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Music and MMG get together, right?\nWe get that money\n\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\n\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\n\nThis that shit that y'all wanted\nThis shit cook up hard, don't it?\nY'all gotta beg my pardon on it\nBut this shit sound like God don't it?\nYuugh, I'm tired, nigga and y'all gotta pay your tithes, nigga\nCall my Phantom the holy ghost, church on chrome wheel tires, nigga\nPop tags when I'm paranoid, cause the pawn shop was my paradise\nI was dead pop when that powder came for that knot saved in that shoe box\n\nBlue tops, blue tops, bad bitch in that blue fox\nThis big face is in Blu-ray and these black diamonds like boondocks\nI restore the feelin' of when niggas made a killin'\nHidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling\nAnd them hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud with ill intentions\nJust so I can buy them Christians, have 'em shittin' on all they bitches, ah!\n\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\n\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\n\nThis that shit y'all ask for\nMake a nigga mash on the gas, floor\nTwo-door, four-door, roll through the hood like task force\nFast forward--oops! They say they wanna see proof\nMy record sales ain't much as theirs and we still ride the same coupes\nHow we still fuck the same hoes, why we still buy the same clothes\nHow we both got the same watch, I'm just keepin' y'all on y'all toes\nDope boys, gold mine, that price drop and that coke rise\n\nThen set it over that blue flame then hang it dry like clothesline\nI restore the feelin' of when niggas made a killin'\nHidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling\nGot the razor on the counter, Arm & Hammer in the kitchen\nJust to keep my feet in Christians and keep fuckin' all y'all bitches\n\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\n\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.07] You know what happen when G.O.O.D. Music and MMG get together, right?\n[00:11.81] We get that money\n[00:13.86] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:15.38] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:17.10] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:18.77] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:20.40] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:22.43] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:24.11] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:25.71] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:27.48] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:29.10] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:30.95] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:32.86] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:34.55] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:36.25] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:38.08] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:39.62] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:41.92] This that shit that y'all wanted\n[00:43.83] This shit cook up hard, don't it?\n[00:45.38] Y'all gotta beg my pardon on it\n[00:47.03] But this shit sound like God don't it?\n[00:49.00] Yuugh, I'm tired, nigga and y'all gotta pay your tithes, nigga\n[00:52.72] Call my Phantom the holy ghost, church on chrome wheel tires, nigga\n[00:56.23] Pop tags when I'm paranoid, cause the pawn shop was my paradise\n[00:59.48] I was dead pop when that powder came for that knot saved in that shoe box\n[01:03.07] Blue tops, blue tops, bad bitch in that blue fox\n[01:06.45] This big face is in Blu-ray and these black diamonds like boondocks\n[01:10.39] I restore the feelin' of when niggas made a killin'\n[01:13.23] Hidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling\n[01:16.77] And them hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud with ill intentions\n[01:20.06] Just so I can buy them Christians, have 'em shittin' on all they bitches, ah!\n[01:23.85] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:25.73] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:27.45] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:29.04] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:30.80] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:32.56] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:34.47] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:36.01] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:37.78] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:39.45] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:41.41] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:43.03] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:44.71] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:46.47] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:48.49] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:50.19] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:51.79] This that shit y'all ask for\n[01:54.02] Make a nigga mash on the gas, floor\n[01:55.63] Two-door, four-door, roll through the hood like task force\n[01:59.08] Fast forward--oops! They say they wanna see proof\n[02:02.35] My record sales ain't much as theirs and we still ride the same coupes\n[02:05.74] How we still fuck the same hoes, why we still buy the same clothes\n[02:09.11] How we both got the same watch, I'm just keepin' y'all on y'all toes\n[02:13.19] Dope boys, gold mine, that price drop and that coke rise\n[02:16.72] Then set it over that blue flame then hang it dry like clothesline\n[02:20.38] I restore the feelin' of when niggas made a killin'\n[02:23.25] Hidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling\n[02:26.82] Got the razor on the counter, Arm & Hammer in the kitchen\n[02:30.42] Just to keep my feet in Christians and keep fuckin' all y'all bitches\n[02:33.72] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:35.69] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:37.27] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:38.96] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:40.64] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:42.31] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:44.55] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:45.80] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:47.68] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:49.56] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:51.38] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:53.34] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:54.98] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:56.82] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:58.55] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[03:00.26] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[03:02.71] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Millions\n artist: Pusha T\n album: Millions\n duration_ms: 321000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: You know what happen when G.O.O.D. 