Lyrics:
Tate!
Bitch, you silly you fake, Milli Vanilli
You stank, like you breaking wind
I rock, wind breakers when it’s chilly
If I’m on top, than I’m in
color purple
I'm up in here feeling like Celie (ooh)
Nappy ass dreads, what's that you say?
Watch your mouth, Milli Vanilli (ooh)
You can get snaked,
yeah)
I'm illy in here with them Young Money millionaires
Think you really pop a wheelie in air?
Mac Milli, the Vanilli's in here
I'm a rascal,
fools?
You think I ain't knowin' yall broke, Milli Vanilli
J.J. Fad wannabes ain't over here gossiping 'bout me?
Yo, how 'bout you buff these Pumas for
fools?
You think I ain't knowin' yall broke, Milli Vanilli
J.J. Fad wannabes ain't over here gossiping 'bout me?
Yo, how 'bout you buff these Pumas for
Milli Vanilli, now people just look at him silly
Sayin "That's umm - I forgot his name - who is he?"
He wanted (mooore) never really thought of the loss
I'm talking milli, ain't talking Vanilli
Had to get that hating nigga from near me, I do not move like a regular Joe
I am not moved by no regular ho,
'll walk dem golden stairs when I die, when I die
Oh lord you know I can hardly wait
To reach that suite by and by by by
And now I see those per, per,
from me
Nobody likes you when you're 23
And are still more amused by TV shows
What the hell is ADD?
My friends say I should act my age
What's my age
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang
The shells'll bang, make everything outta your helmet hang
Uh, the mayo jar was Hellmann's when I swirled
Justin Bieber's song
You're like Milli Vanilli
Kids love your jam and that's just fact
But when you're standing next to Justin
They're like "Whose dad is
about a God damn Grammy?
Yo, Flav, I give a fuck about a God damn Grammy
But them motherfuckin hoes won't hand me one
At least you was invited by
At least you was invited by the biggots
The motherfuckers told me to buy a ticket
To the phoney ass ceremony
Fuck oscar, emmy, and tony
Cause when it comes
uh-huh, Milli Vanilli silly, all the V's are on
See the Visa like the trees, get 'em peach and chron
I know to each is own, but you I wanna keep it known
Uh
Yeah, uh, that's right, uh, yeah
Yeah, uh
I was raised by the wolves (I was raised by)
I was raised by the wolves (I was raised by)
I was
Look how far we came
Through the fire, I stood knowing we would reign
Feels like yesterday when all this was a dream
Through these Maybach
the MAC milli
They don't want drama really
Pussy niggas get hard, lip syncing my lyrics
Like Milli Vanilli
In the hood they feel me Gun
Cock ha! I
had niggas die, I be numb Lil' Brody a demon, he slide for fun
Shit that I smoke, not two, it's the one Whip him by the dick, put it on the tongue
Till
When I found out that Santa Claus was nothing more than Vanilli
It was silly, 'cause my mom and pop, they worked for every penny
Didn't have many, but
know what I'm sayin'?) (Yeah)
See man, white man tryin' to keep this away from us man you know I'm sayin'? (Uh-hmm)
'Cause they know when you grab this
think they're usin a little bit too much when they flaunt
You know
[Name], you know, ehm
I don't understand the way these girls is rolling today, man
'll fly away
When I die, Hallelujah, by and by
I'll fly away
shitted
Whoa there kitty
Got a fitty from the city got a minute now I'm chillin (Talk to me now)
No time you silly
Fakin me like you Milli Vanilli
When
everything outta your helmet hang
Uh, the mayo jar was Hellmann's when I swirled the 'caine
Then I wrapped the yayo up in cellophane (woo)
My shooter got
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