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Gucci Mane - Multi Millionaire Laflare Lyrics
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I'm a Multi Millionaire
Multi Millionaire La Flare nigga
It's Gucci, it's Wizzop
BRR BRR, catch up, (Go, go, go)

I'm smiling like the Joker
All these choker chains keep chokin' me
Trying to keep the poker face
My extended clip keep pokin' me
All these tinted chains and bracelets
Look like diamonds crawlin' on me
Haters keep provoking me, bitches keep on callin' on me
F*ck the beef bring me the cheese, ain't no rapper hot as me
F*ck yo plug come shop with me, can't nobody f*ck with me
All the lean I serve is clean, bought a new rerock machine
This shit come from Medellín you can step on it again
Naked hoes in front of me, nasty as I wanna be
That boy just a wanna be, Gucci its just one of me
My shoes never fit your feet, you ain't cut from the same cloth as me
Bring my Rolexs to me, and take these handcuffs off of me

All my friends are millionaires, I hangout with millionaires
Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare
My lil chick a millionaire, my home boys are millionaires
Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare
I done pushed a million bales, I done served a million squares
Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare
Colder than a Frigidaire done kicked it with a million players
Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare

Call me Gucci got them gasbags, f*ck a nigga hashtag
Mister mister Trap God, cash in the trash bag
Rolled a pound bag, two stacks, call me daddy fat sacks
Bombs over Baghdad rappers in a knapsack
Tryna lock the whole trap
Damn I miss my old trap
Damn I miss my old trap
Damn I miss my old trap
"Boulder Crest Road man, East Atlanta Zone 6"
Wrist so rocky got ya bitch jockin' ASAP
Every nigga tote a yoppa nigga we a K camp
Undisputed heavy weight champion I'm a state champ
I'mma make her panties get damp, they gon' stay damp
Riding with the lady and the tramp
Met my plug off the ramp, got them thangs with the stamp
He a millionaire

All my friends are millionaires, I hangout with millionaires
Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare
My lil chick a millionaire, my home boys are millionaires
Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare
I done pushed a million bales, I done served a million squares
Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare
Colder than a Frigidaire done kicked it with a million players
Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare
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I'm a Multi Millionaire
Multi Millionaire La Flare nigga
It's Gucci, it's Wizzop
BRR BRR, catch up, (Go, go, go)

I'm smiling like the Joker
All these choker chains keep chokin' me
Trying to keep the poker face
My extended clip keep pokin' me
All these tinted chains and bracelets
Look like diamonds crawlin' on me
Haters keep provoking me, bitches keep on callin' on me
F*ck the beef bring me the cheese, ain't no rapper hot as me
F*ck yo plug come shop with me, can't nobody f*ck with me
All the lean I serve is clean, bought a new rerock machine
This shit come from Medellín you can step on it again
Naked hoes in front of me, nasty as I wanna be
That boy just a wanna be, Gucci its just one of me
My shoes never fit your feet, you ain't cut from the same cloth as me
Bring my Rolexs to me, and take these handcuffs off of me

All my friends are millionaires, I hangout with millionaires
Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare
My lil chick a millionaire, my home boys are millionaires
Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare
I done pushed a million bales, I done served a million squares
Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare
Colder than a Frigidaire done kicked it with a million players
Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare

Call me Gucci got them gasbags, f*ck a nigga hashtag
Mister mister Trap God, cash in the trash bag
Rolled a pound bag, two stacks, call me daddy fat sacks
Bombs over Baghdad rappers in a knapsack
Tryna lock the whole trap
Damn I miss my old trap
Damn I miss my old trap
Damn I miss my old trap
"Boulder Crest Road man, East Atlanta Zone 6"
Wrist so rocky got ya bitch jockin' ASAP
Every nigga tote a yoppa nigga we a K camp
Undisputed heavy weight champion I'm a state champ
I'mma make her panties get damp, they gon' stay damp
Riding with the lady and the tramp
Met my plug off the ramp, got them thangs with the stamp
He a millionaire

All my friends are millionaires, I hangout with millionaires
Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare
My lil chick a millionaire, my home boys are millionaires
Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare
I done pushed a million bales, I done served a million squares
Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare
Colder than a Frigidaire done kicked it with a million players
Million here, million there, Multi Millionaire La Flare
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Writer: RADRIC DAVIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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