Amil - Y'all Dead Wrong lyrics

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Amil - Y'all Dead Wrong lyrics

[Verse 1] Amil outlaw fly indeed Got every chic's man eyeing me Think you could crush this try and see Its the major coin i-n-c And am too hot to just be warm I start fire alarms from dusk to dawn Catch me with the diamond clusters on And Gucci feathered sandals with the mustard thong Model Mommy The body like a cola bottle mommy Mulatto up in the galoino mommy One in a Amiliyon k**in' em Might have to change my name to billioyn Voice so ill you'll wanna speak my sh** Joints so hot you'll wanna leak my sh** Plus haters sneak peek my sh** But still I be the only one to freak this sh** [Chorus] Y'all dead wrong If you think you f**kin' wit this And you'll know That y'all got nothing on this Y'all want that or you want something like this Those who hate Yeah y'all just fronting on this [Verse 2] Why chicks don't wanna rap on the same song as me You need a verse ma, its on me See all this publishing belong to me Just imagine how the second album gonna be Non-stop party hopping Roc roc rocs and keep on rocking Everything I spit be popping Anything Amiliyon want she copping (Whoop Whoop) Ain't nothing change And I play more ballers then them rucker games Light gray studs, ring, watch, plus the chain Will I ever be broke what's my name? Have you ever seen a chick like this? Ever heard one spit like this? I dead 'em all put my word on that All money is legal and I murder tracks Chorus [Verse 3] Cute as a bu*ton Can't tell this b**h nothin' Ghetto fab whole click bubbling Diana Ross the boss of the rock sh** you know me I got to floss at the spot Wit a dime as n***a who be tossing knots Every b**h hating 'cause I'm scalding hot It can't be because I got begets on Cause n***as love this b**h even with seats on I'm the A-m-i-l-liyon Strictly be on that sh** major coins be on I got joints making competition wanna drop dead I got joints making you bop your head I got joints that will have your eyes blood shot red F**k the doe I want my props instead Stay real with it Might pack stell wit it You can hate but you still gotta deal wit it Chorus(3x)