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Best of Yukmouth (Yukmouth) · Best of Yukmouth (Yukmouth) · The Complete Million Dollar Quartet (Elvis Presley) · Million Dollar Story (Crooked I) · The Complete Million Dollar Quartet (The Million Dollar Quartet) · Six Million Dollar TV Themes (John Gregory) · The Million Dollar Quartet (Elvis Presley) · A Tribute To the Million Dollar Quartet (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Million Dollar Hits (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Million Dollar Hooks (Screwed) (Big T) – and 90 other albums »


because your rhymes are puppy chow 
Made another million, so competitors bow 
Homeboy, hold on, my rhymes are so strong 
Nothing could go wrong, so why
because your rhymes are puppy chow 
Made another million, so competitors bow 
Homeboy, hold on, my rhymes are so strong 
Nothing could go wrong, so why
[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, uh-huh, yo, yo

[Ghostface Killah]
Portable DATs, Sony headphones
El Dorado's, thousand dollar bottles, get blown
at the Million Man March, we gon' fight

So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit
'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick
'Cause I don't
as fuck, contemplatin million dollar plans (uh huh)
She a million dollar bitch and I'ma million dollar man (million dollar man)
Only thing missin is about
as fuck, contemplatin million dollar plans (uh huh)
She a million dollar bitch and I'ma million dollar man (million dollar man)
Only thing missin is about
Supersonic hyperphonic goin' on that ass paragraph
With the million dollar bionic metaphoric lyrical math
Generating off the chronic
By cooling in the dark
way 
No time to hear what another brother might say 

Why sell a capsule of crack I don't have to 
I rhyme and sign million dollar contracts
Intro: Mix talks while The Star Spangled Banner plays in the background

Huey B. Newton shot in cold blood in west Oakland
Oliver North receives
because your rhymes are puppy chow 
Made another million, so competitors bow 
Homeboy, hold on, my rhymes are so strong 
Nothing could go wrong, so why
this"
'Til Run DMC blew my brains to bits

From leather coats to shell toes to the Stan smiths, to Dapper Dan kicks
First million-dollar deal ever in
[Intro - Sleep]
Hey wassup Cube?
Man I'm glad I caught you at your momma' house homey
Wassup man? You still got your pager right or you lost it?
at the Million Man March, we gon' fight

So you can suck my dick if you don't like, my shit
'Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick
'Cause I don't
[Intro: Inspectah Deck (sample)]
(Everybody on the grind, son) 8 million stories in the naked city
(Everybody trying to eat) (It's always gonna be
the book at me
I hope this teaches you a lesson
A half a million dollar bail
Boom
This court is in session

Verse Three:
I reach the tear visions of pair
Bruce Banner
Stepped off the plane and blacked out up in Canada
I'm a million dollar man like Lee Majors
Fucked around and hit the jackpot up in Vegas
us. 
Million dollar dreams of gettin rich. 
Smokin my weed and drinking hennesey down by the pitcher. 
Ain't no slippin because my click is fuckin
Intro:
Mass hysteria illusion widespread across the world. Riots are reported in
London and the United Nations is calling for an emergency meeting.
(intro)
I said you drink whiskey and you cuss
I smoke shit called angel dust
I said peter peter pussy eater
Had a .................

(Lil Italy
children freebasin' in their million
Dollar basements
Babies having babies in the hood I grew up in
Hands are too small for the guns that they be bustin'
see)
It's called the 6 million dollar man
(I can't see) He has the speed of a cheetah
The site (I can't see) of a falcon (my arms)
Strength (what's
million dollar man to capture me
Clever, however; you could never ever begin to apprehend a hologram
Who's determined to fight solely, to defend in wars
might be danger comin'

Verse One:

What I look like, if not a million dollars?
Bazillion stages and a billion hollas
What I look like, pushin' that new
know me
Addictive type and my baby moma OD
Descriptive writing made a million dollars for me
I'm just a Young Dude, young and doing young
Pursuing
from the concrete street
And never leave the land without strapping my heat
Keep peace and don't beef, word life tariff
I stole the million dollar show