Bun B - Trillionaire (feat. T-Pain) Lyrics
[Intro: T-Pain]I know they hatin’ on me ’cause I’m the manI’m too trill homey, I don’t give a damnI’m a self made, TrillionaireI’m a self made, TrillionaireFrom the underground to the top, I came from the bottomTrill niggas don’t stop, man I’m goin’ harderSelf made, TrillionaireI’m a self made, Trillionaire.[Verse 1: Bun B]Okay, let’s get this shit crackalatin’ no more procrastinatin’They told me Bun don’t hesitate, don’t keep these bastards waitin’I’m puttin’ egos at check & I’m so emasculatin’People stop to stare & say "Damn this nigga’s fascinatin’"We blowin’ ’dro up in the air. You see it? That’s the fragranceI got the focus, got the heart & I got the patienceYou hatin’ *****, get off my dick, look like you on some gay shitI’m tryin’ to take this to the mountain top, AppalachianBut it’s a rocky road & I’m still movin’ upAnd ain’t no movin’ us, so keep it pushin’ get to movin’ bro (for real)You might be new to me but you know I ain’t new to yaGo ask the white boys, they say he’s totally tubular (dude)*****in’ bad *****es, rub my dick against their uvulaEverytime I hit the streets, it’s like a *****in’ movie bro (damn)You know what I do to ya, send gladiators through to yaThey gon’ leave ya chopped up, like they was DJ Screwin’ ya, hold up.[T-Pain:]Yeah, I know they hatin’ on me ’cause I’m the manI’m too trill homey, I don’t give a damnI’m a self made, TrillionaireI’m a self made, TrillionaireFrom the underground to the top, I came from the bottomTrill niggas don’t stop, man I’m goin’ harderSelf made, TrillionaireI’m a self made, Trillionaire.[Verse 2: Bun B]Okay, let’s get this shit poppin’ off, from the go know I’m a bossI don’t ***** with lames & do my dirt nigga without a lossI keep it pimpin’ fly ass hoes come in & out the loftWhen you get fettuccine, you don’t need alot of sauceI get’s my Gucci on, my baby likes alot of PradaShe go & shop until she drop, she know Don Dada got herBut she not shotgun in the slab, oh no I got a shotterHe keep that shotgun in the slab & roll without a nadaHe keep his eyes wide open, he’s a hater spotterAnd when they roll up on me wrong, then he’s a hater dropperAnd he don’t mess around when niggas try to play Big PapaHe keep it gangsta nigga, he go gone & sprayed the chopper’Cause I don’t roll with fake people & I never willI represents the G code to the led steelDon’t make me have to draw down when that Beretta peelThen you gon’ understand that Bun B is forever trill, hold up.[T-Pain:]Yeah, I know they hatin’ on me ’cause I’m the manI’m too trill homey, I don’t give a damnI’m a self made, TrillionaireI’m a self made, Trillionaire.From the underground to the top, I came from the bottomTrill niggas don't stop, man I’m goin’ harderSelf made, TrillionaireI’m a self made... Girl, do you swear to keep in gangsta?[Verse 3: Bun B (T-Pain)]Gangsta than a mutha*****er, trill until I D I E, ***** these other suckers.(What’s your message to the fakers?)They throwin’ rocks & hidin’ hands.It don’t really matter, this the dirty South, we ridin’ man.(How long you been up on that trill shit?)Since the day they made me & from a baby.Until today they never played me.(Well, throw your hands up)From P.A.T. to your town, ain’t no need to slow downBaby boy, it’s about to go down.[T-Pain:]Yeah, I know they hatin’ on me ’cause I’m the manI’m too trill homey, I don’t give a damnI’m a self made, TrillionaireI’m a self made, Trillionaire.From the underground to the top, I came from the bottomTrill niggas don’t stop, man I’m goin’ harderSelf made, TrillionaireI’m a self made, Trillionaire.
