Millionaire Hot Boys (Ft. Big Tymers)

[Intro: Juvenile]
Damn I got platinum on both of my wrists and my pinky
And my album went platinum too
Man you know I'm a stunt' all these other rappers, look (New Cash Money!)

[Verse 1: Juvenile]
I'm sick of it, niggas illiterate
And I need me seven zeroes or somethin' legitimate
I done shot at niggas, and I been shot at
I done had a whole lotta old folks tellin me stop that
I'm sorry but them Lexus trucks, I gotta cop that
Would be even mo' sweeter, if I could drop that
You see all of them Crystal bottles, I pop that
And I'm bout to go and find me a new mall to shop at

[Verse 2: B.G.]
I'm out the heart of the hood
Niggas like to bust heads and look good
Ride on 20's with TV's leather interior and wood
Rolexes, at least ten G's on a necklace
Pullin up at the club in two Caddy truck stretches
My click boss nigga, try to follow us get lost, nigga
We'll buy a whole block no matter the cost, nigga
My money long, my dick long, I'm off the chain
B.G. got it goin' on respect the game