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I'm Millie

Good evening,. It's about as hot as it gets ,. Maybe a milli,. In degrees,. Pick a topic ,. Hulsters musik ,. Too street gossip ,. 3 peating too something you'll forget too John's the only suspect ,. Rozay ,. Whipping Olay ,. MegaMan blunt blowing ,. Up up & away ,. Too 106 & park ,. Towing ,. Peep my gunwalk,. Playing with fire ,. Might leave you Samoan,. Heavyweight I ace hood ,. Grinding all day ,. Like my waist good ,. Hiding in broad day ,. Second hours ,. Impressive shower ,. Redefining ,.a test of power ,. It's Known respect ,. I don't know regret ,. Only checks ,. In Echer sketch ,. Can't play the set

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Saxboy KD go hard.. My freestyle I made tho. Freestyling don't give a fu Screw you that's all youngins saying these days We young we wanna rock true religion like chief keef. All my boys Kansas City chiefin on my block Girls coming by but it's not like they breaking they neck to be wit us Quiet night.

Who’s here for that 12345678 thing

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Who is here for the 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 trend ?

me using this to get the 12345678 challenge down pact

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The song that got views not cause it was likeable but because everyone was tryna write a better version to get this crappy version out of their head i have heard kids drop better remixes

Marie vs Ravena...

WHERES THE WOOH

Lyrics: Bangladesh Young Money! You dig? Yeah Mack, I'm goin' in 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 Through 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 almighty dollar And the almighty power of that ch-cha-cha-chopper Sister, brother, son, daughter, father, mother-fuck a copper Got the Maserati dancin' on the bridge, pussy poppin' Tell the coppers, "Ha-ha-ha-ha" 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 pop 'em 'cause we pop 'em like Orville Redenbacher (ooh) Muthafucka', I'm ill, yeah A million here, a million there Sicilian bitch with long hair, with coke in her derriere Like smoke in the thinnest air, I open the Lamborghini Hopin' them crackers see me, like "Look at that bastard Weezy" He's a beast, he's a dog, he's a motherfuckin' problem Okay, you're 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 you hate a shy bitch? Yeah, I ate a shy bitch She ain't shy no more, she changed her name to My Bitch Yeah, nigga, that's my bitch, so when she ask for the money When you through, don't be surprised, bitch It ain't trickin' if you got it But you like a bitch with no ass, you ain't got shit Muthafucka', I'm ill, not sick And I'm okay, but my watch sick Yeah, my drop sick, yeah, my Glock sick And my knot thick, I'm it Muthafucka', I'm ill, yeah, say- They say I'm rappin' like B.I.G, Jay, and Tupac André 3000, where is Erykah Badu at? Who that? Who that said they gon' beat Lil' Wayne? My name ain't Bic, but I keep that flame, man Who that one that do that boy? You knew that, true that, swallow And I be the shit, now you got loose bowels I don't owe you like two vowels But I would like for you to pay me by the hour And I'd rather be pushin' flowers Than to be in the pen sharin' showers Tony told us this world was ours And the Bible told us every girl was sour Don't play in her garden and don't smell her flower Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower Boy, I got so many bitches, like I'm Mike Lowrey Even Gwen Stefani, they say she couldn't doubt me Muthafucka', I say, "Life ain't shit without me" Chrome lips pokin' out the coupe, look like it's poutin' I do what I do, and you do what you can do about it Bitch, I can turn a crack rock into a mountain, dare me Don't you compare me 'cause there ain't nobody near me They don't see me, but they hear me They don't feel me, but they fear me I'm illy, C3, 3 Peat

early jerk trap?

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808 goes hard af

Way back

This is the defending of when you say a word to much and then it doesn’t sound like a word

Luke 1:37, Psalm 24:7-10, Psalm 91: In Jesus Mighty Name Amen!

Motherfucker am ill📍👽

Who is that guy that does The vocal beat

Cheques only nothing personal keep your fake applause....from here to there and back u don't have the balls to walk this walk ...they'd put in chalk in week silent like desert trek real ones don't speak keep my name out ur bird Beek tweeked off the tabbaco and Hennessey no friend to me ...they just heard my name they girls heard of my fame wanted to see so I showed them ....25 years later the game is mines the city couldn't kill me they manz dieing some already dead....raybans on my eyes kept me focussed on the bread...phony dread head tried stop my motion jus think same guy was sleeping on couch with lotion trying bus a nut I'm in my bed in the rain ....getting....from med students prudent in my moves I win u lose two fools one stone one piece to that dome I must protect my legacy ..a million thieves couldn't brush my jeans Persian genes keep the fiens wanting me to slide up in between they thighs they boy friends just another hi bi guy they want that drilli so I kept I a ....they said her go my friend girl too ....ha ha ha ha...rich nigga laughing at u wat u see...oil and water don't mix silly rabbit save the trix for the kids I'm getting calls to bok trips on private jets wet steamy sex comes next ....cheques only phony keep the Cornball gimmicks to urself I win again crown me king again 1000 years later same MO paper disappear in tobacco vapor laughing at a hater see yall later chess game Brain greater crater size hole in ur soul as u watch me rise plotted my demise I got up off my death bed ....eyes blood red ...side step the fuckry got back to wat I do best cheques only u keep bullshit to urself phony I'm just warming up this isn't even the real verse just alittle precursor....

