A Million Bucks - Dj Kay Slay, Nipsey Hussle, Rocko

Like a million bucks

Like a million bucks

Flyer than the boy in the Carolina Blue

Before the bald head, team red who knew?

Trigga trife OG nigga soo woo

Can’t forget Jah and Bang they our blood brothers too

3 birds in the drawer I am in the zone

Went from selling raw now I’m selling tours, gone

Out the hood out ya league fuck it don’t play

I put the paws on you like Lil Scrappy

Beating up the beat, heating up the street

I’m on another level nigga you cannot compete

Ain’t no competition man these other niggas weak

And they catch feelings like the women that I meet

And they all say that I’m charming cool with it

And it don’t help that my smile too crooked

And just not to mention that my styles too jiggy

Troy Ave mother fucker I’m from New York City

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On the West, Gangstas still real as fuck

Where I’m from a hundred thousand like a million bucks

Old faggot ass police tryna kill my buzz

No disrespect to God but in a bill I trust

On the real I bust, til a mil I touch

Knew exactly what to buy I had to feel that rush

Status symbol every single steering wheel I push

Damn near snapped a bitch neck let her feel that thrust

Bought a 7-foot safe I’m tryna fill that up

Reinvest in real estate I’m tryna live like Puff

Slap a rapper go to jail I guess I’ll live like Puff

All ready, all petty jewelry get tucked

All Chevys get cut, then I lift the bitch up

Candy paint by the grill, leather seats in the guts

Ever been through a raid, keep your wrists out them cuffs

Lost a zone in the toilet I had to master the flush

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They got millionaire tastes with a happy meal budget

While I fead my whole team thats a million mother fuckers

Use to serve my nigga pop, he my number one customer

Lord forgive me for my sins, ain’t no pride was a hustler

One day I’ll touch a lot, but for now I touch a little

They dreaming bout a mil stomach still touching my ribs

Took chance after chance risked it all its all at stake

Get in my way get ate fuck it we now want a steak

Said fuck it took some chickens you want beef I bring the herd

(?) in that paper, give a damn thats my word

No pork on my fork still go ham with the yam

Patty cake your bakers man, whip it fast just like Cam

If its dry you gone lose, sell it fast as you can

Million rubberbands, fill 'em up, thats the plan

But the past thats the past, presently I’m up like fuck

Pull up in a million bucks looking like a million bucks

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Ohh, okay then if its money I’m way in

Told light skin (?) if he frontin' that ain’t him

(?) for my Js and move rocks like cavemen

Most hoes be chasin' once I pose with the Mase grin

It’s ya last chance, dance floor lets dance

Inside my sweatpants no less than 10 bands

Chick had to choose I was always the best man

Have more loose spaceships than Jetson

I’m just saying you you, you ain’t I

I shoot, the aim high

Got coupe but can’t drive

My shoes be AI, my crew you wave hi

Okay ma, take these two now say bye

Slow down son your killin' 'em

Bring them dimes in, let me see if I’m feelin' 'em

Leather bomber, fur collar, Chinchillin' 'em

Been a monster, few commas, hundred millin' 'em

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Like a million bucks

Get money

Like a million bucks

Get money

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