Songtext Millionarie's wife Jim Jones

Millionarie's wife

I'm fucking the millionaire's wife
Daddy needs some more work and bitches roll the dice
20's to the bitches, 40's to the shooters
We gonna ride in this bitch and it ain't gonna be no [?]
20 to the bitches, 40 to the shooters
60 to my jeweler cause I bought another muler
And all [?] time I call like it's slave shit
And all this chains around my neck like a slave bitch
My bad, and every coop [?]
My first whip, they call me [?]
Second whip, they try to tell me I was [?]
Even my third I left that in the lake, call me [?]
She had a man he was worth millions
I was fly, trying to be resilient
Looking at my watch, it was looking brilliant
I wanna eat her like thanksgiving, call the billboard
I'm fucking the millionaire's wife
Daddy needs some more work and bitches roll the dice
20's to the bitches, 40's to the shooters
We gonna ride in this bitch and it ain't gonna be no [?]
Sand on my feet, sharks around the boat
That's that money talk, catch a bitch, adios
In this kitchen, back while I'm still dripping
Wanna finish this bags, but still got me pissing
Don't let her fool you, he ain't busting [?]
They ain't winning, they loosing
Ain't no bottles in they coolers
When they [?] we cruising
[?] and she's just 35, wanna call this bitch my cougar
They said I'm hurting feelings when I park this coup on them
Got this bitch licking my fingers like it's barbeque on them
[?] but ain't no timing on it
Too many diamonds on it, real niggers bring it back
Haters leave a comment on it, uh
I'm fucking the millionaire's wife
Daddy needs some more work and bitches roll the dice
20's to the bitches, 40's to the shooters
We gonna ride in this bitch and it ain't gonna be no [?]