Millionaire Playa’s lyrics

(Baby) (T-Mac)
50 ain't sh*t, shoot the dice lil' daddy
Yeah n*gga', 263, Cash Money
50 ain't sh*t, shoot the dice lil' daddy
That sh*t to the death on the for-reala'
50 ain't sh*t, shoot the dice lil' daddy
Playboy, hell of sh*t, that sh*t gravy
50 ain't sh*t........
n*gga' Rolex diamond infested
n*gga', n*gga' wassup

(T - Mac)
470 with that 99 black Bentley
A seven-figurenaire at 24 with much women
My lil' son Lil' T stay jeweled down
sh*t he even got two broads in the Charlie-Town
But peep this out I'm playin' with bigger and better thangs
This got that hovercraft the other day, sh*t I'm ballin'
Playboy you lookin' at my Rollie, sh*t you want it
I throw five away and buy ten another day
Yeah n*gga' all these gold and rubies on my teeth
I keep my sweetheart on platinum down in the passenger seat
German cars with Italian suits (humm)
Gold buckle on my motherf*ckin' gator boots
Five platinum cards in my gator wallet
I keep dem' broads geekin' like some f*ckin' alcoholics
Twenty inches steady flickin', diamonds steady blingin'
sh*t I'm buying up all kinda' sh*t like a mad man
I bought my two daughters a Lexus 300
They only six and eight and I buy them a drivers licensee
Dom P and Cristal ain't sh*t to us
Done made my own champagne.. T-Mizy-Rosy-Plus
Dem' bezels cost enough for me to f*ck ten n*ggas wife
See a n*gga' took his life cause' T-Mac f*cked his wife
n*ggas call me a home wrecker
sh*t I tell em' look here boy I'mma reality checker
In case these cars and broads and diamonds and sh*t ain't real
Playboy take me out tomorrow, twenty inch deals
Woodgrain and tweeters everywhere
sh*t, eight 12's in the back to knock out a b*tch ear
(Baby) (T-Mac)
Whats' Happenin' whats happenin', whats hap'
Yeah playboy that's how we gon' ride in the Callio n*gga
50 ain't sh*t shoot the dice lil' daddy
I'm rollin' wit' my n*gga' B-zy from motherf*ckin' Cash Mzy
(It's all gravy lil' one you know how the game go)
Let em' know how we millionaire playas
50 ain't sh*t shoot the dice lil' daddy
50 ain't sh*t shoot the dice lil' daddy

(Baby)
Rocks and ki's
Benzo and Hum-vees
Stack me some g's and keep rollin' on the city streets
Totin' heat, in case a n*gga' wanna see
Is these n*ggas that I f*ck with really down for me?
Makaveli got my back, with a tool thats an AK
Quick to spray and bust a n*gga' head any day
I hustle on my block so my youngsters don't get popped
I buy new cars so my hoes can shop
50 ain't sh*t shoot the dice lil' daddy
You can't f*ck with this ridin' in a old Caddy
You might find me in a Bentley with twenty inches
With TVs, rollin' wit' lil' Brian lil' daddy
Look I'm flossin' in my motherf*ckin' Navigator
I stretched that b*tch and gave it to my ol' lady
Shady these hoes gotta pay Baby
f*ck me, these million dollars done drove these hoes crazy
Now if you see my Rollie T-Mac, these hoes gonna say this n*gga' Baby done
Went stone crazy
(Baby)
How you love that?, How you love that? (Love to love that)
What cho' Rollie look like n*gga'?
f*ck, put cho' trigger finger up
My Rollie, 30 n*gga' embezzled out

(Baby) (T-Mac)
It's up playboy the can't stand it
50 sittin' on 20 inches playboy
50 ain't sh*t shoot the dice lil' daddy
Rolex diamond infested 50 ain't sh*t shoot the dice lil' daddy
sh*t they can't stand it brah
263 and Cash Money 50 ain't sh*t shoot the dice lil' daddy
Done gon' crazy, you know what time it is
50 ain't sh*t shoot the dice lil' daddy
Brah we done got together and mixed up a cake Mix brah, like cake mix playboy
See my lil' man lil' T got forty on his wrist and
Another thirty round his neck and that 263
Medallion n*gga', it's all gravy playboy
I'm down here runnin' around like Futch
sh*t playboy I drank Perignon with much hoes

Say Baby they gotta love that
50 ain't sh*t, 50 ain't sh*t shoot the dice lil' daddy
Shoot the dice lil' daddy
How you love that?
How you love that?
50 ain't sh*t