davis foto just hit the craziest beat with this broski!!!!😅😅

3:30 my favorite part 🔥🔥

Giving me sm64 vibes fr fr

Sounds like he's saying Amelie Amelie! Thats my girlfriend's name 😆😆😆

0% Dr*gs 0% Nudity 0% S3x 100% Superman 1000% Super Mario 64

bro using fl studio legacy samples:

This is fire🔥🔥🔥

Moon Man Crank Dat

Me freestyling and making a better song then the actual Crank that

Lineous get with it wow What me class that watch me wow Watch me class that superman his genus is a homoooo

TY perfect as hell> Jesus bless you and keep you! <3

PUT THIS SHIT ON 2X SPEED ITS SO GOOD WTF

Best loop. This and Rick Ross - hustlin' 🔊

Best loop. 👌🏾

Ancient Mesopotamia karaoke anyone?

Profit Hopsin look Hopsin to a profits A goon to a goblin U fukn autistic ? taking it that far bot me being a midget For kakorot My trinity sign makes my life crazy A little more gangster U fukn evil or a g Ether way I don't take u seriously I don't see u n I'm intimidating cuz I'ma white boy that can say nigga hub Ooooiohhhhh I gotta keep it that way I start trends I cannnnt do this That was a little drastic Watch this fool slip on on wearing contacts with glasses Fool Ur blind death and stupid Im just kidding I see u I don't feel u How tall are u 5'5 that's right Wearing ur pants down down by ur ass In jails means u want some Just thought u should know Wanna be friends Ur not like me I actually kicked it Fuck they wanna fuck with me I'm talking bout ur bitches Ooooooohhhhhhhhh Damn Watch this fool Hopsin trip On a new rappers he shoulda ducked Now I'ma go in Hopsin u ain't shit Probably bitch By a bitch Happy feelings never hit him White contacts that make u look fucking weird Straight up Why u snitch The point is keep shit to ur self bout how u life unfolds U ain't gotta keep it that real Bout how u where fucking antisocial That's a disability If u where in my family they would scapegoat u hella quick Sitting in the corner with ur hands on ur head U look scared but no body really cares He says his pants so low His rap name should be sag All ur songs are sad I can tell u miss ur dad Cuz u aint a man Stay up If u don't so what I like u Ur different Ok Lease don't follow me into the dimensions And yell haze On that really different shit No body likes u U got cols on every Christmas Ur like edd on Ed edd and Eddy Ur like a ghost that wants to be a demon Believe me This fools belimick That's the bitch in u bitch nigga How u like ur coffee U like it with hella and hella suger I bet if u sky dived off a plane Ud hit the bottom quicker then u would I. The rap game Ur at the top I should be at the top of mainstream You don't want this beef This fools bout to reach LAMO I may body's down Grass hoper I'ma hit it with a hook Everyone wants me to take ur out Diising on all the fools u can't take out Bitches like me Bitches don't like me Profit wants to fight me He's tired of spitting Am I blessed or is this just what I get for revenge Stop tripping And thinking so much It is what it is believe the hype man I'm the fukn iceman X2 The second verse of this is a little more dramatic u have it but don't really have it It's funny as fuck U have a fukn I'll mind I have an epic mind Make up ur mind If u think it's mines I think I fukn won That's fukn right That would make Me like 6 and 1 On new years Hopsin Didn't like any fireworks He was getting pussy Fuck I have so many bitches that I can fuck Ima take the hobia shit Why u think ur the shit I can't stand you Ur fuknn in my way Yeah u know how to rap kinda Alright I'ma say fake shit to take out this fool I don't think he wants me to make it Hopsin says to self Yeah yeah I won I'm Hopsin Little does he know I think I won pretty soon Let's have that discussion

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How is this fifteen when the song came out 14 years ago

A MILLI !!!!!!!!

this song was a banger. then someone decided to put this in a video of an anthropomorphic chicken nugget singing a cover of cotton eye joe.

one of the greatest beats ever

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