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Uh huh, yea, uh uh, what ya want from me? Uh huh, yea, Half-A-Mill, y'all know First don, yea, uh huh, holla [Verse 1] Legendary don, cherries flowin in Parion Platinum Champaign glass yea thats Half-A-Million Lay back, laughin at these rap new jacks Yappin 'bout how they slung a few cracks And touch a few stacks Use to come through on the max Now all of a sudden you sealed out Crew cat, now you shoot back Fake ballers, let Mill show y'all where hoop at Get real, here I come head for the hills Nigga my ooz strap, my first single is Rata-tat-tat Kill every nerve in you, action packed you might need plastic bag I mack hoes like hack-a-sack jack Spit tight flows, 23 inches on on the white Rove They tryin to hear you oversize chips On my right lobe, oversize clips light oversize spiffs Put my oversize dick 'tween your bitch oversized lips Five or six, no matter what you whip You ain't fly as this [Hook: Half-A-Mill] **repeat 2X** From the Range to the Rove to the Bentley Coupe Back the V-12 for being buggy niggas salute We be them Mill-i, pretty thugs guns we shoot So when you see us don't say "wuttup" niggas salute [Verse 2] Fuck you starin for? frontin off in front of camera floor My name Milli, chicks feel me like brand new soar I make a brand new hall maybe like brand new eloar If niggas wanna front dawg I got the brand new four I pop a cannon off, lay you in brand new floor I ain't tryin to play you dawg, I just spray you dawg Live motivator, why's is hole in paper? No respect for the dead send my guys to hold your wake-up French fries ass, cheese burger frontin like you fly ass Words on the street you bitch niggas gon' die fast So I advise you hop on your CL K and drive fast No set-ups then I just wet-up your dry ass Act like you fed-up, "ok, uh huh, shut up ass" Street vet, heat rep show you how to develop cash Hella stash, keep the Calico on hella blast Hella stash, keep my Calico on hella blast [Hook: Half-A-Mill] **repeat 2X** [Verse 3] I got no love, thats why niggas got no liver Let the fed figure why you got thrown in the river I'm thorough bred put the extended metal to your head Chicks say I'm a sex symbol, pop you like your next pimple Your righteous? I'mma step to your Temple Cut your legs off dawg leave you walkin off thimbles Now hop over the candle stick dick lets see if your nibble I'mma like an evil Hindu, Knievel, Willy's 6-50 through Illmatic, Bill Matic, peel ratchets, still at it Most of y'all niggas is still faggots Open up your ass cheek you prolly leak ill maggots Real madness, thats why I keep steel for you bastards In the Million Man March against me -- get a million caskets I'm hear to spark niggas and piss on your ash's Retaliatin be the next thug missin in action Whoeva want it they can get slugs I'm dissin off Magnums [Hook: Half-A-Mill] **repeat 2X** [Outro: Half-A-Mill] Mill Latin, uh hu Ali Baba, yea What, street fathers, yea Ya niggas man ya might as well not even bother son, word!
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