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nym lo & statik selektah - a million at the villa lyrics

[intro: sample & nym lo]
i’m+i’m+i’m gonna walk out the door (uh)
i can’t stay here no more (statik selektah)

[chorus: nym lo]
feelin’ how i’m feelin’, push the b+tton, drop the ceilin’
pretty b+tches love a drug dealer
lookin’ like a million at the villa while i’m chillin’
pretty b+tches love a drug dealer
feelin’ how i’m feelin’, push the b+tton, drop the ceilin’
pretty b+tches love a drug dealer
lookin’ like a million at the villa while i’m chillin’
pretty b+tches love a drug dealer (lo)
[verse 1: nym lo]
every time i releasеd, i charted in the streets
we markеted to fiends early mornin’, parkin’ in the beam
top down tryna get rich as a rothschild
but little homies pop rounds, duckin’ blue and white cars with cop sounds
every time i step on the stoop, i feel like ghost steppin’ in truth
this rep is my roots, i started on 12th street
in front of the new ebony, ain’t about money, f+ck is you tellin me? (cash)
servin fiends that’s skinnier than these twelve twelves (hahaha)
i got more rocks than uncle l’s bells
pockets full of cash, carbon fiber on the dash
poppin’ bottles as we laugh, d+mn them n+ggas doin’ bad
i’m the lowest of the low, horses on my clothes
horses in this porsche that’s on the road
b+tch be quiet ’cause my dog is on the phone
he waitin’ to see the judge
covid got him in the feds, twenty+three and one (good job)

[chorus: nym lo]
feelin’ how i’m feelin’, push the b+tton, drop the ceilin’
pretty b+tches love a drug dealer
lookin’ like a million at the villa while i’m chillin’
pretty b+tches love a drug dealer
feelin’ how i’m feelin’, push the b+tton, drop the ceilin’
pretty b+tches love a drug dealer
lookin’ like a million at the villa while i’m chillin’
pretty b+tches love a drug dealer (lo)
[verse 2: nym lo]
nothin’ but horses in case you forgot who the boss is
cash weighin’ down my sweats, gotta tighten my drawstrings
forty carats on my f+ckin’ neck
just know we got the sticks and we shoot over ice like it’s sudden death (boom)
i got the stripes, motherf+ck a ref
north face gucci puffer vest, i hustle like i got nothin’left (ha)
i blow like half and i put up the rest
parked the foreign right in front of shorty and just leaned on it like tussionex
my drop told her that it’s gettin’ sunny
my watch told her that i’m gettin money and she should come get some from me
tuscan leather from my neck to my waist
i’m tryna cover up this smell of this base, what a h+ll of a day, huh
i ain’t going nowhere better get used to me
and if you try to step in my way, better get eulogies
rest in peace delly. i wish you could see
who ya pops grew to be, sh+t i’m everything you knew i’d be (fly)

- nym lo statik selektah lyrics

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