Who that say they're gonna beat Lil' Wayne
My name ain't BIC, but I keep that flame man

Who that one that do that boy?
You all knew that
True that swallow

And I be the %#@! now you got loose bowels
I don't owe you like two vowels
But I would like for you to pay me by the hour

Ha ha, and I'd rather be pushing flowers
Than to be in the penn sharing showers
Ha, Tony told us this world was ours

and the Bible told us every girl was sour
don't play in the garden and don't smell her flower
call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower

boy I got so many (*##$es like I'm Michael Lowry
even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me
Mother$#&@er I say life ain't %#@! without me

Chrome lips poking out the coup look like it's pouting
I do what I do and you do what you can do about it (*##$
I could turn a crack rock into a mountain, dare me

Don't you compare me 'cause there ain't nobody near me
They don't see me, but they hear me
They don't feel me, but they fear me.

I'm illie
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