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Got Milk

on my drum cause you know I come come, ahahaha my sheets are pretty I've got the pillows that sheet's expensive baby that sheet's expensive I've got

struck like lightening, Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point em' skyward uh Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king? This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking

a cat I got a bitch that runs, I got a bitch that walks I got a bitch that yells, I got a bitch who talks I got a bitch that's dirty, got a bitch that

on ya lights And find me and my niggas in ya crib Nigga holla if there's a problem, and your niggas got drama I got burners for sell and shit Got the macs, got the nines, got

got a love for the cash Aw fuck, there he go again Talkin' bout hoes and dough again Yup! Can't hold it in I'm surprised I got so much dough to spend

sparkle Sparkle like I shine Bitch I'm on my grind If you don't believe it look at these zeros Cheddar cheese, the bread, mucho deniro I'm getting money [Verse 2 - Birdman] Got

Okay, Pusha, minus the T Niggas is talkin' to blasphemous Tell me, is it these ashy cuts that got you thinkin' I'm not in touch with that mask 'n glove

all the greeks go ?killa? break and enter take ya like a glass of milk then ?spill ya? saw her coming what a scene what I mean is she got that sex coffee

bed Can't wait to get toys for all the break bread Mom's in P. Miller jammies and pop's silk Santa Claus comin' eatin' cookies and milk, okay Tell me