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Albums:

Brother, Brother, Brother (The Isley Brothers) · Givin' It Back/Brother, Brother, Brother (The Isley Brothers) · A Milli [Explicit] (Lil Wayne) · Ekki Er Allt Gull, Sem Gloir... Skamt Er Öfganna Á Milli (Current 93) · A Milli (Lil Wayne) · Brother to Brother (Van Zant) · Brother to Brother (Van Zant) · Brother Against Brother (Ryker's) · Brother to Brother (Gino Vannelli) · Brother to Brother (Van Zant) – and 90 other albums »


town, gimme, don't say no more
Got them scars on my face 'cause my health be poor
You Milli Vanilli, I'm Kurtis Blow like eighty-fo'
No, I don't want your
loose like a jerk
I get up like, town, gimme don't say no more
Got them scars on my face 'cause my health be poor
You Milli Vanilli, I'm Kurtis Blow
all big and lookin silly
With extensions hangin down like Milli Vanilli

And every Wednesday night at the Apollo
First kid she saw with jewerly
the spot and was large on your block
I know it did that's why you formed the committee
Of a bunch of itty bitty silly Milli Vanilli hillbilly niggies
Milli Vanilli hillbilly niggies
Never mind all the chitter chat, 'cause I got a bigger bat
Step out of line again to get your jaw tapped
Don't try
you fake as hell, like Milli Vanilli

These hoes, must of these niggas go broke for these hoes
Big bad bully but he beat for these hoes
Married
on my tip so hard I be the life style
But I get silky, go for you like milk gee
Brothers sun on wack on waxs like Milli Vanilli
Uhh! you know I've got
was alive?
Would all these niggas still be screamin' out "ride or die"!
What if Milli Vanilli's record never skipped on stage?
They'd be the illest
like it's a misdemeanor
Anyways, there's way more important stuff that we can discuss
N'Sync, Makin da band and Milli Vanilli had broken up,

Gas prices
A milli
A milli
A milli
A milli
A millionaire
I'm a young money millionaire, tougher than Nigerian hair
My criteria compared to your career
A milli
A milli
A milli
A milli
A millionaire
I'm a young money millionaire, tougher than Nigerian hair
My criteria compared to your career
mean years man
Damn, a whale could have swam in them tears fam
'Cause as I left them I reflected on my younger days
When it was just me and my brother
mean years man
Damn, a whale could have swam in them tears fam
'Cause as I left them I reflected on my younger days
When it was just me and my brother
Yeah, this big Bun B the baby southern OG
I'm Pimp C's brother every body knows me
Comin' from that P.A.T, with Mr. V.I.C.
Young Mogul, ENT.
If you
full blast, didn't splash
He'd act like his head was too big for the casket
I told him, "Slow down God, you ain't wild
You ain't been in these projects
ten more years
Cracked a cold beer then bust a shot in the air
Everlast, ego went full blast, didn't splash
He'd act like his head was too big for
talk? 
Course not, I'm big like horse nut 
Under pressure I don't sweat like my pores shut 
I'm from the ten shacks where mishaps 
Get fix fast by
ninni-milli flama philly
I will fill the enemy with up by twenty slugs
To the mug, four more tricks in the mud quick
I want all my tear da club thugs to rip
on mine
Outlawz my spine, it ain't hard to find

But get ya and lay low
And get ya piece by the dough
I keep my shit on cock 'cause Makaveli said so
I keep
ducks"
I dug in my pockets so I could load the milli up
And all I felt was Phillies blunts, I’m pissy drunk
Body me, how can it be? We blood brothers
and shit nigga

Yo, yo, it was the night before he got popped
Big jars of haze, Cheech and Chong bong in the spot
Tropicana, strawberries, diced bananas
it fucked up 'cause Sauce calm wit his grandma
'cause I'm like baking soda bitch, I'm armed with a hammer
And when I'm strapped fool, fuck your brother
Duck for cover, you marked motherfucking
Didn't Mama say not to play with niggas from the gutta?
I smell undercovers, I die with my brothers
And when
Duck for cover, you marked motherfucking
Didn't Mama say not to play with niggas from the gutta?
I smell undercovers, I die with my brothers
And when