Millionaire (feat. André 3000)

I said

Her from the city

So her got to be witty, witty

She said

Him from the country

So him got to be funky, funky

Mama, I'm a millionaire

But I feel like a bum

Mama, I'm a millionaire

But I feel like the only one

I, I, I, I woke up early this mornin'

I don't think y'all heard me

I woke up early this mornin'

I don't think y'all heard me

I woke up early this mornin'

I don't think y'all heard me

I woke up early this mornin'

But I still ain't see the sun

Papa, I'm a millionaire

But Saks Fifth Ave don't sell affection (Saks Fifth Ave don't sell affection)

Papa, I'm a millionaire

But I ain't movin' in the right direction

Somethin' ain't right

I know

I ain't rich till he is rich

And she is rich

And we is rich

Oh, I ain't rich till he is rich

And she is rich

And we is rich

I ain't rich till he is rich

And she is rich

And we is rich

Oh, I ain't rich till he is rich

And she is rich

And we is rich

Hmmm

Where there is cheese there are rats

Wherever there are rats there are cats

Wherever there are cats there are dogs

If you got the dogs, you got bitches

Bitches always out to put their paws on your riches

If you got riches, you got glitches

If you got glitches in your life computer

Turn it off and then reboot her

Now you back on

Can't just put the cap on the old bottle

Once you pop it, that'll spoil it

G'on and drink it and enjoy it, uh

Mama, I'm a millionaire

What's a girl to do

When she just has dimes, no time, just pay

What's a girl to do

Instead of me, it's you, be true

What's a girl to do

In a world of greed but kneel and pray

What's a girl to do

When she's lost her long-time friends

That's life