Lil Wayne - Million Dollar Baby lyrics

(Chorus) One two, one two, and I say One two, one two, and I say One two, one two, and I say One two, one two, and I say (Verse 1) Sick wit' it, six digits, big engines Get lots of head like six midgets It just this code I live by, Represent the road I grew up by, And I see the game like an umpire. Mothaf** one time, and everything combined I am the boss, I have a n***a tell you about the gunline I'm in the hog sometime, I'm in the Porsche redline I drive that mothaf**a like I'm tryna beat a deadline. Holla at the boy b**h, yes I'm the boy b**h I'm fly and your boyfriend's an ostrich How much you cost b**h? See I will buy you and then sell you back like an auction. Okay? I am affiliated with DJ Drama And this Just Blaze track has just met Jeffery Dahmer I am a bingo on the beat like Carson Palmer And them n***as couldn't see me with panorama. (Haha) n***as soft as a can of flowers You soft as a can of tuna You f**in' with a piranha The ballin' is no illusion Paper tall as a tower I'm paid hoe, I could change your life all in a hour I promise I see the city skyline from my shower I'm feeling like a gun with a bag of gun powder Pow pow I'm higher than Mr. Childs Fresh from the bottom of the ant pile. Weezy! (Chorus) (Verse 2) My grill is gangsta, my aim is money The championship is beautiful but the game is ugly They say feed the hungry, but these b**hes is greedy But I'm awfully gifted, I am simply strategic It's come to my room, I make her feel like it's Egypt And she leave out that room feelin' like a paraplegic My f** game is my capital feature I stuff her a** up like a pair of new sneakers Back to the subject at hand Baby I'm a wealthy a** young black man Flow more rare than finding black sand And, I just want some brain like a f**ing cat scan I just want some paper like a f**ing trash can Life is a maze so how's it hanging Pac-Man? I seem to amaze, as well as advance I'm so far ahead I gotta save the last dance. (Chorus) (Verse 3) Get it straight like panters I enhance, M.O.B., I'm all about my chips like Lance I be with animals with animal tactics, I swear I'm backed up like New York traffic You dumb f**s, you're nothing but lunch ducks, Big nuts hairs, swinging like nunchucks Hollygrove I'm claiming it like insurance I've been on the grind, n***a you're just a tourist, Flowers for the dead, say hello to the florists f** with me wrong bet I rush it like Borris Now they tryna kick it but I ain't Chuck Norris I kick it with Lil' Few and he rolling up a forest Can't be compared, no I'm not a thesaurus Can't be banned, I'm sorry Miss Delourous f** Wendy Williams, the b**h look like a dude Her body look chewed and her hair looks glued But let me get back to my food Eat the track up and leave the mic barbecued Why in 30 lives would you ever war with I I'm just gettin' high thinking about the Carter 5 My homies straight, my momma good and my daughter's fine Everyday I pray and thank the great Lord of mine Weezy baby, you're lookin' at greatness Gangsta Grillz, no braces b**h