Drake - Mo Milly lyrics

[Intro - Birdman] Make it so fresh: YM So fly, so priceless, CMB b**h Just another day on the Top floor of the balcony b**h Live it how we live it Mula, Drizzy You what it is, young'un: appreciate that It's big money popping baby boy Ain't none of that lil biddy [Hook] More, m-more milly More, m-more milly [Verse 1 - Birdman] Pearl-white candy paint job fly Big Tymer on the loose Got a b**h riding 5 And every time I pull up, you know I'm iced up When I step up in the club I light the b**h 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 b**h, ready to spray that Foreign grinds, hard times Getting mines, you know: Uptown Big time doing time You know, Harley Davis baby Cash money is who pay me so you pay me how it weigh, baby Black gold, 100 mil off the floor Never told now you know how it go b**h One hundred, one hundred [Hook] [Verse 2 - Drake] You're now f**ing with the most requested The young n***a 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 I'm 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 It's for my LA girls getting them implants And all my DC girls getting them a** shots Got em for a reason shorty, go ahead, bust it open I keep a secret, baby: nothing's heard when nothing's spoken Haters talk it like my buzz isn't enough promotion And I just lost a Gucci sandal in the f**ing ocean Damn, I guess the problems of a teen star Are all that fuels the conversations between y'all And dogg that's funny; pay me what you owe me n***a All cash money [Hook] [Verse 3 - Bun B] Well it's that big body n***a and his big body car Got a big body boppa with that million dollar jaw She said: "daddy I like sushi, so give it to me raw!" I pulled out my strap condom, looked down there and said "naw" Cigar full of Kush you need prescriptions to access Laying on the mattress with your favorite actress My blunt was going out, I said "baby, pa** the matches" And let her top me off while I'm tapping off the ashes Cla**ic, but cla**less You ga**ed up, but gasless Unleaded, yeah. Bun said it, n***a get past it Taking what you got, you should've pa**ed it You was moving slower that mola**es This time you were nasty Give it up to him; it's a jack Don't move! This is murder music, n***a Don't disturb this room. 2 trill Ent Cash Money and October's Own We true playas down to the last chromosome