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Mind on the millie, money to Monday Hoes and riding acting monkey What you missing counting money I'm a mogul, feet were on my motor Round with mollie, fin to go pick up mono She a model, is she wet? She can ride it out on my auto Different making model damn porto, marl' em up, this a mess. My misses up, they both Mary, I'm England, I'm mean, Lots of money on me, this mandatory is none of both. For my mental was a misfit, Now I'm a millionaire what a miracle, Mob stop you the mumbling for I mug, you been not make believe, My mash imma come mercur, fuck you me man, Man power, marathons, running miles around you, Marijuana blow clouds surround you, Buying mountains, building houses on em. The M's, the M's All I want is the M's The M's, the M's You can keep the other letter, you get me the M's. The M's, the M's, Couple hundred M's, the M's, You give me the M's, I'll be go with them. Songtexte Ain't no man thick in my madness, Talking mula I need more, ain't no mystery in my history, Play with mine and you'll be in the morgue. Hop about that machine thing with that sheer telly, you're messing. Know you seen me in the magazine, Without let that magazine in. Do it by myself man I don't fuck with the main pot, These niggas so questionable, I don't know they made pot Most box enemies on, my pockets got more lungs Then the most smoke pots to mill', keeping grind two hundred mile, On my way to minute apple it, make it half the day, got a set to give, Fly in Miami, pick up some mail, now I know they call me mail man. Money morning half on the point, Head it to the money, you know where I'm going, Talking G got plenty of them, nigga sell in peace trying to get an M. The M's, the M's All I want is the M's The M's, the M's You can keep the other letter, you get me the M's. The M's, the M's, Couple hundred M's, the M's, You give me the M's, I'll be go with them. Aus Songtexte Mania