Jay Z-A Billi Lyrics

A Billi Lyrics - Jay-Z

(Jay-Z):
Guru turn this shit up (OW!)
I know a million people already did this
Let's make it a billion
Get busy, happy birthday my nigga

Geah, a billi, a billi
A billi a billionaire
Call me Philly Collins
I feel a billion is in the air
I affiliate, with Billy Cakes
That's my pair
And Jah-ma-nillionaire
Is my consigliere
When I wear, Billionaire
Boys Clubs it's more than care
I don't wear it cause Pharrell
I wear it cause I'm fo'real
{*I SEE DEAD PEOPLE}
I see Benjamins
And a billion other big head people
I'm a natural born hustler
Marcy Projects motherfucker
Turned professional journalist reportin,
Live from the gutter
My girl, carry boxcutters, rubbers, shoot up with undercovers screamin
FUCK THE WORLD, why, cause, don't nobody love us
Shawn Carter, Sean Bell
What's the difference? Do tell
50 shots or 50 mill', ain't no difference go to hell
So, BRRRAK, lick a shot for
BRRRACK Obama, change gon' come-ah
I'ma buy the whole hood llamas on me
Roc nation army, million strong and the mantra's gon' be
It is whatever it's gon' be, On three
Shawn, in the Hum V, y'all can call it cold warm
Declarin, I'm free, bumpin 'Pac and the Outlawz
I'm flyer than all outdoors, I ball out pours
I buy, champagne companies, I'm past buyin out bars
But I do that, I'm so past, G5's and G4's
But I flew, back, back and forth like Aaliyah
(rest in peace to ya)
Takes a nation of millions to hold us back
But when your boy reach a billion it's a wrap
(off of RAP?) YEAH!
Roc nation it takes a nation to stop
I'm signin off, it's the hood's Barack
BRRRACK!

Motherfucker I'm ill!
Motherfucker I'm ill

[Lil Wayne]

A millionaire I'm a Young money millionaire
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 shit cause I ain't got time,
Cause my seconds, minutes,
Hours go to the all mighty dollar,
And the all mighty power of dat
Cha cha cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father
Motha fuck a copper,
Got da maserati dancin
On the bridge pussy 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 *bop* em,
You can't man em then you mop em,
You can't stand em then you drop em,
You pop em cause we pop em like Orville Redenbacher,

A millie in here a millie in there
Sicilian bitch with long hair with coke in the derriere
Like smoke in the thinest air I open the Lamborghini
Hopin them crackers see like look at dat bastard Weezy
Hes a beast hes, a dog hes, the muthfukin problem
Ok your a goon but what's a goon to a goblin?
Nothin, nothin you ain't scarin nothin
On some faggot bullshit call em dennis rodman
Call me what you want bitch call me on my Sidekick
Never answer when it's private damn I hate a shy Bitch
Don't u hate a shy bitch? yea I ate a shy bitch
And she ain't shy nomore she changed her name to My bitch
Yea nigga that's my bitch
So when she ask for the money when you through don't be suprised bitch
And It ain't trickin' if u got it
But u like a bitch with no ass u ain't got shit
Muthafuka I'm ill not sick
And I'm ok, but my watch sick
Yea my drop sick
Yea my glock sick
And my knot thick
I'm it

Muthafuka I'm Ill...

Ya see....
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 maine
Who dat one
Dat do dat boy
Ya'll knew dat
True dat swallow
And I be the shit
Now you got loose bowels

I don't ""O-U"* 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 pen sharing showers
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. Lawn Mower
Boy I got so many bitches like I'm Michael Lowry
Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me
Muthafuka I say life ain't shit without me
Chrome lips pokin out the coop like it's poutin
I do what I do and u do what u can do about it
Bitch I can turn a crack rock into a mountian
*Dare me?*
Don't u compare me
Cause there ain't noody near me
They don't see me but they hear me
They don't feel me but they fear me
I'm Illie

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