Millionaire Mullet Lyrics – Tommy Cash
Singer: Tommy Cash
Title: Millionaire Mullet
Million-dollar smile, million-dollar mullet
(Banger, banger, banger)
Uh, ayy
Only smile when the camera’s off
Diamonds dancin’ when the candles out
Diamonds twinkle
Yellow jewels look like Twinkies
Two tube socks filled up with Benjamin Franklins
The bank teller give me a hundred thousand cash in ten K increments
Jody Husky cleaned off his Mink in the Versace sink (Yuh)
Me and Chief Keef bought a Lamborghini at the same time, jinx
Benjamin Frankenstein
The fire place smells like frankincense
Log cabin with the hammock in the triple story treehouse, uh
There’s long way from tree to tree
Wobbles when you walk across like an Ewok
Sea foam mint skies
Now I’m in Seattle like a sea hawk
Grind balls where down the activis astro turf
Nobody’s perfect on this earth surface
But I’m glad to be of service
I don’t like online shopping, I’d rather purchase in person (Riff!)
Further you scroll the hierarchy (I get higher)
Louder song in my set, the better she get (I get higher)
Only thing keep locked, that’s your bra
You don’t wanna pop pills (I don’t wanna pop pills, I don’t wanna pop pills)
Further you scroll the hierarchy (I get higher)
Louder song in my set, the better she get (I get higher)
Only thing keep locked, that’s your bra
You don’t wanna pop pills (I don’t wanna pop pills, I don’t wanna)
They hated on me, dropout
But look at you with the mop out
All the girls call me Papa
I pull up just like that, then I hop out
Think I’m fake or a cutout (What? Yeah)
People faint with a blackout (Yeah)
All my gang gets a shoutout
If you stuck then you wallow (Sheesh)
Coming straight from the 3 4 5
I want to pop, the bigots, the weakest kind
It’s so dark as f#ck, but my coke so white
I think they racist f#cks, I make ’em blind (Uh)
I usually don’t care how I look, it’s not Fashion Week at Paris (Yeap)
Coming up with dumb excuses, just ignore my parents (Yeap)
Saving money, I’m too cheap for vacation islands (Yeap)
And I’m working day and night, this man got a thousand talents
So much credit on the street, I could stir it with my feet
As we enter VIP, then I peak on LSD (Wheee)
I came to judge, I left impressed (I came to judge, I left impressed)
Let me get it off my chest
What you doin’? What? What- What you doin’ now?
What you doin’? What? What- What you doin’ now?
What you doin’? What? What- What you doin’ now?
What you doin’? What? What- What you doin’ now?
Getting higher and higher
Getting higher and higher
Getting higher and higher
Getting higher and higher
Further you scroll the hierarchy (I get higher)
Louder song in my set, the better she get (I get higher)
Only thing keep locked, that’s your bra
You don’t wanna pop pills (I don’t wanna pop pills, I don’t wanna pop pills)
Further you scroll the hierarchy (I get higher)
Louder song in my set, the better she get (I get higher)
Only thing keep locked, that’s your bra
You don’t wanna pop pills (I don’t wanna pop pills, I don’t wanna)
Further you scroll the hierarchy
Louder song in my set, the better she get
Only thing keep locked, that’s your bra
You don’t wanna pop pills
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