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They say they wanna see proof\n My record sales ain't much as theirs and we still ride the same coupes\n How we still fuck the same hoes, why we still buy the same clothes\n How we both got the same watch, I'm just keepin' y'all on y'all toes\n Dope boys, gold mine, that price drop and that coke rise\n Then set it over that blue flame then hang it dry like clothesline\n I restore the feelin' of when niggas made a killin'\n Hidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling\n Got the razor on the counter, Arm & Hammer in the kitchen\n Just to keep my feet in Christians and keep fuckin' all y'all bitches\n\n x2\n\n x4\n This that shit that ya'll wanted\n This shit sound like God don't it\n"},{"id":9851174,"name":"Millions (Explicit Version)","trackName":"Millions (Explicit Version)","artistName":"Pusha T","albumName":"Millions","duration":310.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You know what happen when G.O.O.D. 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Music and MMG get together, right?\n[00:11.81] We get that money\n[00:13.86] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:15.38] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:17.10] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:18.77] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:20.40] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:22.43] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:24.11] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:25.71] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:27.48] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:29.10] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:30.95] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:32.86] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:34.55] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:36.25] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:38.08] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:39.62] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:41.92] This that shit that y'all wanted\n[00:43.83] This shit cook up hard, don't it?\n[00:45.38] Y'all gotta beg my pardon on it\n[00:47.03] But this shit sound like God don't it?\n[00:49.00] Yuugh, I'm tired, nigga and y'all gotta pay your tithes, nigga\n[00:52.72] Call my Phantom the holy ghost, church on chrome wheel tires, nigga\n[00:56.23] Pop tags when I'm paranoid, cause the pawn shop was my paradise\n[00:59.48] I was dead pop when that powder came for that knot saved in that shoe box\n[01:03.07] Blue tops, blue tops, bad bitch in that blue fox\n[01:06.45] This big face is in Blu-ray and these black diamonds like boondocks\n[01:10.39] I restore the feelin' of when niggas made a killin'\n[01:13.23] Hidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling\n[01:16.77] And them hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud with ill intentions\n[01:20.06] Just so I can buy them Christians, have 'em shittin' on all they bitches, ah!\n[01:23.85] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:25.73] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:27.45] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:29.04] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:30.80] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:32.56] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:34.47] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:36.01] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:37.78] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:39.45] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:41.41] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:43.03] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:44.71] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:46.47] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:48.49] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:50.19] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:51.79] This that shit y'all ask for\n[01:54.02] Make a nigga mash on the gas, floor\n[01:55.63] Two-door, four-door, roll through the hood like task force\n[01:59.08] Fast forward--oops! They say they wanna see proof\n[02:02.35] My record sales ain't much as theirs and we still ride the same coupes\n[02:05.74] How we still fuck the same hoes, why we still buy the same clothes\n[02:09.11] How we both got the same watch, I'm just keepin' y'all on y'all toes\n[02:13.19] Dope boys, gold mine, that price drop and that coke rise\n[02:16.72] Then set it over that blue flame then hang it dry like clothesline\n[02:20.38] I restore the feelin' of when niggas made a killin'\n[02:23.25] Hidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling\n[02:26.82] Got the razor on the counter, Arm & Hammer in the kitchen\n[02:30.42] Just to keep my feet in Christians and keep fuckin' all y'all bitches\n[02:33.72] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:35.69] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:37.27] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:38.96] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:40.64] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:42.31] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:44.55] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:45.80] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:47.68] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:49.56] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:51.38] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:53.34] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:54.98] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:56.82] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:58.55] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[03:00.26] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[03:02.71] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Millions\n artist: Pusha T\n album: Essential R&B 2013 - CD 1\n duration_ms: 187458\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: You know what happen when G.O.O.D. 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Music and MMG get together, right?\nWe get that money\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nThis that shit that y'all wanted\nThis shit cook up hard, don't it?\nY'all gotta beg my pardon on it\nBut this shit sound like God don't it?