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*(Phats)*<br /><br />All I know..... is this Regime shit.<br /><br />Chorus *(Phats, Big Lurch)*<br /><br />I'm juss a thousandaire<br />but pretty soon I plan to be a millionaire<br />playa hatas best beware!<br /><br />*(Big Lurch)*<br /><br />Don't hate on mine<br />when you want that sim to shine!<br />Don't hate on mine<br />when you want that sim to shine!<br /><br />Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)*<br /><br />Nigga. Let's do it.<br />I'm tryin to touch mo' money than Bill Gates<br />but know that<br />when you get the money they will hate<br />them broads that hang around you wit the ice grill face<br />be the broads that lay you and take you to an ill place<br />Where the doe at?<br />They know you ballin, cuz you deal weight<br />you better show that, nigga where the safe is at while you still safe<br />cuz, niggas will take yo life<br />probably rape yo wife<br />if they can't say China white, now say goodnight!<br />To the bad guy<br />in a ski mask guy<br />I been gettin cash guy<br />ever since my dad died<br />me and my real boys<br />in Mazda-has<br />bitches wit, cat eyes feed me lobster ya'll<br />if I wanna ride I cop it, dawg<br />if I gotta flip one for my chocolate dawg<br />juss like we shop at the mall<br />don't knock it ya'll<br />I been ballin since the days of Genesis<br />and Benz's flipped<br />tinted shit, while you just rentin shit<br />pretendin it's, yours<br />drivin Honda Accord's and Ford Probe's<br />niggas flossin them hoes<br />my name is known across the globe<br />see me talkin on shows<br />Rolex rockin them hoes<br />knockin on my door lookin fo yo bitch, I put the glock to your nose.<br /><br />*(Chorus)* 2x<br /><br />Verse 2 *(Phats Bossalini)*<br /><br />Blast the blood clot<br />my niggas makin money non-stop<br />off the rock<br />another hundred to cop<br />fiends blisterin<br />all action<br />we G's wit Mac-10's<br />co-captian<br />Boss was sworen as a coppo<br />take bread<br />live like Macho, push the throttle<br />jet black seat pushed back in a Diablo<br />die slow<br />my niggas want it and triffle it<br />Hummer shit<br />cover my mic cuz it's priceless<br />ice this<br />Rolex piece, watch and Jeep<br />niggas lose sleep<br />trainin my beasts how to feast<br />where the broke eat<br />approach yo block wit guns<br />cops will come<br />spread the bread in lumps son<br />my nigga John John<br />he had his head on tight<br />hit the pipe<br />now he tweaked, high as a kite<br />I used to shed tears<br />knew damn deep he didn't care<br />hope and dreams that was all that's there to be a millionaire.<br /><br />*(Chorus)* 2x<br /><br />Verse 3 *(Phats Bossalini)*<br /><br />My niggas rock solid<br />make the money be the object<br />fuck a colleauge<br />I'm off the clock rockin dollas<br />see us<br />peep us<br />it's juss the three of us<br />me an Yuk, plus Mad Maxx been out to get some.<br /><br />Verse 4 *(Yukmouth)*<br /><br />Feed it up<br />soon as I get up<br />I got to roll a phat spliff up<br />smoke til it burn my finger tips an lips up<br />drinkin liquor til I get the hic ups<br />fuck bad bitches then we switch up<br />fuck bad bitches then we switch up.<br /><br />Verse 5 *(Phats Bossalini)*<br /><br />Watch me shine in my nine-nine custom design <br />niggas sniffin lines sayin Boss committed a crime<br />I robbed the bomb shelter<br />shipped the goods off the delta<br />task asks if Phats the man wit no replica.<br /><br />Verse 6 *(Yukmouth)*<br /><br />No replica<br />put the tech to ya<br />Smiff-N-Wesson ya<br />here's the lesson to be learned, don't test the young Hugh Heffener<br />4 point 6 snatchin up yo bitch<br />an when it comes to mics I wreck this shit<br />collectin chips<br />disrespect yo click<br />I come wit real shit <br />from the Village Oak-Town<br />raised a drug dealer, to be rappin and stars Mo Town<br />on the low down, I used to blow brown, but now I blow pounds<br />went from bein ugly as fuck, to havin hoes now<br />you know now.<br /><br />*(Chorus til end)*
