Gucci Mane, V-Nasty - Millions Every Month lyrics

From the cradle to the grave nigga
I'mma be a paid nigga
In a escalade with some
Thousand dollar shades nigga
Tattoos on my face
That's why people think I'm crazy
But Gucci Mane the realest and
All that other shit fugazi
Hundred K a day shit
Hundred dollar blunt shit
You can't wear my shoes unless you
Make millions every month bitch
Millions every month, bitch
Millions every month, bitch
You can't fill my shoes unless you
Make millions every month bitch

I'm a hood bitch smoke that good shit
Got a main ho, Hollywood chick
Got a mansion up in the hills
Keep bringing hundreds
I keep counting dollar bills
Ho what you talking? Go put on them heels!
Go get that pussy why I try to get my deals
She always pimpin so bitch keep yo head down
All work no play, ho I'm in town!
Keep a hundred clips, with a hundred rounds
If you wanna stop me, bitch
You gotta knock me down
With my coke up, with that baking soda
Yeah I got my ho bitch, and she blowin' yola

From the cradle to the grave nigga
I'mma be a paid nigga
In a escalade with some
Thousand dollar shades nigga
Tattoos on my face
That's why people think I'm crazy
But Gucci Mane the realest and
All that other shit fugazi
Hundred K a day shit
Hundred dollar blunt shit
You can't wear my shoes unless you
Make millions every month bitch
Millions every month, bitch
Millions every month, bitch
You can't fill my shoes unless you
Make millions every month bitch

Cold hearted like a motherfuckin' cobra
I ain't feeling stopped till I
Get money like Oprah
Brick looks like a nigga froze up utopia
Niggas ain't eatin' like the kids in Ethipoia
I know you wanna get me and
My money be provoking ya
Time to change your mind
And make your job as boob of Tokyo
Sucka tell no lies and
He puffin' that Pinnochio
Still screaming free Boosie my
Nigga free Papa Joe
Hotter than a hula dancer
Colder than an eskimo
If you think you're testin' me
You better eat the both of us
Grab you by by your collar
But I hang you by your testicles
Snitchin' ass nigga know the
Police was protecting you

From the cradle to the grave nigga
I'mma be a paid nigga
In a escalade with some
Thousand dollar shades nigga
Tattoos on my face
That's why people think I'm crazy
But Gucci Mane the realest and
All that other shit fugazi
Hundred K a day shit
Hundred dollar blunt shit
You can't wear my shoes unless you
Make millions every month bitch
Millions every month, bitch
Millions every month, bitch
You can't fill my shoes unless you
Make millions every month bitch