\nYuugh, I'm tired, nigga and y'all gotta pay your tithes, nigga\nCall my Phantom the holy ghost, church on chrome wheel tires, nigga\nPop tags when I'm paranoid, cause the pawn shop was my paradise\nI was dead pop when that powder came for that knot saved in that shoe box\nBlue tops, blue tops, bad bitch in that blue fox\nThis big face is in Blu-ray and these black diamonds like boondocks\nI restore the feelin' of when niggas made a killin'\nHidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling\nAnd them hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud with ill intentions\nJust so I can buy them Christians, have 'em shittin' on all they bitches, ah!\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nI'm haunted by horror stories, wanna-be home owners\nHorrible outcome, a dope boy got one motive\nCries when he convicted, cried on every visit\nI'm cryin' sayin' his name, ride for all my niggas\nUsed to fiddle my finger 'til I found me a fortune\nFinger fuck a Ferrari, south of France early morning\nDid drugs with Donatella, Versace my A Capella\nNever see me in Neiman's, niggas committin' treason\nSoft loafer preferred, frost, organic herb\nStay away from the Forbes, if I only could tell you more\nI got this I got that, I got that I got this\nGot a kilo for 20, my choppas say I'm the shit\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nThis that shit y'all ask for\nMake a nigga mash on the gas, floor\nTwo-door, four-door, roll through the hood like task force\nFast forward--oops! They say they wanna see proof\nMy record sales ain't much as theirs and we still ride the same coupes\nHow we still fuck the same hoes, why we still buy the same clothes\nHow we both got the same watch, I'm just keepin' y'all on y'all toes\nDope boys, gold mine, that price drop and that coke rise\nThen set it over that blue flame then hang it dry like clothesline\nI restore the feelin' of when niggas made a killin'\nHidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling\nGot the razor on the counter, Arm & Hammer in the kitchen\nJust to keep my feet in Christians and keep fuckin' all y'all bitches\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nThis that shit that ya'll wanted\nThis shit sound like God don't it\nThis that shit that ya'll wanted\nThis shit sound like God don't it\nThis that shit that ya'll wanted\nThis shit sound like God don't it\nThis that shit that ya'll wanted\nThis shit sound like God don't it","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.61] You know what happen when G.O.O.D. Music and MMG get together, right?\n[00:11.96] We get that money\n[00:13.31] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:15.40] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:17.18] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:18.96] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:20.66] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:22.50] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:24.20] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:25.60] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:27.54] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:29.48] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:31.11] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:32.95] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[00:34.58] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:36.52] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:38.21] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:39.84] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[00:41.81] This that shit that y'all wanted\n[00:43.56] This shit cook up hard, don't it?\n[00:45.52] Y'all gotta beg my pardon on it\n[00:47.08] But this shit sound like God don't it?\n[00:49.01] Yuugh, I'm tired, nigga and y'all gotta pay your tithes, nigga\n[00:52.38] Call my Phantom the holy ghost, church on chrome wheel tires, nigga\n[00:55.86] Pop tags when I'm paranoid, cause the pawn shop was my paradise\n[00:59.22] I was dead pop when that powder came for that knot saved in that shoe box\n[01:02.94] Blue tops, blue tops, bad bitch in that blue fox\n[01:06.35] This big face is in Blu-ray and these black diamonds like boondocks\n[01:09.95] I restore the feelin' of when niggas made a killin'\n[01:13.05] Hidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling\n[01:16.72] And them hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud with ill intentions\n[01:20.08] Just so I can buy them Christians, have 'em shittin' on all they bitches, ah!\n[01:23.81] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:25.60] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:27.28] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:29.09] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:30.71] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:32.50] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:34.23] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:36.01] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:37.75] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:39.58] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:41.31] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:42.96] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[01:44.82] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:46.52] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:48.21] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:49.97] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[01:51.72] I'm haunted by horror stories, wanna-be home owners\n[01:55.22] Horrible outcome, a dope boy got one motive\n[01:58.89] Cries when he convicted, cried on every visit\n[02:02.11] I'm cryin' sayin' his name, ride for all my niggas\n[02:05.85] Used to fiddle my finger 'til I found me a fortune\n[02:09.36] Finger fuck a Ferrari, south of France early morning\n[02:12.93] Did drugs with Donatella, Versace my A Capella\n[02:16.45] Never see me in Neiman's, niggas committin' treason\n[02:19.95] Soft loafer preferred, frost, organic herb\n[02:23.34] Stay away from the Forbes, if I only could tell you more\n[02:26.89] I got this I got that, I got that I got this\n[02:30.25] Got a kilo for 20, my choppas say I'm the shit\n[02:33.67] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:35.69] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:37.39] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:39.04] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:40.70] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:42.48] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:44.16] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:45.97] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:47.78] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:49.45] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:51.12] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:53.02] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[02:54.73] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:56.42] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[02:58.13] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[03:00.03] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[03:01.95] This