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Millionaire Thoughts (Explicit) - French Montana/Chinx/Cheeze
Aye Chinx
Ah lemme count my first million dollars
I turn around look at my b**ch
She lookin at me I'm lookin at her
D block'd over
Did you ever suck a millionaire dick
Now look in his eyes
Oh oh oh
Come on f**k me baby
Like you wanna
Like you love me
Don't judge me
Tell yo friends come on over
Let me bend em over
I wanna f**k you and yo friends
Smoke this grand daddy bring it here
Back of the Ghost dark shades come and f**k me baby
Uh Still reppin for rock where the ball drop
My front lawn is the car lot
Street sweeper get the floor mopped
I ain't spreading nothing but the feds at my doorknob
Few commas buried dollars large wallet
She shaped like a E classe but go poor mileage
Niggas slippin like the floor polished
Never seen the money they was farsighted
Pull up on yo b**ch and draw first blood
Funny with a pair of shoes all purged up
They ain't matchin with my words us
Been that ni**a before I knew what the first was
Pants sagging brick grabbing mint draggin
I chase paper show love last dragon
These niggas a** package
Run up in this dirty b**ch with the bands hangin
Come on f**k me baby
Like you wanna
Like you love me
Don't judge me
Tell yo friends come on over
Let me bend em over
I wanna f**k you and yo friends
Smoke this grand daddy bring it here
Back of the Ghost dark shades come and f**k me baby
Hunnit round banana clip on that pelana
Hunnit thou Shawty a** fat you can land on it
Chinx Chinx Drugz my ni**a have it
My Jamaican niggas kill you for a pound of heroine
Rap game slow pro my connect
Got that grid at boy is all the chef
Ball like JR scope on the AR
Money gon last in my pocket like an 8 ball
I seen dreams turns 25 to life
I might cash 25 tonight
Real niggas mouth closed ball like gauchos
Black Ghost white hoes
Oh oh oh
Come on f**k me baby
Like you wanna
Like you love me
Don't judge me
Tell yo friends come on over
Let me bend em over
I wanna f**k you and yo friends
Smoke this grand daddy bring it here
Back of the Ghost dark shades come and f**k me baby
Yea Coke Boys
Cheeze there
She wanna f**k me baby suck me crazy
Throw it back like Brady blow M80′s
Ran through a molly got a ni**a on the waving
While them other niggas tryna cuff like they stay there
Bend that thing over it'll pass kinda shakin
A** kinda cakin short like Pinckett
Wrists in the pinkin jewels with the mink and
You know I make the money never let the money make me
Know I blow dough so them hoes gonna hate me
See them thirsty hoes Let em hoes try and drink this
Coke Boys boilin sell drugs like the big
Aks yo b**ch how it feel to suck a rich ni**a dick
Oh oh oh
Come on f**k me baby
Like you wanna
Like you love me
Don't judge me
Tell yo friends come on over
Let me bend em over
I wanna f**k you and yo friends
Smoke this grand daddy bring it here
Back of the Ghost dark shades come and f**k me baby
