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I'm a million dollar nigga out drug dealin' One button, and the coupe do away with the cieling All these bitches wanna fuck on the thug Fly as a bitch on a latin rug Got these bitch nigga's, caught in the feelings Cheetah van looking for your bitch Cheetah van looking for your bitch Ain't too many bitches that a nigga ain't hit European tailor made fit, European tailor made fit Fly as a bitch on a latin rug European tailor made kicks European tailor made whip Swervin' the bitch from the passenger side Playin' with the bandz that flipped Tailor made [?] european [?] Leave out the club, everytime spring break Get jumped by three sluts Butt, butt, butt Gotta cheetah van lookin' for your bitch She on molly, goin' up While the [?] homie says what up Sneakin' and geakin' I'm trippin' off the NASA One eye watchin' the bitch sleep like I'm slick rick New bitch in my pocket like sweet lint Fuck around and get your ass hit With the hit stick, like the replay on Madden Zoned out millionaire, young nigga habbits Millionaire boy club, [?] Ain't too many bitches that a nigga ain't hit Cruisin' the Jag like I'm layin' on the roar Fortunetlly I'm on the low, three piece In the back seat, three peice, white meat Pants swaggin', bitch can't bite me [?] to spite me None of these bitches can't bite me Feel like a young nigga Mike Thriller, my fuckin' [?] Look at you, goin' and pick the jury Slummed out millionaire, treckin' in Missouri Cocaine peril [?] calling them tourist [?] hard top, soft top Bought it from dealin' all the drugs
Writer(s): Quincy Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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