Lil Money - It's Mine lyrics

VERSE 1 Yeah, ok, look, you know i am the best and the illest, go and get my gun to this beat so i can k** this, drink in my cup but i ain't bout to spill this, but most of y'all amazed by my sk** and my lyrics, how a NYC boy come out the bottom with thrillest, dopest, super chronic dope sh**, he must be the 2nd the coming, no puny, no jokes, im k**ing this rap, with my hands on the throat, spill the blood of a goat, cause illumanti, i-i-i-i won't be hearing your voice, i sat and thought this through, and i have made final choice, im gon take hip-hop over, so you can hip-hop rejoice, can i get a hip-hop hurray, everyday, we gon do this perfect til we break, but by then they'll know me like that American Gangster, Frank, full tank and i dip out, All black Monte Carlo, got the moon roof off and a lady on my right, we gon party so hard and have intercourse at the end of the night, you better believe im wishin that the p**y tight, but let me get back on the course, im the royalty crowned knight with my noble horse, with my steed, we a tag team combo with no lust of greed, been through a bunch of battles, and i've beat every league, you others aren't in my lane, im way up in the lead, and if you act good, i might help you get that guap, understood? CHORUS See that nice girl, Imma make her mine See those pretty eyes, Imma make em shine Pour up the gla** of wine Dam girl your a** fine, but I bet you hear that sh** all the time Its time to wine and dine, and record it in real time And when we're done we can just hit rewind ITS MINE ITS MINE ITS MINE ITS MINE VERSE 2 The game ain't fair, you need to come prepared I'm here, ya hear, that I hear that you hear, we here to make it mine I'mma rep the game and make it mine I'm here for you See those nice diamonds, I'mma make em shine Let me make it clear for you I got that OVO Letterman jacket Better than ratchets, better than juggalos and hatches The game ain't fair, they be using cheat codes YMCMB that's my motherf**ing street code Young Money ship, running sh**, don't touch my boat If you don't wanna be finding Nemo I'm Chris Brown, look at me now I'm getting paper, I'm a paper chaser Being chased by the police and haters I ain't waiting, I'm a waiter, waiting on your order So I can serve you later Look at you now, you ain't getting catered Eat what you want, I'm here to serve But make sure that you make room for What you deserve, have a taste of your medicine Swerve CHORUS See that nice girl, Imma make her mine See those pretty eyes, Imma make em shine Pour up the gla** of wine Dam girl your a** fine, but I bet you hear that sh** all the time Its time to wine and dine, and record it in real time And when we're done we can just hit rewind ITS MINE ITS MINE ITS MINE ITS MINE