Spillionaire  Lyrics

[Verse 1: Black Cobain]
Word to my momma I'm the coldest nigga living
I got a chick from overseas, that got a problem with how I'm with her
I got 50 grand in cash and I'm a do it for the strippers
And if she got a fat booty word to Jizzle I'm a tip her
I'm in Jeremy Scott Adidas, charge a rack or two for features
Tell the world you getting money but we really don't believe you
Pop a vick into a reefer, your tax return unfortunally
It can't afford my sneakers, make a roller out a diva
Smoking that Hoorah, them hoes thinking my shoes fly
That dude spilling that whole glass, I'm G shit that's no sense
I am bitch, I am ho, my cargos they camo
Pop on rubber bands ho, any hood that I can go
Spend a couple bands it was me and Chief (stacks)
And we gone make a movie and a DVD (roll it)
Tell her she the shit but I'm lying to her (I'm lying to her)
Lay her on her back and put that 9 to her
Fuck them not once, twice, Dumdum, I'm dumb nice
You can get it left or you can get it right, BOA that's for life
BOA y'all seen me, seen me all in that TV
Overseas and my jeans be G-Star, they ain't release these

[Hook:]
Shawty only like because the way I spill
Spillionare crazy, I do this for realBlack Cobain - Spillionaire  - http://motolyrics.com/black-cobain/spillionairea-lyrics.html
Spill
I pull up at the club and everybody looking
Bitches on my dick we're about to shoot a movie
Spill

[Verse 2:]
Now they speaking dollars man I'm hotter than you think
Now they speaking dollars man I'm about to cop a mink
Man them London girls so freaky, they had a nigga leaking
Whiskey with Australian bitches and some Puerto Ricans
Rolling up that killer in a swisher, where the drank at?
Hit her then I tell that ho to bounce, is you from Bankhead?
Now she follow pimping, make her follow orders
And I'm gonna hit your mother, Lil' J gonna hit your daughter
Shout out them promoters got my Henny on the ice doe
Pussy need insurance beat it up, she calling Geico
What's with all the hype though? These niggas are not trill
Fendi through that belt loop, slight work for that mobile
Mercy that's Mercedes, tried to tell you that she crazy
Black across the water rip the stages in Versace
I be Chloe Mark, Caid and Moss in the 80's
And when they play that spill I bet the club will be going crazy

[Hook]