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I said, her from the city, so her got to be wittyShe said, him from the country, so him got to be funkyMama, I'm a millionaire, but I feel like a bumMama, I'm a millionaire, but I feel like the only oneI I I I woke up early this mornin'. I don't think why'all heard meI woke up early this mornin'. I don't think why'all heard meI woke up early this mornin', I don't think why'all heard meI said I woke up early this mornin' but I still ain't see the sunUh uh uh oh uh oh (repeat three times)Papa, I'm a millionaireBut Saks Fifth Ave. don't sell affection(Saks Fifth Ave. don't sell affection)Papa, I'm a millionaireBut I ain't moving in the right directionSomethin' ain't right. I knowI am rich. He is rich. She is rich. We is richOh, I am rich. He is rich and she is rich. We is rich (repeat twice)Where there is cheese, there are ratsLetras de cancionesWherever there are rats, there are catsWherever there are cats there are dogsIf you got the dogs, you got bitchesBitches always out to put their paws on your richesIf you got riches, you got glitchesIf you got glitches in your life computerTurn it off and then reboot herNow you back onCan't just put the cap on the old bottle once you pop itThat'll spoil it. Go on. Drink it and enjoy itMama, I'm a millionaireWhat's a girl to do when she just has diamonds. No time. Just payWhat's a girl to do? Instead of me; it's you. Be trueWhat's a girl to do in a world of greed when you're in pain?What's a girl to do when she's lost her long time friendsThat's life
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"Millionaire" as written by Dontae Peeps, Aldrin Davis
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