Lyrics: Chris Brown. A Milli Freestyle.

Whats really the deally wit these silly muhfuckas
Buncha fake ass Milli Vanilli muhfuckas
Yet still these muhfuckas say the feel these muhfuckas
But I only smoke Dutches ion Phil these muhfuckas
They gon pull and shoot what?
No really muhfucka
You gon run, prolly pull ya achilly muhfucka
Nigga please, u wouldn't pop a wheelie muhfucka
You wouldn't raise the heat if u was chilly muhfucka
I will kill these muhfuckas
Til the muhfuckas know that I Am Legend
Call me Big Willy muhfucka
I'm wit Freck Billy and some West-Philly muhfuckas
And you can be a vic if u get silly muhfucka
So if u feelin froggy leap that lily muhfucka
And I'll serve yo fruity ass like wet willies muhfucka
I'm like Obama to these silly muhfuckas
And you niggas in Clinton, Hill Billy muhfuckas

I am a million-aire in some Louis V millionaires
white bucket like Gilligan wear
La famili in here, dont care who over there
Red rover red rover send them bitches over here
You can also send the waiter, yea i think his name Ramone
Tell his slow ass to c'mon wit that Grey Goose and Patron`
Tryna get em in the zone da da da zone
So I can pick and roll like Stockton and Malone
Ya smell me, nah baby not my cologne
Let me get clear, its some Bacardi Limon`
Looky here Simone, u call can the phone
But if u aint tryna bone u'll be talkin to the tone
I'm so cocky that all i wanna do is bone
I'm so rocky my last name should be Stallone
I aint Jimmy baby, i aint here to jones
Fuck wutcha talkin bout....its Los