paroles de chanson Million$Bill - Future Utopia
There's
something
that
I
wanna
give
you
I'm
gonna
give
you
a—
There's
something
that
I
wanna
give
you
I'm
gonna
give
you
a
five-pound
box
of
love
With
a
million-dollar
bill
on
top,
million-dollar
bill
on
top
Diamonds
on
every
corner
(Every
corner)
And
a
big
black
pearl
for
a
lock
(Uh,
check)
Asiago
Romana,
sprinkle
that
over
pasta
We
got
views
of
the
water,
I
take
Aim
at
the
roster
Got
my
faith
from
the
preacher
Got
my
seeds
from
the
Rasta
Ain't
no
promises
made
Can't
think
about
it,
menyata
I'm
ridin'
out
like
Ducatis
Treat
my
pain
like
a
hobby
I'm
shakin'
these
demons
off
me
I'm
shaken
up
to
the
core
They
really
thought
they
could
stop
me
Really
thought
I
was
rocky
Really
thought
I
was
godly
But
big,
small,
or
tall,
we
six
feet
in
the
coffin
And
every
problem
I
faced
just
made
me
a
bigger
problem
There's
something
that
I
wanna
give
you
I'm
gonna
give
you
a—
If
I
keep
my
soul,
you
can
take
it
all
away
There's
something
that
I
wanna
give
you
I'm
gonna
give
you
a—
(Yeah,
cool,
like
this,
yeah)
I'ma
move
to
Ghana,
keep
my
name,
and
share
my
riches
Get
my
forty
acres
on
my
own,
not
additions
Fuck
their
reparations
(Uh),
fuck
an
invitation
(Uh)
Twenty-three
and
one
ain't
a
minor
deportation
Is
it
giveth
or
we
take
it?
Lord
knows
I've
been
patient
Still
up
in
the
basement
Still
up
on
the
late
shift
Still
they
underrate
it
Now
they
have
to
pay
me
Price
to
keep
my
silence,
took
my
family
on
vacation
They
don't
wanna
see
a
new
Obama
run
the
nation
(we
don't)
They
don't
wanna
see
me
in
my
bag,
I've
been
waiting
There's
something
that
I
wanna
give
you
I'm
gonna
give
you
a—
If
I
keep
my
soul,
you
can
take
it
all
away
There's
something
that
I
wanna
give
you
I'm
gonna
give
you
a—
A
million-dollar
bill
on
top
Tell
me
where
the
searchin'
stops
How
much
is
enough?
When
you
get
it,
will
you
realise
That
a
life's
worth
can't
be
monetarily
quantified?
Clouds
made
of
currency,
raining
tenners
and
greyish
skies
No
pound
signs
when
I
look
deep
into
my
mother's
eyes
How
much
is
enough?
It's
just
enough
to
keep
me
getting
by
I'll
get
my
own
ocean
full
of
fishes
My
own
Tower
of
London
full
of
riches
A
swimming
pool
full
of
thirsty
bitches
Fuck
that,
I'll
burn
the
money
if
I
get
it
Set
fire
to
the
sports
cars
at
the
office
Replace
the
water
in
the
filter
for
some
chronic
Canary
Wharf
all
screaming
"Fuck
the
bosses!"
A
million
dollars
won't
fit
into
your
coffin,
no
So,
how
much
is
enough
Tell
me
how
much
is
enough,
be
honest
How
much
is
enough
Tell
me
how
much
is
enough
Just
be
honest
How
much
is
enough
How
much
is
enough
Be
honest
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