way of loving makes me feel so good I could sing My baby's sly way of loving makes me feel so good I wanna sing Yes, I feel just like a millionaire When
Vertaling: BB King. Feel Like A Million.
sly way of loving makes me feel so good I could sing My baby's sly way of loving makes me feel so good I wanna sing Yes, I feel just like a millionaire
Your daddy got the dough that's right his people he be breakin you off yeah off In her world a boats a yacht a king size beds a cot A millions not a
but a piece of existence Cause when you die, you'se a past tense So I like to live my life like a big carnival Get drunk, act like an animal I like the
't know about a Robb Report 'Bout a high speed Porsche, i.e. You niggaz ain't know how to floss 'til I came through the door Like 'Eric B. for Pres,'
want it but he ain't thar rich Trust me baby I can scratch that itch Never call you a bitch when you act like a lady You carry yourself like a woman and
me tonight Pick up the phone like [Chorus 2:] A bay bay [X5] Im in the club hollerin' A bay bay [X5] Im in the club hollerin' [Lil' Boosie:] A bay bay
with a million people waitin' I've been saved, fuck my caves, those is just gifts Just imagine if we all wit one page Think alike, A, B alike, C alike
flame Put me on the track and I'm a really let a motherfucker feel it When I do it, how I do it, what I do If a nigga really want to test (Come and test
a shotgun B-b-blow me a shotgun B-b-blow me a shotgun It gives me satisfaction Yeah, blow me a shotgun B-b-blow me a shotgun B-b-blow me a shotgun It
rip and whip and I flip the script The company likes me, I'm a million dollar bizz Like a track star, always on the run Over youth boys, the strictly number one Like a
your magazines I'm a king, head of the body, leader of the team I'm a king, remember I can get your block knocked off I'm a king, a Bentley coupe with
I'm gonna be your favorite DJ [Bun B] Lights is flashing, cameras filming soon as we walked up in the building Bopers fainting, haters kneeling I smell like money, look like a
give a damn how y'all feel Hate, but on the real, Big Will is seven mill If I wasn't on top I'd have a lot less ends I'd most likely have a lot less friends
best for the job, you know why? (why? !) cause I'm cool.. .. see i'm Smoother than silk, cooler than an icicle Rough like a bully, I'm rollin like a bicycle Fresh like a virgn calculates like a
