Rawood, Vicente Sosa - Half A Milli Lyrics

Aye Vin, they ain't wanna let us in
Once I get a half a Milli Ima get my mom a Benz
I kept the work up at the vacant and they tried to break in
I got every gram back and watched the money rake in
Aye Wood, they can't sip up out the liter
Once I get a half a milli Ima get my mom a Beamer
Wouldn't open up the door we had to kick it like adidas
We be dancin' wit the work we make em' do the Macarena
Hit my dance wit the pros aye I get the bag and flip it
You trippin if you think this ain't the real Scottie Pippen
It's sumn bout the money cause it's always on my mind
It's mind boggling
How I'm always on my grind
I did this shit my way so you runnin' on my time
You better get my money cause you runnin' outta time
I get all types of bags that's why you see me outta town
I'm the exotic plug, bitch I'm waitin' on my crown
Go crazy, we be leanin' like a old lady
Yea,
My girl love me but these hoes hate me
I just left Quan from off the block he doin' one eighty
He's patient in this bitch, cut the line cause I was done waitin'
Doctor in this shit
They opposite,
We bout to cold case em'
Money in the bag I left the spot
We met up wit' Diego
Walkin' on red bottoms, steppin' in tomatoes
Walkin' on red bottoms, steppin' in tomatoes
Aye Vin, they ain't wanna let us in
Once I get a half a Milli Ima get my mom a Benz
I kept the work up at the vacant and they tried to break in
I got every gram back and watched the money rake in
Aye Wood, they can't sip up out the liter
Once I get a half a milli Ima get my mom a Beamer
Wouldn't open up the door we had to kick it like adidas
We be dancin' wit the work we make em' do the Macarena

Aye Vin, they ain't wanna let us in
Once I get a half a Milli Ima get my mom a Benz
I kept the work up at the vacant and they tried to break in
I got every gram back and watched the money rake in
Aye Wood, they can't sip up out the liter
Once I get a half a milli Ima get my mom a Beamer
Wouldn't open up the door we had to kick it like adidas
We be dancin' wit the work we make em' do the Macarena
Hit my dance wit the pros aye I get the bag and flip it
You trippin if you think this ain't the real Scottie Pippen
It's sumn bout the money cause it's always on my mind
It's mind boggling
How I'm always on my grind
I did this shit my way so you runnin' on my time
You better get my money cause you runnin' outta time
I get all types of bags that's why you see me outta town
I'm the exotic plug, bitch I'm waitin' on my crown
Go crazy, we be leanin' like a old lady
Yea,
My girl love me but these hoes hate me
I just left Quan from off the block he doin' one eighty
He's patient in this bitch, cut the line cause I was done waitin'
Doctor in this shit
They opposite,
We bout to cold case em'
Money in the bag I left the spot
We met up wit' Diego
Walkin' on red bottoms, steppin' in tomatoes
Walkin' on red bottoms, steppin' in tomatoes
Aye Vin, they ain't wanna let us in
Once I get a half a Milli Ima get my mom a Benz
I kept the work up at the vacant and they tried to break in
I got every gram back and watched the money rake in
Aye Wood, they can't sip up out the liter
Once I get a half a milli Ima get my mom a Beamer
Wouldn't open up the door we had to kick it like adidas
We be dancin' wit the work we make em' do the Macarena