Million Dollar Me - BigTime

Alright Driving down the Snake River Call my name I wanna go Late night driving Into Wyoming Your greed, your lust Telling you is a must Calling your demons You're not feeling well Cross downtown park Let's hit Wort Hotel Alright, dig it in Let's go Calling your demons You're not feeling well Cross downtown park Let's hit Wort Hotel Alright, dig it in Let's go Late night driving Into Wyoming Your greed, your lust Telling you is a must Calling your demons You're not feeling well Cross downtown park Let's hit Wort Hotel Alright, dig it in Let's go Calling your demons You're not feeling well Cross downtown park Let's hit Wort Hotel Alright, dig it in Let's go

Well, that big dumb blonde With her wheel gorged Turtle, that friend of hers With his checks all forged And his cheeks in a chunk With his cheese in the cash They're all gonna be there At that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Ooh, baby, ooh-ee It's that million dollar bash Ev'rybody from right now To over there and back The louder they come The bigger they crack Come now, sweet cream Don't forget to flash We're all gonna meet At that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Ooh, baby, ooh-ee It's that million dollar bash Well, I took my counselor Out to the barn Silly Nelly was there She told him a yarn Then along came Jones Emptied the trash Ev'rybody went down To that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Ooh, baby, ooh-ee It's that million dollar bash Well, I'm hittin' it too hard My stones won't take I get up in the mornin' But it's too early to wake First it's hello, goodbye Then push and then crash But we're all gonna make it At that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Ooh, baby, ooh-ee It's that million dollar bash Well, I looked at my watch I looked at my wrist I punched myself in the face With my fist I took my potatoes Down to be mashed And I made it on over To that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Ooh, baby, ooh-ee It's that million dollar bash

Well, that big dumb blonde With her wheel gorged Turtle, that friend of theirs With his checks all forged And his cheeks in a chunk With his cheese in the cash They're all gonna be there At that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh ee Ooh, baby, ooh ee It's that million dollar bash Ev'rybody from right now To over there and back The louder they come The bigger they crack Come now, sweet cream Don't forget to flash We're all gonna meet At that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh ee Ooh, baby, ooh ee It's that million dollar bash Well, I took my counselor Out to the barn Silly Nelly was there She told him a yarn Then along came Jones And emptied the trash Ev'rybody went down To that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh ee Ooh, baby, ooh ee It's that million dollar bash Well, I'm hittin' it too hard My stones won't take I get up in the mornin' But it's too early to wake First it's hello, goodbye Then push and then crash But we're all gonna make it At that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh ee Ooh, baby, ooh ee It's that million dollar bash Well, I looked at my watch I looked at my wrist I punched myself in the face With my fist I took my potatoes Down to be mashed And I made it over At that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh ee Ooh, baby, ooh ee It's that million dollar bash

I just told Mean, "Yeah, we gon' be straight" He saw me make a million off one damn play I let him keep that money (Zaytoven) 'Cause I know he keep it safe (Buddah Bless this beat) They ain't goin' runnin' out safe (baow) We gon' put it right in they face (let's go) Yeah, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (yeah) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (brr, yeah, yeah) FNs, Glocks, and Dracos, no, we ain't got no Rugers tucked (brr), yeah I don't even play with these niggas when I'm sober So I'm on fuck shit when I'm bootin' up (booted up) I'm stiff in the club, can't loosen up Got my Glock in, motherfucker, got tool tucked My niggas shoot shit, my niggas too cut I'm in the cut gettin' sucked by two sluts Pay for the hit, he'll kill your favorite shooter Ain't goin' vacation, that's the power of the mula Elliot diamonds all on the cougar I still owe Elliot a little mula You don't know Elliot? Bitch, that's my jeweler Eliantte, Fante, diamond cooler (let's go) I got a lot whole lot of bands in my pants, they from France My girl from Chicago, she said she don't like rappers I told her, "Give me a chance" This is a Range Rover, this not a Lamb' Usin' a money counter, um, again I cannot count it up right with my hands You know my gun, it came with hundred round Yeah, and the inside, it came with a fan Yeah (brr), yeah (brr) Here I go again (brr, hello) If you try me, we gon' have to hit your man Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (yeah) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (brr) FNs, Glocks, and Dracos, no, we ain't got no Rugers tucked (brr), yeah I don't even play with these niggas when I'm sober So I'm on fuck shit when I'm bootin' up (booted up) I'm stiff in the club, can't loosen up Got my Glock in, motherfucker, got tool tucked Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (yeah, yeah) Pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up Pour up, go up You know I'm drinkin' on syrup, yeah You know I'm fuckin' your good girl, yeah You know my necklace a blizzard (count up) Niggas tried to go inside the safe, put the gun in they face Shootin' my shot just like I'm Dr. J, billion-dollar play I won't talk, yeah, I'm too stiff I'm steppin' in the club, got a Glock on my hip Drinkin' on oil, I'm downin' my pill Count it up, get delirious What she gon' do for the liberty My money got her stiffer than the Statue of Liberty Bitches on bitches, I'm literally, some of them come from the Middle East Drippin', I'm spending, yeah, I'm the epitome Pluto my name and I'm bigger than Kennedy Ridin' 'round with two lil' vibes and I got three Glocks on my side Niggas better run, go hide You know you gon' die if you pop outside Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (pow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (pow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (pow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (yeah, yeah) FNs, Glocks, and Dracos, no, we ain't got no Rugers tucked (brr), yeah I don't even play with these niggas when I'm sober So I'm on fuck shit when I'm bootin' up (I'm geeked up) I'm stiff in the club, can't loosen up Got my Glock in, motherfucker, got tool tucked Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up I just told Mean, "Yeah, we gon' be straight" He saw me make a million off one damn play I let him keep that money 'cause I know he keep it safe (yeah, that my boy) They ain't goin' runnin' out safe (baow) We gon' put it right in they face (let's go) Yeah, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (yeah) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow) Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (brr, yeah)