Grill Ill U See I Gota Fortgreen Lean Clinton Hill The Chill Red-Hook Look Man Aint No Shook Hands In Brooklyn Son Yo Life Could Get Took Man Threw Off
office you know dey gon flip Like anna mae hand me my rifle start da go da shit, But bill o'riely call me uh pinhead 4 sayin dat shit, Well him n oprah
day I'm putting them into action. But before you know it, here I am again. It's fucking 6:00 in the morning. Rolled up dollar bill in my hand. How
I spit I become the maddest And kill 'em until the blood SEEK THROUGH! Front if you want but you know who the top biller Bounce while I'm killin the strut
and sodemites fi get killed Di fire nah fi cool and di seh it nah fi chill So bun Bob Dole and mi seh bun all... Bill, Bill, Bill, Bill, [Chorus:] Seh
stole too weak to take greed Give it to an honest man the Money is still deep [Chorus] x 4 Dollar bill y'all Dollar bill y'all Dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar bill
the diamonds down Them things come and they go it's bout the rhymein Now I'm seeing it clearer The season is nearer And still I must change I'm like a broken bill
I seen someone So Ignorant to the damage he has done You're the rotted root in the family tree I tried your 4 bill therapy I tried to make amends
rhyme Anybody who thinks this fuckin attitude is a gimmick Come and see me, see if I don't live up to this image Break shit! (scratched) (4X): "No...
up, you ball up a hundred dolla bill, and throw it, " Paper plane, ball it up let it fly, Ha, We POE BOYS high, [Chorus] [Verse 3: 4 mill] I'll be
, handing out bread and jam just like any picnic. It's 5-4 on William Wright; he made his pile on Derby night. When Billy was a kid, walking the streets
master of mayhem Hah, the city's a pool of devils and sin I give you the tools that'll sever your skin Slice with the hands of a track assassin Choking
looking like Jet Li Everybody who is anybody respects me I'll have you bleeding out your back like it's a jet ski [Chorus: I'll Bill] Motherfucker, what
fuckin apartment, they locked me in, I had to go out the fuckin window, it was fuckin' dynamite!" [Ill Bill] Ill Bill lost sanity - lost humanity Lost
crazy shot of whiskey In about zero to sixty All i could see was the bill I was singing through a melody With a drink in my right hand Eyes sparkling
your love tonight Ooh yeah I want you back Ooh yeah I want you back I remember the love in your eye When you took my hand and said goodbye I
the gate They got my moms seated in section eight Been on deck since my last felony I'm that 0 for 2 mothafucka With the Louisville Slugger Shay Whitie, that left hand
] What it do baby It's da ice man Paul Wall I got my mouth lookin somethin like a disco ball I got da diamonds and da ice all hand set I might cause a