Millions Every Month-Gucci Mane/V-Nasty
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TXT Millions Every Month-Gucci Mane/V-Nasty 文本歌词
Millions Every Month (Clean) - Gucci Mane/V-Nasty
From the greater to the grave ni**a
I'mma be a paid ni**a
And I escalate with some thousand
Dollar shades ni**a
Tattoos on my face
That's why people think I'm crazy
But Gucci Mane really love all
That sh*t that's crazy
Hundred K a day sh*t
Hundred dollar blunt sh*t
You can't fill my shoes unless
You make millions every month b**ch
Millions every month b**ch
Millions every month b**ch
You can't fill my shoes unless
You make millions every month b**ch
I'm a hood b**ch
Smoke that good sh*t
Got a main ho Hollywood chick
Got a mansion up in the hills
Keep bringing hundreds
I keep counting all the bills
Ho what you talking
Go put on them heels
Go get that p**sy why I try to get my deals
She always pimpin so b**ch keep yo head down
All work no play ho I'm in town
I keep a hundred clips with a hundred rounds
If you wanna stop me b**ch you gotta knock me down
With my coke up with that baking soda
Yeah I got my ho b**ch and she's a goner
From the greater to the great ni**a
I'mma be a paid ni**a
And I escalate with some thousand
Dollar shades ni**a
Tattoos on my face that's
Why people think I'm crazy
But Gucci Mane really love all
That sh*t that's crazy
Hundred K a day sh*t
Hundred dollar blunt sh*t
You can't fill my shoes unless
You make millions every month b**ch
Millions every month b**ch
Millions every month b**ch
You can't fill my shoes unless
You make millions every month b**ch
Cold hearted like a mother f**king cobra
I ain't feeling stopped till I get money like Oprah
Brick squad like a ni**a froze up utopia
Niggas ain't eatin' like the kids in Ethipoia
Though you wanna get me
And my money be provoking ya
Time to change your mind
And make your job as boob of Tokyo
Sucka tell no lies and
He be growin' like Pinnochio
Still screaming peoples
And my ni**a free Papa Joe
Hotter than a hula dancer colder than an eskimo
If you think you're testin' me
You better eat the both of us
Grab you by by your collar
But I hang you by your testicles
Snitchin' a** ni**a know
The police was protecting you
From the greater to the great ni**a
I'mma be a paid ni**a
And I escalate with some thousand
Dollar shades ni**a
Tattoos on my face that's
Why people think I'm crazy
But Gucci Mane really love all
That sh*t that's crazy
Hundred K a day sh*t
Hundred dollar blunt sh*t
You can't fill my shoes unless
You make millions every month b**ch
Millions every month b**ch
Millions every month b**ch
You can't fill my shoes unless
You make millions every month b**ch
