Lyrics:
(Girls go wild)
(Make the girls go wild)
Hundred million dollars and we straight (and we straight)
Summer rush, yeah, I'ma house out on that
hurts so bad
But it's ready for a squeeze
Won't somebody pop it for me please?
I'll give you ten dollars
If you're a girl in this lonely world
seen again
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
That we could sit simply in that room again
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat
I'd give it all
Was to play my music for a sold out crowd
Bitches money fame
They say I had it all
6 foot 1
I walked around like I was 10 feet tall
Did you see
[Mia X (1)]
What, what, what, what, what, what, what
Huh nigga, huh nigga what, huh nigga what what what what
Huh nigga what, what huh nigga what
and figure out that studio Gotti's catch hotties to the mouth
Who got that clout, don't act surprised cause it's that bitch from the South
Mia X hoes, you
Daddy worked hard for his dollar
He said some folks don't-but that's okay
They won't know which road to follow
Because an easy street might lead
somebody to represent
Mia-x, unlady like, realest female you ever heard
Produced by the beats by the pound, the realest label you ever heard
Y'all know we
father for a dollar
And he gave it a ten dollar raise
And when I needed my mother and I called her
She stayed with me for days
Now someones
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
I been there - been there
Done that - done that
You got guns? - we got guns...
Yo, I got straps - we got straps...
Stare at the chemtrails
With my little brother
He said you called on his birthday
You were off by like ten days
But you get a few points for trying
that mixture (whoa)
Everything seems so smooth, so cool
Know I'ma stay real but I don't know about you
Yeah, I don't know about you
If I go M.I.A
[Master P] (Mack 10)
Third ward New Orleans. To Inglewood.
To the motherfuckin world nigga.
Mack Dime. (What's up my nigga?)
Last night the word came down, ten dead in Chinatown
Innocent, their only crime was being in the wrong place, at the wrong time
Too bad, people say
the head with a hundred dollars in quarters
So warn a friend tell em it's on again
If it's a freestyle bust in a park I want in
[Chorus: x2]
I
over
And never find a better man than me
Oh, when I die, please bury me
In my ten dollar Stetson hat;
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch
Two million, four million, six million, eight million, ten
Take what you want, when it's gone you can come back again
Bills that haven't been printed
Uh, close your eyes
So watch 'em do the Macarena, somewhere out by Pasadena
Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of
You
wanna
[mia x]
Let the champagne glasses, cashes, comin out the ass
Drinks for everybody, biggest mama stickin up the tab (mama mia)
Don't even ask if I
I want to go on a cruise
Take a trip to Belize
I want to fly to Cancun
Cop a spot by the sea
Park my Benz by the beach
Yeah we causing a scene
Get
in vain
That we could sit simply in that room once again
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat
I'd give it all gladly if our lives could be like
forgot his brain
It’s enough shells here to
Fill up the coliseum
Chopsticks nigga mop sticks yeah mama mia
(Shit) my shooter got his peer out
We be
Shorty, get down, good Lord
Baby got 'em open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much ground,
Cocaine by the pound
Getting paid
Aiyyo it's the immaculate conception busta bus himself
And nuttin other than the godfather, spectacular x to the zizzle
That's what the fuck it is,
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