Millie Slims Lyrics – Amon
Singer: Amon
Title: Millie Slims
Last night
I put in work ’til 10 AM, the sun was mad bright
I had to do that sh#t again, I put in overtime
‘Cause how else I’m supposed to win and make a mill’?
My chances slim, slim, slim, slim, slim
I wanna win, win, win, win, win
My chances slim, slim, slim, slim, slim
I feel like Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim
It ain’t no beef, you cannot jerk me, I’m tryna win
Yay
They cannot jerk me, I’m in my Birky
7-Eleven, shorty gon’ slurp me
Look at her t#tt#es, they sittin’ perky
What do I do?
I been in the lab for a minute or some hours
Don’t text back, then her attitude sour
Sorry, baby girl, I ain’t tryna be a coward
But I’m tryna own the entire tower
Mmm, I don’t think Pac, I think Biggie
I don’t light, I think litty
His occupation look shitty
Man, Daygo my city
858 to the 619
All my b#tches be too damn fine
All my b#tches be too damn fine
Last night
I put in work ’til 10 AM, the sun was mad bright
I had to do that sh#t again, I put in overtime
‘Cause how else I’m supposed to win and make a mill’?
My chances slim, slim, slim, slim, slim
I wanna win, win, win, win, win
My chances slim, slim, slim, slim, slim
I feel like Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim
It ain’t no beef, you cannot jerk me, I’m tryna win
You ever been homeless with nothing to eat?
It’s holes in my shoes, duct tape on my cleats
McDonald’s expensive, who said it was cheap?
Fast food been the only thing killing my peeps
We don’t eat Peeps, that sh#t disgusting
As I got older, I ain’t even look
I guess that’s what is growth, yeah, yeah, yeah, ’cause I used to be shook
I’m better
Put some pounds on, now I got pounds in my pants
Look at how it’s panning out, I knew I was that man
Like, clap, clap, clap, clap, this sh#t in the can
Cash made the track, so we run it back again
Last night
I put in work ’til 10 AM, the sun was mad bright
I had to do that sh#t again, I put in overtime
‘Cause how else I’m supposed to win and make a mill’?
My chances slim, slim, slim, slim, slim
I wanna win, win, win, win, win
My chances slim, slim, slim, slim, slim
I feel like Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim
It ain’t no beef, you cannot jerk me, I’m tryna win
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