[chorus]
Riding down the street
and I see a pretty girl
she wants me, I want her
I will take her to my world
I'm in my car
I'm stunting in my car
You know I'm in my car
I'm stunting in my car
My car

[verse 1]
Ridin hi than a light pole
lookin like a light show
paint from the east but
my pants from tokyo
trunk on summer jam
yea im a stunna man
so much money i can't fit it
in a rubberband stupidddd and
they know i go hard ridin down
crack street stuntin in my car
tips on the scrape cause they knowin im a star
and i buy my own drink i aint
f**kin wit the bar
see me all thru richmond
slidin on the sixes
paint like frenches poppin at
the bitches scrape thang scrape thang
uno got one 2 f**k wit ya boy
girl i bet it be a fun move

[Chorus]
Riding down the street
and I see a pretty girl
she wants me, I want her
I will take her to my world
I'm in my car
I'm stunting in my car
You know I'm in my car
I'm stunting in my car
My car

[verse 2]
Goin dumb in the club hella boppas
i-got- my eyes on you
the one in the yellow
and the one in the blue
a.o.b yea gimmie that loop
movin like a hood
eatin like that
neva want fruit no peach nun
that boppa take that whats
that B plus pearl makes
a chick nun less yea
keep it in the pack all in the
family s-s-s-s L be the
grampy hanky panky don't do stanky
hit it in her mouth yea you a nanny

[Chorus]

Riding down the street
and I see a pretty girl
she wants me, I want her
I will take her to my world
I'm in my car
I'm stunting in my car
You know I'm in my car
I'm stunting in my car
My car

[verse 3]
I'm so different your so not
i rock empior yea im the king
3 cute chicks gotta choose which one
i got 3 phones gotta choose which one
on the dance floor im the man
2 step cool like winterfresh
i sag not to show my a** but
kiss it girl yea lick it off
got a whip for every season
drop the top will make it cassion
but im to cool but my neck
like freeza icey whip can skate and im

[Chorus]
Riding down the street
and I see a pretty girl
she wants me, I want her
I will take her to my world
I'm in my car
I'm stunting in my car
You know I'm in my car
I'm stunting in my car
My car

[verse 4]
Ya'll ridin down the block in a helicopter
it's the helicopter for the yellow boppas no B
got them for the p***y boppas 24inch
what i'm sittin up in green
all night call me pimp again
man the windows rolled down
cause my patna smokin got a
tiny a** sweater and my weed from oakland
call me don-k don-k be what focused
bang kuddddang and the rims is broken
say you wanna be B but you not the
ocean like daaaat ya boy is wet
im like yeeeeea ya boy was floatin

[chorus]
Riding down the street
and I see a pretty girl
she wants me, I want her
I will take her to my world
I'm in my car
I'm stunting in my car
You know I'm in my car
I'm stunting in my car
My car

I'm Millionaire,
I'm a Young Money Millie in aire, tougher than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to your career just isn't fair,
I'm a venereal disease like a menstrual bleed...
Threw the pencil and leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cause I don't write s**t cause I ain't got time,
Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the al mighty dollar,
And the al mighty power of dat chit cha cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha ******** a copper,
Got da maserati dancin on the bridge p***y poppin,
Tell the coppers... hahahaha you can't catch em, you can't stop em,
I go by them goon rules if you can't beat em then you pop em,
You can't man em then you mop em,
You can't stand em then you drop em,
You drop em cause we pop em like Orville Redenbacher,

[Cory Gunz:]
I'm millie in here with them Young Money Milli on aires,
Think you wheelie pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli... the Vanilli's in here... I'm a rascal don't get whopped,
I get brats who don't give top, ("meaning he gets girls who play hard to give it up")
I get tassel, pass you with a flow you could never put a brake on,
An I break on anything a ***** take on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a ***** like I'm Akon,
Cause I make cons... Where the base gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops I'm kamikaze drop a rock with them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really with the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line,
Plentys in me, any guinea's with em bigger than a mini and remind I'm...
Illie and it's all off G piece and a P... G walk by beep beep,
With a freak, skeet, Hawk Out, big feet on a jeep...
She caught by Weezy F, we be the best,
Truely to death prove me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, excuse me I left... Ha

A millionaire I'm a young money millionaire
What chyall really want it naw
Y'all don't really wanna do it
If hip hop is dead I am the embalming fluid
And I don't care who it be, I'm steppin to it
Notice I say 'it' cause to me, it ain't s**t
Get. it.
Call me whacha like trick?
Call me on my sidekick
Never answer when it's private
Man I hate a shy chick
Don't you hate a shy chick
I had a plate of shy chick and she ain't shy no mo'
She changed her name to my chick
Hahaha, yea boy that's my girl
And she pops excellent up in waynes world
Totally dude you should
See their faces when they see that
This robot can move
And it's say...
Hahaha, yea
And it go...
That's right

I'm a millionaire I'm a
Young money cash money fast money
Slow money mo' money neva no money
What is that, who is that, I never heard of it
I will take your picture and make a 'rest in peace' shirt of it
Tell those n***** beatin to make a rest in peace shirt of me cause I
Killed and now don't tell no one you heard of me
It's like, the beat was screamin, murder me
And I'm a, murderer
So I murdered it

And you n***** is what I eatin I'll make sure of it
And he who don't believe me I'll make dessert of him
Sherbet him, I mean
Shame on him, or her Carter, Father, Of

This rap thang, this is my race
Gon' take a lap man weezy babys no
Now gon' take a nap man, it's nap time
I'll holla back at you at snack time

Weezy... F... yea, ok
They say I'm rappin like Big, Jay, and Tupac
Andre 3 Thousand where is erykah badu at
Who dat
Who dat said they gon' beat Lil Wayne
My name ain't bic, but I keep that flame boi
Who dat one
Dat do dat boy
Ya'll knew dat
True dat swallow
And I be the shhhh
Now you got loose bowels
I don't owe you like two vowels
But I'd like for you to pay me by the hour
Hahaha
And I'd rather be pushing flowers,
Than to be in the penn sharing showers
See Tony told us this world was ours
And the Bible told us every girl was sour
Don't play in the garden and don't smell her flower
Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawrence Mower
Boy I got so many bitches like I'm Michael Lowry
Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me

Man, life, just ain't life, without me
Hip hop just ain't hip hop, without me
Young moola baby