Pusha T - Millions lyrics

[Intro: Pusha T] You know what happens when G.O.O.D. Music and MMG get together right? We get that money [Hook x2: Pusha T] Millions, Millions in the ceiling Millions, Millions in the ceiling Millions, Millions in the ceiling Millions, Millions in the ceiling Choppers, choppers in the closet Choppers, choppers in the closet Choppers, choppers in the closet Choppers, choppers in the closet [Verse 1: Pusha T] This that sh** that ya'll wanted? this sh** cook up hard dont it? yall gotta beg my pardon on it sponsored links but this sh** sound like God dont it? (yeaah) Im tired and yall gotta pay your ties call my Phantom the Holy Ghost church on chrome wheel tires pop a tags when Im paranoid cause a pawn shop was my paradise I was there pop when that powder came for that not safe in that shoe box, blue tops, blue tops, bad b**h in that blue fox this big face and blue-ray and these black diamonds like boondocks [Bridge: Pusha T] I restore the feeling of when n***as made a k**in' hiding choppers in the closet half a million in the ceiling and them n***as with angel faces grind out with ill intentions and just so I can buy them Christians have em f** it on all their b**hes ah! [Hook] [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Im honored by horror stories, wanna be home owners horrible outcome with them boy got one motive prize when he conficted, pride on every visit im crying sayin his name, ride for all my n***as used to fiddle my fingers, until I found me a fortune finger f**in Ferrari's, Im from France early mornin get drunk with Donatello, Versace, my Acapella never see me in Neimans, n***a commiting treason soft loafer prefered, frost organic herb stay away from the forbes of our only can tell you more I got this I got that I got that,I got this Got a .. for twenty my n***as say Im the sh** [Hook] [Verse 3: Pusha T] this that sh** ya'll ask for make a n***a on the gas floor 2- door, 4-door, roll through the hood like task force fast forward, Oops! they say they wanna see proof my record sells aint much as theirs and we still ridin same coupes how we still f**in same hoe? how we still buy the same clothes? how we both got the same watch? I'm just keepin ya'll on your toes dope boys, gold mind that price drop and that Coke rise then set it over that blue flame then hang to dry like clothes line [Bridge: Pusha T] I restore the feeling of when n***as made a k**in' hiding choppers in the closet half a million in the ceiling got the razor on the counter Arm-N- Hammer in the kitchen just to keep my feet in Christians and keep f**in all your b**hes, aaah! [Hook]