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amil - y'all dead wrong lyrics

[verse 1]
amil outlaw fly indeed
got every chic’s man eyeing me
think you could crush this try and see
its the major coin i-n-c
and am too hot to just be warm
i start fire alarms from dusk to dawn
catch me with the diamond cl-sters on
and gucci feathered sandals with the mustard thong
model mommy
the body like a cola bottle mommy
mulatto up in the galoino mommy
one in a amiliyon k!llin’ em
might have to change my name to billioyn
voice so ill you’ll wanna speak my sh-t
joints so hot you’ll wanna leak my sh-t
plus haters sneak peek my sh-t
but still i be the only one to freak this sh-t

[hook]
y’all dead wrong
if you think you f-ckin’ wit this
and you’ll know
that y’all got nothing on this
y’all want that
or you want something like this
those who hate
yeah y’all just fronting on this

[verse 2]
why chicks don’t wanna rap on the same song as me
you need a verse ma, its on me
see all this publishing belong to me
just imagine how the second album gonna be
non-stop party hopping
roc roc rocs and keep on rocking
everything i spit be popping
anything amiliyon want she copping
(whoop whoop) ain’t nothing change
and i play more ballers then them rucker games
light gray studs, ring, watch, plus the chain
will i ever be broke what’s my name?
have you ever seen a chick like this?
ever heard one spit like this?
i dead ’em all put my word on that
all money is legal and i murder tracks

chorus

[verse 3]
cute as a b-tton
can’t tell this b-tch nothin’
ghetto fab whole cl!ck bubbling
diana ross the boss of the rock
sh-t you know me i got to floss at the spot
wit a dime as n-gga who be tossing knots
every b-tch hating cuz i’m scalding hot
it can’t be because i got begets on
cause n-ggas love this b-tch even with seats on
i’m the a-m-i-l-liyon
strictly be on that sh-t major coins be on
i got joints making compet-tion wanna drop dead
i got joints making you bop your head
i got joints that will have your eyes blood shot red
f-ck the doe i want my props instead
stay real with it
might pack stell wit it
you can hate but you still gotta deal wit it

chorus(3x)

- amil lyrics

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