• 标题:***** & Millions (Clean)
  • 歌手:Drake;21 Savage;Travis Scott
  • 专辑:Her Loss (Clean)
  • 卡拉OK评级:1★
  • 语言:en
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    ***** & Millions - Drake/21 Savage/Travis Scott
    Lyrics by:A. Graham/S. Bin Abraham-Joseph/J. Webster II/Darryl McCorkell/K. Price/J. Rivera/Timothy McKibbins/M Jones/J. Muhammad/I. Whitlow/M. McCollum
    Composed by:A. Graham/S. Bin Abraham-Joseph/J. Webster II/Darryl McCorkell/K. Price/J. Rivera/Timothy McKibbins/M Jones/J. Muhammad/I. Whitlow/M. McCollum
    I been out late night creepin' should I slide on *******
    Posted up with the militia
    ****** ain't switchin' mind on missions
    Mind on ***** and millions mind on ***** and millions

    I'm tryna call a sex symbol to eat my kids up
    They say more money more problems
    Will
    Bring on the problems
    Bring on the ************* problems
    Bring on the ************* problems ayy
    Braided up and my two weeks up
    Hit 'em then I get amnesia
    Life ain't gettin' any easier
    Flocka Flockasita
    I know that I'm not in love she don't love me either
    It's just hard to find the love this **** keep on gettin' deeper
    Who said it's cheaper to keep her
    I'd rather release her
    Body ain't give her the wave like a feature
    You know the procedure
    ****** is praying to God so we stay with the sweeper
    I'm reppin' 4L with my twinny so treacherous introduce y'all to the leader
    Come to me with all the smoke
    I like the money for sure
    But I love the hustle the most
    She pretty she show off her toes
    And my Pateks they came with a pole
    Know this money bring envy and jealousy
    I'm like **** it I want me some more
    Hit her from the back she bent up
    Playin' with the money get spent up
    Chains on my neck no Kente
    You the type of girl I pay rent for
    Suck it in the car that's what the tint for
    Bought me a plane not a sprinter
    Quarter-million dollars on her dental
    She say I'm a stepper but gentle
    Bring on the *************
    Only signin' the gang
    We the new Lucian Grainge
    Bring on the rings
    Yeah
    Her MJ thing I'm talkin' a Brady thing
    I'm off of the juice never could cycle the mix
    Rockin' the braids not the twists
    Full puff he can't comb
    Not actin' like Christians in here
    But Christian Dior in they homes the bigger we get
    Gotta thank God for this I got a lot that I give
    I be handin' out gifts like the Christmas on twenty-fifth
    Out in the twenties inside of the twenty and
    Said I would buy the jet 'fore I could 'fford this ****
    Now I got the jet building the landing strip
    In the back of the crib I record the hits
    In the front of the crib they valet the whips
    How many whips I need
    Let's go
    Breakin' breakin' the records more money more problems
    They come with the status
    Runnin' through customs when you run the atlas
    I got accustomed accustomed the fastest
    I'm talkin' 'bout fabrics I'm talkin' 'bout mattress
    I never sleep though I sleep with a baddie
    I'm movin' deep 'cause that's just how it's happenin'
    Ooh
    If you come out just be ready for action
    La Flame
    Just needed some time
    I settled my time now they see the signs
    You didn't leave me solo right here all alone
    You held it down for me right on my own
    Young ***** get it just try to get home
    I got a rolodex all on my phone and it's still wrong
    Posted outside with militia
    ****** ain't switchin' mind on mission
    Mind on ***** and billions mind on ***** and billions
    You know I got a sex symbol that eat my kids uh