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BIG TYMERS : Millionaire Dream lyrics

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BIG TYMERS lyrics : "Millionaire Dream"

"Millionaire Dream"(feat. Bun B (U.G.K.), Lil' Wayne)


This the life ^!$$%

[Verse 1]
I got ten round my neck, twenty on my wrist
Million dollar luck ah, million dollar kiss

Pull up in my Lexus, sippin on Dom P
Call me lil' baby but you ain't know it was C.M.B.
I floss everyday wootay

Knowin to shine like a crushed wined face Roley
What the deal on the real it's all about scrill
Pretty grills, pretty broads, and plenty mills ah

Ridin to myself up in my baby benz
Playin tens, goin shoppin with my lady friends
Flyin to Nashville, me and bob splittin eighty

Then I chill on Washatona with Slim and Baby
See the $ on my back symbolize my click
See the $ around my neck symbolize we rich

Always wonderful, but Baby gotta see it to believe it
All this ice and rich heights man it's off the heezy
Fifteen and I'm workin wit a hundred and better

And you can put that on my diamond Gucci bezel

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I got ten around my neck (mm mm)
And baguettes on my wrist [Bling]

See we ball till we fall (la la)
Livin a millionaires dream (wootay)

[Verse 2]
Since I done hit me a lick, I done got some %#@!
That most ^!$$%s out chere can't $#&@ wit

Sixty- Five on rims to get they mind right
Then took the Cash Money piece and put twenty all night
Now I'ma ball till I fall if it kills a (*##$

Check the crown of the Roley from the flick to the wrist
Six figures ain't enough for this game that I'm in
If I can make a hundred G's then I can make a million

Rice and Baby in a loader $#&@in around with them hoes
Me and Slim was parlaying makin deals in the rose
Wayne and Manny in a hummer spit 'n game to a (*##$

B.G. and Juvi in a benz bumpin hot boys this
Big Tymers oh it's nothing nice I ain't sellin for %#@!
If it's a Bentley that I want, it's a Bentley I get

Drop-top, CD changer, come equipped with the phone
Cash Money Big Tymers and we ride on chrome
Playa Haters want to picture me fallin'

If you could picture 'Pac rollin, then you can picture me
Living good, lookin good, playin cards with the ???

CMR Hot Boys Big Tymers for life, ^!$$%
Yeah we drinkin diamonds and gold
For the nine scrilla, biatch [echo]


[Verse 3]
^!$$% I got million stashed so I can buy these buildings
And duck these killings

And tipping these ^!$$%s tryina have billions
I just wanna raise my two children
Going to these white folks and demandin millions

Havin 'em saying Cash Money worth figures
And tippin 'em just like Suge Knight did 'em
And I done did my dirt in the process tryna' make millions

See I done did a lot of %#@! in my lifetime
Like, makin money, committing these stupid crimes
But I still got my ghetto stripes

When I'm pimp in the game
Cuz, I love to hustle all through the night
Cuz, when I hit my block it's like the Pope done stopped

I have them lil' children sayin, "Baby please don't stop"
Worth six figures and I'm rich and these hoes and right
Hustlin all night so Lil' Bryan can eat right
I'm going holla at my people in Melph to make sure %#@! right
??? so I'ma cruise to the next life

Me and Bryan got to (*##$es we goin $#&@ tonight
If they don't give up the #[email protected] hotel they get left tonight
That's how it be worth some G's
Man you can play them hoes like they ain't worth %#@!
You dig

[Baby Talking]


[Verse 4]
Young ^!$$%s wearin cracka gators
All my life eatin steak and potatoes
Valet please get the beige Mercedes
It's beautiful, la la, don't hate us

Back up for the most spectacular, cake stackular
Performance like Acura, got these stayin like Dracula
Vroom, how you like that diamond bezel
Blindin everything up in this (*##$ when I hit the shiny pedal

It's marvelous, the life I live

Smile pretty child got plenty Crystal to give
Rolex's for everyday of the week
Blowin gars in all kinds of cars will my brother Keith
Steaks and fetuccini, lil' girls in bikinis
Maybe Baby might let me use his beige Lamborghini
Givin all these project hoes the weenie
On radios and videos y'all hoes seen me

Life styles of the rich and richer
Look on any bad (*##$ wall you goin see my picture
Wildlife on my feet everyday of the week
Now how that %#@! hit you
Look here Baby I'ma get wit you

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