Stan Manson - Million Dollar Song lyrics

[Chorus 1] Yeah we got it all, money, money Yeah we got it all, money, money Yeah we got it all, money, money Yeah we got it all, money, money [Verse 1: Jay Z Jr.] Uh uh uh uh Been trilla, the attitude of a winner Dope dealer, six digits to the highest bidder Heavy hitters, haters might want to reconsider Got the whole crew over like its Christmas dinner And we hired a stripper, man that's just how we finna My man don't be bitter, just take a sip of the liquor Cause everyone's invited to the Million Dollar party When the party gets started, we get bombarded like targets I'm warning you now, this is not for the faint-hearted Cause we about to turn the game into a f**ing carca** Call that dearly departed, man we the real artists We the hardest heartless homies maf**er, I promise [Verse 2: Fizziq AKA Positivity] Yo yo yo, shut the f** up, shut the f** up, I got something Yeah I got it all money, money Yeah I got it all, I got them gold chains Got a fifty inch plasma playing Soul Train Million Dollar boys, we got it turnt up Straight out of Gotham city, we got that Batman strut Robin by my side, yeah it's Robin Thicke Miley Cyrus t**ng, yeah that's so thick Got my Mazda driving, looking nice though Got it souped up, champagne on ice though With my papa Clive, starting off the year Katana by my side, so cut them nugs here Plead the fifth of Jack, knock it back quick Where the party at? These tunes are so sick Start your life right, we the only thing That you'll ever need, now it's time to sing [Chorus 2] Million Dollars back to k** the game Million Dollars back to k** the game Million Dollars back to k** the game Million Dollars back to k** the game [Verse 3: Jerk Tasty "The Beauty Queen"] Black Cadillac in my driveway Flow like your mother, my b**h name is Kanye Better than y'all is, money like Jobs Own my own ball team, Calvin and Hobbes On my wall, got a fiscal erection, at the thought of a million Got a physical connection, make you come times a billion Caviar this weekend? Nah it's every f**ing day Lady you gone love me in every single way I'ma hustle your b**h, steal your ma'f**ing trust fund I'ma f** you upside-down and get out before you're done Head back to the hood, you expect it to rain I'ma flash you my millions, and get out again Million dollar boys with that kingdom of swagger Swindle your mother, leave her feeling real haggard None of it matters, because the boys they come back Million dollars in the bank, but still we're on attack [Chorus 1] Yeah we got it all, money, money Yeah we got it all, money, money Yeah we got it all, money, money Yeah we got it all, money, money [Verse 4: Stan Manson] You can't even see us from the top because this money's steep I pray for all my haters in the past because I know they weep For stacked accounts that they will never have, I've got abundances These 'gattis and the 'ratis in the garage look so triumphant Bought my mama a mansion on the countryside Thank you for supporting all my hustling, give a thousand tithes To Birdman for your blessings I will stay forever grateful If you ever caught deserting then you'll stay forever shameful Young king, yeah they know me well Pull women like a s** god, I got that p**y smell My girl got a fat a** and she smoking call her Rob Ford My pipe up in her crack, revved up like a Concorde You know Concordes? I bought the whole fleet Post up in my hangar, so historical man, what a feat So raise your gla**es to these Million Dollar boys I drank a fifth of Taqueray now we about to make some noise So put it down [Chorus 2] Million Dollars back to k** the game Million Dollars back to k** the game Million Dollars back to k** the game Million Dollars back to k** the game Million Dollars back to k** the game Million Dollars back to k** the game Million Dollars back to k** the game Million Dollars back to k** the game Million Dollars back to k** the game Million Dollars back to k** the game Million Dollars back to k** the game Million Dollars back to k** the game