Looking for a Million by Al The Rippa Lyrics
[INTRO: Al the Rippa]
Young ass nigga
Whole lot of bitches
(Rippa)
[Verse 1: Al The Rippa]
Off chain gang
Rep it 'til I'm gone
Bet ya hoe know the words
To every song that I'm on
He flexing up a storm
I don't think he 'bout it
I don't move a muscle
Miko got it
Yo shorty riding shotty
What you gon' do 'bout it?
You made about that
You would've have hate to see her ride it
I take a nigga heart
I take a how life
I only smoke Vegas
But you girl blow pipe
I have no emotions
Life move forward
Looking for a million
While I mack a nigga daughter
Life don't love
So neither will I
Head on a swivel
Cause a nigga will try
But I can't blame him
Niggas gotta eat
But don't blame me
When he resting in peace
Young fresh nigga
Tryna make moves
Got a lot of booze
Paid a lot of dues
[Hook: Al the Rippa]
Young ass nigga
Whole lot of bitches
Selling these niggas
Extension cords and switches
Not pulling up my britches
Not looking for a misses
Not looking for friend
Not looking for attention
Only thing catch my interest
Accumulating interest
Talking dividends
How much can you win?
Al the Rippa, T.A
Hooking up again
Swag on Ten
Looking for a million
[Verse 1: T.A.]
Nine to Five was
Never apart of my dreams
Champagne wishes
The campaign thickens
Listen
Chill for a second
Get lifted
Envision my woman
In the latest Channel lipstick
Audemar watches
And all different Swatches
Black Card
American X in my wallet
A Hundred and fifty K deposits
ARGH!
Dreams of a young nigga
Tryna gain the world
Can't loose my soul
The sight of my goals
Never turn my back
Getting racks for my show
Got a little bread
Trying to get a few loaves
Gucci loafers on my toes
Whole room full of clothes
Whoa
I think I woke up
And the world was perfect
Louis Vuitton curtains
If I want it
I purchase it
So never wonder what my purpose is
I'm on that purple shit
Next
[HOOK]
[Verse 2: Al The Rippa]
If you a bread winner
You should have something saved
You ain't got nothing saved
You ain't got nothing made
You ain't got nothing made
Then ya ass should feel played
I don't know about you
But I'm trying to get paid
Wave
Not to the hatters off the top of a float
But a wave to the supporters
That's out at the show
I'm out for the dough
But I love what I do
It feels so good
Combining the two
Shout out to the brother
That's shining the shoes
You on your way up
I got faith in you
Never looking down
On my way to the top
Never looking down on a nigga
No I'm not
'Cuase you don't know nobody
(Know nobody)
Name Al the Rippa
I don't owe nobody
You don't know nobody
(know nobody)
Real Nigga
I ain't gotta show nobody
[Hook]
Young ass nigga
Whole lot of bitches
(Rippa)
[Verse 1: Al The Rippa]
Off chain gang
Rep it 'til I'm gone
Bet ya hoe know the words
To every song that I'm on
He flexing up a storm
I don't think he 'bout it
I don't move a muscle
Miko got it
Yo shorty riding shotty
What you gon' do 'bout it?
You made about that
You would've have hate to see her ride it
I take a nigga heart
I take a how life
I only smoke Vegas
But you girl blow pipe
I have no emotions
Life move forward
Looking for a million
While I mack a nigga daughter
Life don't love
So neither will I
Head on a swivel
Cause a nigga will try
But I can't blame him
Niggas gotta eat
But don't blame me
When he resting in peace
Young fresh nigga
Tryna make moves
Got a lot of booze
Paid a lot of dues
[Hook: Al the Rippa]
Young ass nigga
Whole lot of bitches
Selling these niggas
Extension cords and switches
Not pulling up my britches
Not looking for a misses
Not looking for friend
Not looking for attention
Only thing catch my interest
Accumulating interest
Talking dividends
How much can you win?
Al the Rippa, T.A
Hooking up again
Swag on Ten
Looking for a million
[Verse 1: T.A.]
Nine to Five was
Never apart of my dreams
Champagne wishes
The campaign thickens
Listen
Chill for a second
Get lifted
Envision my woman
In the latest Channel lipstick
Audemar watches
And all different Swatches
Black Card
American X in my wallet
A Hundred and fifty K deposits
ARGH!
Dreams of a young nigga
Tryna gain the world
Can't loose my soul
The sight of my goals
Never turn my back
Getting racks for my show
Got a little bread
Trying to get a few loaves
Gucci loafers on my toes
Whole room full of clothes
Whoa
I think I woke up
And the world was perfect
Louis Vuitton curtains
If I want it
I purchase it
So never wonder what my purpose is
I'm on that purple shit
Next
[HOOK]
[Verse 2: Al The Rippa]
If you a bread winner
You should have something saved
You ain't got nothing saved
You ain't got nothing made
You ain't got nothing made
Then ya ass should feel played
I don't know about you
But I'm trying to get paid
Wave
Not to the hatters off the top of a float
But a wave to the supporters
That's out at the show
I'm out for the dough
But I love what I do
It feels so good
Combining the two
Shout out to the brother
That's shining the shoes
You on your way up
I got faith in you
Never looking down
On my way to the top
Never looking down on a nigga
No I'm not
'Cuase you don't know nobody
(Know nobody)
Name Al the Rippa
I don't owe nobody
You don't know nobody
(know nobody)
Real Nigga
I ain't gotta show nobody
[Hook]