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BigLuke - Millions Lyrics



BigLuke - Millions Lyrics




I want a million dollars in my bank account and I need it
Girls say a lot of thing, I don't take the chance to see it
I don't try to believe it, I was running on a flag
I will never run for anything, unless it's for the bag
I'm riding drop top, in my home town on fifty nine
I met an old girl, I would say she pretty nice
She got some pretty eyes, blue waves like an ocean
Took my heart and broke it when the ice was still frozen yeah
I got the bag for you baby yeah
You know you still drive me crazy yeah
Lot of dollars coming daily
Movies and wine, swear we was too lazy yeah

Would you tell me what to do
I've been hurting for too long, just tryna get you
My body is sore and my temple go back
Take back the future and bring back the past
Hold on to me, I'm not one to let go
Hold on dreams and come back to rest slow
Forty million dollars, imma get it for you
Imma get it for us and what we gone do
Three years ballistic, living to fast
One minute answer and bring it right back
You got me cuffed up, you got me strain
You got me f*cked up and messed in the brain
You are so patient, you know who I am
They was all hating, you don't give a damn

I got the bag for you baby yuh
You know you still drive me crazy yuh
Lot of dollars coming daily
Movies and wine, swear we was too lazy yuh
I want a million dollars in my bank account and I need it
Girls say a lot of thing, I don't take the chance to see it
I don't try to believe it, I was running on a flag
I will never run for anything, unless it's for the bag
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I want a million dollars in my bank account and I need it
Girls say a lot of thing, I don't take the chance to see it
I don't try to believe it, I was running on a flag
I will never run for anything, unless it's for the bag
I'm riding drop top, in my home town on fifty nine
I met an old girl, I would say she pretty nice
She got some pretty eyes, blue waves like an ocean
Took my heart and broke it when the ice was still frozen yeah
I got the bag for you baby yeah
You know you still drive me crazy yeah
Lot of dollars coming daily
Movies and wine, swear we was too lazy yeah

Would you tell me what to do
I've been hurting for too long, just tryna get you
My body is sore and my temple go back
Take back the future and bring back the past
Hold on to me, I'm not one to let go
Hold on dreams and come back to rest slow
Forty million dollars, imma get it for you
Imma get it for us and what we gone do
Three years ballistic, living to fast
One minute answer and bring it right back
You got me cuffed up, you got me strain
You got me f*cked up and messed in the brain
You are so patient, you know who I am
They was all hating, you don't give a damn

I got the bag for you baby yuh
You know you still drive me crazy yuh
Lot of dollars coming daily
Movies and wine, swear we was too lazy yuh
I want a million dollars in my bank account and I need it
Girls say a lot of thing, I don't take the chance to see it
I don't try to believe it, I was running on a flag
I will never run for anything, unless it's for the bag
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Writer: Luke Wiemer
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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