Mike Zombie - Millions In Cash lyrics

[Intro: Mike Zombie] Million Million Million Million Million [Hook: Mike Zombie] What would you do? Yeah, gotta ask though, yeah I do Gotta ask that, yeah gotta ask though Gotta ask, gotta ask though What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? [Verse 1: Mike Zombie] I grew up a f**in' screw up I grew up off oodles of noodles, PB & J sandwiches with the syrup Busy gettin' rich wasn't interested in who was? Mister softee come around, he ain't stoppin' for no one Me Latney and Errik was probably all in your new truck Taking all your valuables, we was looking to come up Karma was nonexistent and we ain't give two f**s sh** that you gotta remember, I remember Going with my mama to the store Asking for the toys, she said no That's why I go hard for my youngin So she can get anything she want Brown paper bag, money nope Need that tax free, f** Uncle Samuel Need that type of money where I'm never goin' broke I need that type of money where I'm never goin' broke I know, what you would do for a million cash You would probably get out of character fast Somebody is gonna get stabbed in the back Is that what it takes for you to get this cash What would you do for a trillion cash? Probably would run up and k** my dumb a** k** my dumb a**, so I ask [Hook: Mike Zombie] What would you do? Yeah, gotta ask that, yeah I do Gotta ask that, yeah gotta ask though Gotta ask, gotta ask though What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? [Verse 2: Trev Rich] For that million cash, I'd probably k** your dumb a** You right, just to shed a little light I'm lyin', but there's plenty who gon' think on that So even in your own city watch your own back, on that For millys we fingerf**ing them triggers And for Bennys these b**hes lovin' these n***as Especially for the figures their parents ain't never gon' see You either f**in' or gettin' f**ed, what's it gon' be? My hitters on deck It's something like they cussin' at the ref how they tryna get a TEC boy And got me feeling like Weezy When it comes to a milly, a milly, vanilly From city to city we stack it up to the ceiling, you feel me? To the point the only choice is the damn doors Money ain't everything but it got the fam through it Cause when you get to a certain status it's hard to trust a b**h So f** it, I'm bringing sand to it I'm just speaking hypothetically You tellin' me the same n***as I bail out could try to bail on me? Man law, when it comes to loyalty, that's a felony I leave the club with a couple curves like the letter B Cause in the money she trust, and in the money he trust We wasn't born with no trust, I mean some of us f**ed But n***a come try your luck [Hook: Mike Zombie] What would you do? Yeah, gotta ask though, yeah I do Gotta ask that, yeah gotta ask though Gotta ask, gotta ask though What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? What would you do for a million in cash? [Outro: Mike Zombie] Million Million Million Million Million What would you do? Yeah, gotta ask though, yeah I do Gotta ask that, yeah gotta ask though