lirik lagu t-shyne - get a mil
[chorus]
when i get a mill’, yeah, i ain’t gon’ chill, yeah, yeah
stack it up for real, yeah, treat it like a drill, yeah, yeah
give the b~tch a loan, yeah, she talkin’ ’bout dome, yeah, yeah
all up in my phone, yeah, gotta make her moan, yeah, yeah
send the b~tch a text, tell her to meet me on lex, yeah, yeah
used to cop weed in the ‘jects, now a n~gga flyin’ on a jet, yeah
n~ggas try and watch my steps, prayin’ they can cash my checks, yeah
i’m just tryna smoke this pack, n~ggas wanna chop my neck, yeah
[verse 1]
tell a b~tch, “f~ck my fist, after that suck my d~ck,” ayy
shawty done caught my drift, we ain’t gotta talk ’bout sh~t, ayy
n~ggas wan’ f~ck my ho, them n~ggas ain’t worried ’bout dough, no
i’ma put my foot in your ass then i put my foot in the door
i’ma put my foot in some guccis soon as my foot in the store, yeah
i ain’t ever had no groupies, now a n~gga havin’ the most, ayy
i remember ridin’ that hoopty, i remember flyin’ in coach, yeah
i bet n~ggas wanna come shoot me, n~ggas wanna turn me to a ghost, yeah
i need me some diamonds, i’m shinin’, feel like i had perfect timin’
i just had to learn my assignment, i got this sh~t down to a science
me and my n~ggas defiant, i pray i get no more indictments
no, i don’t need me no stylist, the chain holdin’ water like hydrants
[chorus]
when i get a mill’, yeah, i ain’t gon’ chill, yeah, yeah
stack it up for real, yeah, treat it like a drill, yeah, yeah
give the b~tch a loan, yeah, she talkin’ ’bout dome, yeah, yeah
all up in my phone, yeah, gotta make her moan, yeah, yeah
send the b~tch a text, tell her to meet me on lex, yeah, yeah
used to cop weed in the ‘jects, now a n~gga flyin’ on a jet, yeah
n~ggas try and watch my steps, prayin’ they can cash my checks, yeah
i’m just tryna smoke this pack, n~ggas wanna chop my neck, yeah
[verse 2]
n~ggas wan’ talk ’bout me, n~ggas wan’ talk ’bout g
n~ggas wan’ talk ’bout us, n~ggas wan’ talk ’bout we
n~gga, i been grindin’ for a while ’cause i know ain’t sh~t free
i just had to get in my bag then i had to get on my feet
all these thotties on me ’cause i got money on me, ayy
and it’s margielas on me, and it’s margielas on me, ayy
n~ggas ain’t tryna get paid, these n~ggas just diggin’ they grave, hey
n~ggas get treated like slaves just to get minimum wage, hey
[chorus]
when i get a mill’, yeah, i ain’t gon’ chill, yeah, yeah
stack it up for real, yeah, treat it like a drill, yeah, yeah
give the b~tch a loan, yeah, she talkin’ ’bout dome, yeah, yeah
all up in my phone, yeah, gotta make her moan, yeah, yeah
send the b~tch a text, tell her to meet me on lex, yeah, yeah
used to cop weed in the ‘jects, now a n~gga flyin’ on a jet, yeah
n~ggas try and watch my steps, prayin’ they can cash my checks, yeah
i’m just tryna smoke this pack, n~ggas wanna chop my neck, yeah
[outro]
used to cop weed in the ‘jects, now a n~gga flyin’ on a jet, yeah
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