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Freeway (feat. Jay Z) - Roc-A-Fella Billionaires

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Roc-A-Fella millionaires, bitch (Hey, big spend, hey, big) Early (Hey, hey, big spender) That's right 30 mill in the bank, 30 grand on the wrist and 20 more in the Swiss and 30 birds in a tank Diamonds all in the face, blind your face when it glisten Ace of Spade, not that Crissy, man, you know what we drink Got my Automa K and my new Gucci slippers I bring my loafers from Louie's, but what the fuck did you think? When I step in the place bitches running up to me yelling (Hey, big spender) Chea, chea, chea, chea I turn a nick to a dime, dime to some millions A brick to the Roc, the Roc into some buildings When you nigga feeling I might see about a billion 'Fore I leave the building, now that's what I call a billing Balling, you still crawling, children, calling When you start walking I'll be wheeling Flooring something foreign, no ceiling, chilling (Hey, big spender) (Hey) That's what them hoes say (Hey) Hoe pouring rose-ay (Hey) Rose gold, royal oak (Hey) Automa, okay Chea, hey, chea, hey, chea, hey, chea, hey Chea, hey, chea, hey, ch-ch-chea (Hey, big spender) That's what them hoes say Free pouring, rosy Roc-A-Fella millionaires We stack that paper everyday Yeah, hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey Yeah, hey, hey, ch-ch-chea (Hey, big spender) I'm a jet fuel abuser, now 7-4 to the 5 Hova's dough is on autopilot, I don't even drive In the bop with my shoes up, I just took back the Phantom Too many fuckers could fathom what it felt like to have รขโ‚ฌ~em I just copped me an all things, a professional ball team Tell me I ain't the illest hustler y'all seen When you don't buy out the bar you buy the bar, that's what you call (Hey, big spender) I got some dough on the block, got some dough getting wrists I got a villa in Tahiti and I don't owe no rent I got that paper for real and these niggas fighting and thinking Keep my cake up in the safe and take a slice of the dilla Three hundred grands, a damn villa, why y'all niggas debating? I'm copping, y'all niggas hating รขโ‚ฌ~cause I'm making that scrilla They know me as Baby Gorilla When I step in the building they saying (Hey, big spender) (Hey) That's what them hoes say (Hey) Hoe pouring rose-ay (Hey) Rose gold, royal oak (Hey) Automa, okay Chea, hey, chea, hey, chea, hey, chea, hey Chea, hey, chea, hey, ch-ch-chea (Hey, big spender) That's what them hoes say Free pouring, rosy Roc-A-Fella millionaires We stack that paper everyday Yeah, hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey Yeah, hey, hey, ch-ch-chea (Hey, big spender) Although I'm good with addition, the flow so scientific Gold plate like Cris so I reverse the system Came from poverty stricken to the top of the Forbes Now the property's listed in high society district '76 is the floor, '94 with the raw '96 with the flow, 2008 with the spitting Now drop a grip up in the mall Two hundred grand at the district we living, bitches (Hey, big spender) (Hey) That's what them hoes say (Hey) Hoe pouring rose-ay (Hey) Rose gold, royal oak (Hey) Automa, okay Chea, hey, chea, hey, chea, hey, chea, hey Chea, hey, chea, hey, ch-ch-chea (Hey, big spender) That's what them hoes say Free pouring, rosy Roc-A-Fella millionaires We stack that paper everyday Yeah, hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey Yeah, hey, hey, ch-ch-chea (Hey, big spender)