Bangladesh - A Billi lyrics

{*set to the same beat as Lil Wayne's "A Milli"*} [Jay-Z] Guru turn this sh** up (OW!) I know a million people already did this Let's make it a billion G I'm going in, (?) (bounce) Geah, a billi, a billi, a billi a billionaire Call me Philli Collins, I feel a billion is in the air I affiliate, with Billy Gates, that's my peer And John Meneilly-onaire is my consigliere When I wear Billionaire Boys Club, it's more than gear I don't wear it cause Pharrell, I wear it cause I'm fo'real (I see dead people) I see Benjamins and a billion other big head people I'm a natural born hustler, Marcy Projects motherf**er Turned professional journalist reporting, live from the gutter Where girls, carry box-cutters Brothers shoot up with undercovers Screaming "fu*k THE WORLD!" Why? 'cause don't nobody love us Shawn Carter, Sean Bell, what's the difference? Do tell 50 shots or 50 mill', ain't no difference go to hell So, BRRRAK, lick a shot for, BRRRACK Obama, change gon' come or I'mma buy the whole hood llamas on me Roc Nation army, million strong and the mantra's gon' be It is whatever it's gon' be, on three Jump in the Humvee, y'all can call it Cold War Declaring, I'm free, bumping 'Pac and the Outlawz I'm flyer than all outdoors, I ball out hard I buy, champagne companies, I'm past buying out bars But I do that, I'm so past, G5's and G4's But I flew, back, back and forth like Aaliyah (Rest in Peace to ya) Takes a nation of millions to hold us back But when your boy reach a billion it's a wrap (Off of RAP?!) YEAH! Roc Nation it takes a nation to stop I'm signing off, it's the hood's Barack, BRRRACK! Motherf**er I'm ill! Motherf**er I'm ill