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A Million Bucks

DJ Kay Slay, Nipsey Hussle, Troy Ave, Fatman Scoop, Vado, Rocko

The Big Brother, 2017, English

Lyrics

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FATMAN SCOOP, what up?
Had to pull you out of retirement on this one
Clubs is gonna love this
Do some money talkin'
Flyer than the boy in the Carolina blue
Before the bald head, team red, who knew?
Trigger Trife, OG nigga Su-Wu
Can't forget Jah and Bang, they are blood brothers too
Three birds in the drawer, I am in the zone
Went from sellin' raw, now I'm sellin' tours, gone
Out the hood, out your league, fucker, don't play
I'll put the paws on you like lil' scrap bait
Beatin' up the beat, heatin' up the street
I'm on another level, nigga, you cannot compete
Ain't no competition, man, these other niggas weak
And they catch feelings like the women that I meet
And they all say that I'm charming, cool whip
And it don't help that my smile too pretty
Plus not to mention that my style too jiggy
Troy Ave, motherfucker, I'm from New York City
Like a million bucks, like a million bucks
Like a million bucks, like a million bucks
Get money like a million bucks
Get money like a million bucks
On the West, yes, it's still real as fuck
Where I'm from, a hundred thousand like a million bucks
Old faggot-ass police tryna kill my buzz
No disrespect to God, but in a bill I trust
On the real, I bust 'til a mill' I touch
Knew exactly what to buy, had to fill that rush
Status symbol, every single steerin' wheel I push
Damn near snapped a bitch neck, let her feel that thrust
Bought a seven-foot safe, I'm tryna fill that up
Reinvest in real estate, I'm tryna live like Puff
Slappin' rappers, goin' to jail, I guess I live like Puff
All ready, all petty, jewelry get tucked
All Chevys get cut, then I lift the bitch up
Candy paint by the grill, leather seats in the guts
Ever been through a raid? Keep your wrist out the cuffs
Lost a zone in the toilet, I had to master the flush, it's like a
Like a million bucks, like a million bucks
Like a million bucks, like a million bucks
Get money like a million bucks
Get money like a million bucks
They got millionaire taste with a Happy Meal budget
While I feed my whole team, that's a million motherfuckers
Used to serve my nigga pop, he my number one customer
Lord, forgive me for my sin, ain't no pride, muscle hustle
Like one day I'll touch a lot, but for now, I'll touch a lil'
Daydreamin' 'bout a mill', stomach still touchin' my grill
Took chance after chance, risked it all, it's all at stake
Get in my way, get ate, fuck you, we now wanna state
Said fuck it to some chickens, you want beef, I bring the herd
We're stoppin' this paper, give a damn, that's my word
No pork on my fork, still go H.A.M. with the yam
Patty cake and bake 'em, man, whip it fast as I can
If it dry, you gon' lose, sell it fast as you can
Million rubber bands, fill 'em up, that's the plan
With the past, it's the past, presently I'm all like, "Fuck"
Pull up in a million bucks, lookin' like a million bucks
Like a million bucks, like a million bucks
Like a million bucks, like a million bucks
Get money like a million bucks
Get money like a million bucks
Oh, okay then, if it's money, I'm weighin'
Tall light-skinned waistband, if he frontin', that ain't him
Both of my J's in, move rocks like cavemen
Most hoes be chasin' once I pose with the mace grin, ha
It's your last chance, dance floor, let's dance
Inside my sweatpants, no less than ten bands
Chick had to choose, I was always the best man
Had more loose spaceships than Jetsons
I'm just sayin', you you, you ain't I
I shoot to aim high, got coupe, but can't drive
Choose B-A-I, my crew, you way high
Okay, ma, take these two, now say bye
Baow, slow down, son, you're killin' 'em
Bring them dimes in, let me see if I'm feelin' 'em
Leather bomber, fur collar, chinchillin' 'em
Been a monster, few commas, hundred-millin' 'em
Like a million bucks, like a million bucks
Like a million bucks, like a million bucks
Get money like a million bucks
Get money like a million bucks