Tekst :

Uhh, I falls through in a Hummer, Murphy the Don, Lizzie, Keyuan
With the best thunder than Sean John, you don t want none
Partner, I got a rep for leavin heads swollen up
On top of all that, I got the rap sewed up
Hold up, with the budda thumpin niggaz quota
And just the teach a lesson, I put one in ya shoulder
I told ya, Tics live for the street life
Eat Right, Fuck good, And reffer thru the Pipe
I m gettin head all night
And if it s some beef, I pumpin lead on sight
until they deceased
I took ya head off right
I live in the Beast
Nigga, where the feds, play sheist
I still floss ice, keep it tight
E-very time, call me the Black Liberace when I m playing mine
That s how I flow, I gotta get mine, partna, any way it go
Whether it be rapping or with the 4-4

[Chourus x2]
Let s make a Million
Keep it real for Triple-0
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro
Fuck a bitch and some Clothes
I gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows
And get the Dough....

My nigga, I can make a million blind-folded, with no shows
Using no flows, just Arm-n-Hammer and four O s
Gimmie low-do s and a connect, that neva closed
And watch me lock it down from North County to BenRos
Fuck some Mo-Mo s, gimme hundred spokes, all chrome
On the Navigata equipped to click and log on
I leave that before its gone
Fore they even bring it home
Matta Fact, I ll tell you whats in the back, its all gone
Two holes in the roof, to let the sun come in
Match it leather carseat, in case my son get in
I spare one off in the back in case he bring his friend
PlayStation just in case a nigga think he can win

[Chourus x2]
Let s make a Million
Keep it real for Triple-0
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro
Fuck a bitch and some Clothes
I gotta get rich, Go platinium in 2 shows
And get the Dough....

I gotta make a million
Gotta get myself a million
Gonna turn that into a billion
If not, then I just won t die

I say now, Tho yo wrappers off in tha air
But only if the ice on your wrist cause glares
I m gettin stares from dime bitches, is he alone
Where s his Mrs., 1-2-3-4-5 bottles of Cris s
on the Table, arms the strong ripp off the Label
No more shows for free, I m pay-per-view like Cable
They all screamin my name, different shades and race
Take them all backstage and lett em plead they case
Make a million like Jigga, standin in one place
Sound Scan like Thrilla with out changing my face
They threw a weak plan B says who? (says Mase)
Then what s plan A cause plan B about papes

[Chourus x2]
Let s make a Million
Keep it real for Triple-0
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro
Fuck a bitch and some Clothes
I gotta get rich, Go platinium in 2 shows
And get the Dough....

I gotta make a million
Gotta get myself a million
Gonna turn that into a billion
If not, then I just won t die

All my Midwest niggas tryin to make a mill,
Tho Dem Wrappas ( And the Dough-O )
All my Dirty South niggas tryin to make a mill,
Tho Dem Wrappas ( And the Dough-O )
All my West Coast niggas tryin to make a mill,
Tho Dem Wrappas ( And the Dough-O )
All my East Coast niggas tryin to make a mill,
Tho Dem Wrappas ( And the Dough-O )

Yo a mi amor le doy lo que siento,
y a mi amor le lleno de mis besos
lo que no tendre
y lo que tengo
yo a mi amor le doy todo lo que hay en mi

Eres lo mas bello de la vida
contigo mi...

Over and over
We tried to make it
We played all the right games

We took too much for granted
Please don t stray, so far from me
Please don t stray, so far from me
Again

Over and over
We made too many plans
When it came to reality

We forgot how to land
Please don t stray, so far...

Free That Girl,
The One That Glows She Knows,
She Rules The World,

Free That Girl,
The One That Glows She Knows,
She Rules The World,

She Said Call Me Sister Rose,
I’m At War With All These Posers And These Frauds,
I Want ‘Em Out,
Let Freedom Reign,
Let Hope...

I can t wait for the weekend to begin

I m workin all week long, i dream the days away
I wanna sing my song, so let the music play
I have to get my kicks and fly tonight
And when the clock strikes six on friday night
I...

And If I could teach the world to be..
I’d teach them all to be something just like me.
Frustrated, bitter, depressing.

Perfect – As if my wings were like yours
But I’m falling down.

And if you could hold your tongue long...