Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mo Milly , by - Birdman. Song from the album Pricele$$, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 22.11.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cash Money
Song language: English
Mo Milly |
| Make it so fresh, YM |
| So fly so priceless, CMB bitch |
| Just another day on the |
| Top floor of the balcony bitch |
| Live it how we live it |
| Mula, Drizzy |
| You what it is, young appreciate that |
| Its big money poppin baby boy |
| Ain’t none of that lil biddy |
| More, mo more milli |
| More, mo more milli |
| Yeah, pearl white candy paint job fly |
| Big timer on the loose |
| Got a bitch riding five |
| And everytime I pull up you know I’m iced up |
| When I step up in the club I light the bitch up |
| Back on my saddle throwing purple out the truck |
| Candy paint rally stripe shining like us |
| Pearly white maybach, hatchback automatic straps stash spots under the rack |
| Bitch, ready to spray that |
| Foreign grinds hard times |
| Getting mines, you know up town |
| Big time doing time |
| You know, Harley Davis baby |
| Cash money is pay me so you pay me how it weigh |
| Baby, black, gold |
| 100 mill off the floor |
| Never told now you know how it go bitch |
| One hundred, one hundred |
| Yeah |
| Your now fucking with the most requested |
| The young nigga that everybody is so obsessed with |
| And black on black 62 float majestic |
| Me and stunna in it, boy I’m just so connected |
| Caught up in a popularity contest |
| Its about to reach my dreams and I ain’t even got my arms stretched |
| Thank me later first week I’m taking all bets |
| Because a million copies isn’t really far fetched |
| I keep credit cards in cash knots |
| I keep my darkest shades on til the flash stops |
| Its for my LA girls getting them implants |
| And all my DC girls getting them ass shots |
| Got em for a reason shortie, go ahead buss it open |
| I keep a secret baby, nothings heard when nothings spoken |
| Haters talk it like my buzz isn’t enough promotion |
| And I just lost a Gucci sandal in the fucking ocean |
| Damn, I guess the problems of a teen star |
| Are all that fuels the conversations between y’all |
| And dog thats funny, pay me what you owe me nigga |
| All cash money |