New song lyrics
*(Phats)*<br /><br />All I know..... is this Regime shit.<br /><br />Chorus *(Phats, Big Lurch)*<br /><br />I'm juss a thousandaire<br />but pretty soon I plan to be a millionaire<br />playa hatas best beware!<br /><br />*(Big Lurch)*<br /><br />Don't hate on mine<br />when you want that sim to shine!<br />Don't hate on mine<br />when you want that sim to shine!<br /><br />Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)*<br /><br />Nigga. Let's do it.<br />I'm tryin to touch mo' money than Bill Gates<br />but know that<br />when you get the money they will hate<br />them broads that hang around you wit the ice grill face<br />be the broads that lay you and take you to an ill place<br />Where the doe at?<br />They know you ballin, cuz you deal weight<br />you better show that, nigga where the safe is at while you still safe<br />cuz, niggas will take yo life<br />probably rape yo wife<br />if they can't say China white, now say goodnight!<br />To the bad guy<br />in a ski mask guy<br />I been gettin cash guy<br />ever since my dad died<br />me and my real boys<br />in Mazda-has<br />bitches wit, cat eyes feed me lobster ya'll<br />if I wanna ride I cop it, dawg<br />if I gotta flip one for my chocolate dawg<br />juss like we shop at the mall<br />don't knock it ya'll<br />I been ballin since the days of Genesis<br />and Benz's flipped<br />tinted shit, while you just rentin shit<br />pretendin it's, yours<br />drivin Honda Accord's and Ford Probe's<br />niggas flossin them hoes<br />my name is known across the globe<br />see me talkin on shows<br />Rolex rockin them hoes<br />knockin on my door lookin fo yo bitch, I put the glock to your nose.<br /><br />*(Chorus)* 2x<br /><br />Verse 2 *(Phats Bossalini)*<br /><br />Blast the blood clot<br />my niggas makin money non-stop<br />off the rock<br />another hundred to cop<br />fiends blisterin<br />all action<br />we G's wit Mac-10's<br />co-captian<br />Boss was sworen as a coppo<br />take bread<br />live like Macho, push the throttle<br />jet black seat pushed back in a Diablo<br />die slow<br />my niggas want it and triffle it<br />Hummer shit<br />cover my mic cuz it's priceless<br />ice this<br />Rolex piece, watch and Jeep<br />niggas lose sleep<br />trainin my beasts how to feast<br />where the broke eat<br />approach yo block wit guns<br />cops will come<br />spread the bread in lumps son<br />my nigga John John<br />he had his head on tight<br />hit the pipe<br />now he tweaked, high as a kite<br />I used to shed tears<br />knew damn deep he didn't care<br />hope and dreams that was all that's there to be a millionaire.<br /><br />*(Chorus)* 2x<br /><br />Verse 3 *(Phats Bossalini)*<br /><br />My niggas rock solid<br />make the money be the object<br />fuck a colleauge<br />I'm off the clock rockin dollas<br />see us<br />peep us<br />it's juss the three of us<br />me an Yuk, plus Mad Maxx been out to get some.<br /><br />Verse 4 *(Yukmouth)*<br /><br />Feed it up<br />soon as I get up<br />I got to roll a phat spliff up<br />smoke til it burn my finger tips an lips up<br />drinkin liquor til I get the hic ups<br />fuck bad bitches then we switch up<br />fuck bad bitches then we switch up.<br /><br />Verse 5 *(Phats Bossalini)*<br /><br />Watch me shine in my nine-nine custom design <br />niggas sniffin lines sayin Boss committed a crime<br />I robbed the bomb shelter<br />shipped the goods off the delta<br />task asks if Phats the man wit no replica.<br /><br />Verse 6 *(Yukmouth)*<br /><br />No replica<br />put the tech to ya<br />Smiff-N-Wesson ya<br />here's the lesson to be learned, don't test the young Hugh Heffener<br />4 point 6 snatchin up yo bitch<br />an when it comes to mics I wreck this shit<br />collectin chips<br />disrespect yo click<br />I come wit real shit <br />from the Village Oak-Town<br />raised a drug dealer, to be rappin and stars Mo Town<br />on the low down, I used to blow brown, but now I blow pounds<br />went from bein ugly as fuck, to havin hoes now<br />you know now.<br /><br />*(Chorus til end)*
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