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kounty boyz - million bucks lyrics

and i feel like a million bucks (million buck)
swear to god (swear to god we trust)
i feel like a million bucks (million buck)

[uzi:]
and i feel like a man on a mission
caligrove buffin, remy martin sippin (for real)
peanut b-tter cuts coupe’s what i’m whippin (what i’m whippin)
city to city get money’s how i’m living (gotd-mn)
pockets fat like a moving smack (moving smack)
we got killers on the team we just holdin’ them back
young rich and black, how you lovin that?
you can’t hate on us unless your life is wack
and, i’m f-ckin’ with a bad yella thang (yella thang)
blow a n-gg- down, p-ssy wetter than a hurricane (gotd-mn)
i’m ballin’ like a m-th-f-cka yeah i got game (yeah i got game)
m-th-f-ck them hating n-gg-s cause they so lame (so lame)
in the club bring the camera and the money out (money out)
bring the ballet bring the head and the velveeta (velveeta)
it’s bout time baby, goin bring them t-tties out
it’s real over here and we goin pull them pistols out

[hook: x2]
and i feel like a million bucks
peanut b-tter cuts and god we trust (god we trust)
aye, how you keep the whip like that
with a chick like that and a -ss like that?

[d.k:]
(and i) mo money talk, i ain’t bull sh-ttin (nope)
all the bad b-tches do the money walk (aye do the money walk)
if you ain’t talking money, that get you on pause
and all that yapping that ya doin’ get ya no draws
aye, aye, and my swag on some other sh-t (on some other sh-t)
my money getting jealous cause it don’t f-ck a b-tch
huh, you f-ck around and get brought another whip
with another chick, how ya love that? (love that)
aye, tell me where they do that at? (what they do that at)
i’m in the carolina blue, tampa bay hat
aye what you smoking on, it’s confidential
that hack dumb how it go, magno
i keep a pretty hoe, from puerto rico
but i’ll never sweat a b-tch like cango (cango)
aye, get lost money
we keep some audurbs just a condom money

[hook: x2]
and i feel like a million bucks
peanut b-tter cuts and god we trust (god we trust)
aye, how you keep the whip like that
with a chick like that and a -ss like that?

and i…

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