that shit y'all ask for\n[03:03.73] Make a nigga mash on the gas, floor\n[03:05.81] Two-door, four-door, roll through the hood like task force\n[03:09.04] Fast forward--oops! They say they wanna see proof\n[03:12.45] My record sales ain't much as theirs and we still ride the same coupes\n[03:15.85] How we still fuck the same hoes, why we still buy the same clothes\n[03:19.33] How we both got the same watch, I'm just keepin' y'all on y'all toes\n[03:23.58] Dope boys, gold mine, that price drop and that coke rise\n[03:26.54] Then set it over that blue flame then hang it dry like clothesline\n[03:30.06] I restore the feelin' of when niggas made a killin'\n[03:33.31] Hidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling\n[03:36.79] Got the razor on the counter, Arm & Hammer in the kitchen\n[03:40.34] Just to keep my feet in Christians and keep fuckin' all y'all bitches\n[03:43.81] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[03:45.74] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[03:47.44] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[03:49.18] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[03:50.80] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[03:52.66] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[03:54.41] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[03:56.10] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[03:57.88] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[03:59.76] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[04:01.47] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[04:03.19] Millions millions in the ceiling\n[04:04.97] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[04:06.71] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[04:08.40] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[04:10.16] Choppas choppas in the closet\n[04:12.22] This that shit that ya'll wanted\n[04:17.45] This shit sound like God don't it\n[04:19.54] This that shit that ya'll wanted\n[04:24.36] This shit sound like God don't it\n[04:26.53] This that shit that ya'll wanted\n[04:31.31] This shit sound like God don't it\n[04:33.88] This that shit that ya'll wanted\n[04:38.38] This shit sound like God don't it","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Millions\n artist: Pusha T\n album: Twerkout Gym\n duration_ms: 310000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: You know what happen when G.O.O.D. 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Music and MMG get together, right?\nWe get that money\n\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\n\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\n\nThis that shit that y'all wanted\nThis shit cook up hard, don't it?\nY'all gotta beg my pardon on it\nBut this shit sound like God don't it?\nYuugh, I'm tired, nigga and y'all gotta pay your tithes, nigga\nCall my Phantom the holy ghost, church on chrome wheel tires, nigga\nPop tags when I'm paranoid, cause the pawn shop was my paradise\nI was dead pop when that powder came for that knot saved in that shoe box\n\nBlue tops, blue tops, bad bitch in that blue fox\nThis big face is in Blu-ray and these black diamonds like boondocks\nI restore the feelin' of when niggas made a killin'\nHidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling\nAnd them hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud with ill intentions\nJust so I can buy them Christians, have 'em shittin' on all they bitches, ah!\n\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\n\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\n\nThis that shit y'all ask for\nMake a nigga mash on the gas, floor\nTwo-door, four-door, roll through the hood like task force\nFast forward--oops! They say they wanna see proof\nMy record sales ain't much as theirs and we still ride the same coupes\nHow we still fuck the same hoes, why we still buy the same clothes\nHow we both got the same watch, I'm just keepin' y'all on y'all toes\nDope boys, gold mine, that price drop and that coke rise\n\nThen set it over that blue flame then hang it dry like clothesline\nI restore the feelin' of when niggas made a killin'\nHidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling\nGot the razor on the counter, Arm & Hammer in the kitchen\nJust to keep my feet in Christians and keep fuckin' all y'all bitches\n\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\n\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nMillions millions in the ceiling\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet\nChoppas choppas in the closet","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Millions\n artist: Pusha T\n album: The Animosity of Caine (2013)\n duration_ms: 307000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n You know what happen when G.O.O.D. Music and MMG get together, right?\n We get that money\n\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n\n This that shit that y'all wanted\n This shit cook up hard, don't it?\n Y'all gotta beg my pardon on it\n But this shit sound like God don't it?\n Yuugh, I'm tired, nigga and y'all gotta pay your tithes, nigga\n Call my Phantom the holy ghost, church on chrome wheel tires, nigga\n Pop tags when I'm paranoid, cause the pawn shop was my paradise\n I was dead pop when that powder came for that knot saved in that shoe box\n\n Blue tops, blue tops, bad bitch in that blue fox\n This big face is in Blu-ray and these black diamonds like boondocks\n I restore the feelin' of when niggas made a killin'\n Hidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling\n And them hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud with ill intentions\n Just so I can buy them Christians, have 'em shittin' on all they bitches, ah!\n\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n\n This that shit y'all ask for\n Make a nigga mash on the gas, floor\n Two-door, four-door, roll through the hood like task force\n Fast forward--oops! They say they wanna see proof\n My record sales ain't much as theirs and we still ride the same coupes\n How we still fuck the same hoes, why we still buy the same clothes\n How we both got the same watch, I'm just keepin' y'all on y'all toes\n Dope boys, gold mine, that price drop and that coke rise\n\n Then set it over that blue flame then hang it dry like clothesline\n I restore the feelin' of when niggas made a killin'\n Hidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling\n Got the razor on the counter, Arm & Hammer in the kitchen\n Just to keep my feet in Christians and keep fuckin' all y'all bitches\n\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Millions millions in the ceiling\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n Choppas choppas in the closet\n"}]