Lyrics:
a little girly oh
Bimbo, is a little boy
Who's got a million friends
And every time he passes by
They all invite him in
He'll clap his hands
And sing
the road to see a little girleo.
Bimbo is a little boy who's got a million friends,
And every time he passes by, they all invite him in.
He'll clap his
Scream No Limit 'cause I'm in it I represent it
I never met a tank dawg that didn't business
Nigga we killers by niggas countin' millions in paper
Bolstering national faith
We've got the American Jesus
Overwhelming millions every day
He's the farmers barren fields (in God)
The force the army wields
had to hit me a lick
I bought the Tahoe from the trap money, haven't even seen a brick
Cocaine by the kilo, these days put it right on my wrist
You
Conceive true deception multiplied a million fold
Visualize the yin and yang in a battle so intense
That we get 'em confused
The resident evil
high
If we don't do something big we're all going to die
Let's all face the facts that cannot be denied
We're all faced with the crises of This day
going by
Here they come
Here they come
Here they come.
Well it was one of those days larger than life
When your friends came to dinner
"Fuck yo, we gotta get this fuckin' loot, baby
We gotta get this loot
Yo back in the, yo remember back in the days
When shit, everything was all
saw rap
As a way to get away
From everybody telling me the day is not my day
My day my week my month my year
My tears held back confronted by my fears
I put it in my mind I can make a million dollars if I grind, bankroll time!
Bank roll after bank roll
Big Money
I like it
Bank roll after bank
down to twenty, that's how many wrecks I see there every day
Caused by the girl wearing nothing but a smile
And a towel in the picture on the billboard
Conceive true deception multiplied a million fold
Visualize the yin and yang in a battle so intense
That we get 'em confused
The resident evil
bitch, watch for the imperial blitz, serious shit
Submit, subject to the wreck wartone, and thought poems
Liver than WWF Warzone
Walk upon ? tracks,
everywhere, that's bae (that's bae)
Get yo' ass out the car, you givin' Tre (givin' Tre)
We been spinnin' through they hood all day (all day)
Niggas say they
vocals
Locales done made it with them big boys up in this industry
"OutKast, yeah, them niggas, they makin' big noise"
Over a million sold to this day
my dick and keep it movin
Showing and proving on a day to day basis
I rip New York and a million different places
State to state country to country
My
YOUR LITTLE TRAIN WRECK OF A HEART
LITTLE WINDS BLOW LITTLE WORLDS APART
AND YOU FEEL LIKE THE UNGREASED WHEEL OF A CIRCUS SIDESHOW CART
HERE'S
heart still beats as you listen
So take it day by day and make the right decision
Add something to this world, don't multiply division
Focusing
already made a million dollars
And I'm up and outtie on a comeback
Tryin' to get a fuckin' million in big stacks
Chorus: [Mo B. Dick]
Just another
better than my favorite sweater, and I know
That love is mean (oh oh) and love hurts (oh oh)
I still remember that day we met in December, oh baby
I
why?
'cause the brothers that I knew with the rise drove by
Only nice in the days looking down the road
Seeing beautiful girls with the car load
Yeah
Blxst got all the ladies
The money get complicated, so we go on vacations
The yacht a million a day, champagne and PlayStations
Bottles still all
on the make (Yes, we see)
Boy she wanted to be so big.
And in the end it got to be a drag,
She's doing her exercises every day
No matter what people say,
I
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