| Come a little closer
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| Come a little closer
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| Rain is coming
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| Rain is coming
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| Rain is coming
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| Coming coming
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| Down to your hips
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| Where we are
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| (Mack I’m going in)
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| I’m a Millionaire
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| I’m a young Money Millionaire, many times tougher than Nigerian hair
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| My criteria compared to your career just isn’t fair
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| I’m a venereal disease like a menstrual bleed
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| Threw the pencil and the leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind
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| Cause I don’t write shit cause I ain’t got time
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| Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the almighty dollar
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| And the almighty power of that cha cha cha cha chopper
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| Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motherfuck a copper
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| I got a Maserati dancin' on the bridge pussy poppin'
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| Tell the coppers, ha ha ha ha you can’t catch' em, you can’t stop 'em
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| I go by them goon rules
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| If you can’t beat 'em then you pop 'em
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| You can’t man 'em then you mop 'em
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| You can’t stand 'em then you drop em
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| You pop em cause we pop em like Orville Redenbacher
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| Motherfucker I’m ill
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| Motherfucker I’m ill |