A Million And One Lyrics - Kanye West

OKAY, I RELOADED! (The League Crew!) 

Yeah 

It's (a million) 

[Hook] 

I freestyle battle niggaz for (a million) 

How many niggaz bit the soul, bout (a million) 

How many hoes did I bone, bout (a million) 

Uh-uh, uh-uh, it's (a million), uh-uh 

There's (a million) ways to die, choose one 

(A million...) 

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[Verse One] 

lot of people ask about the money I made, even Just Blaze 

How are they for real, is them niggaz really paid? 

Rappers I met, or, delt with direct 

Is it true he won't send a beat tape until he get a check? 

What's the position you hold? 

Could you really master Neptunes, check my check, and "H to the Izzo", the only single that went gold? 

If Roc-a-fella shit, fold, and you move back to the "Go" 

Is it back to Ghost producer for D-dot on the low? 

For the million time asking me 

Questions like Toni Braxton, harassing me 

Like you don't care about my son's feelings? 

Can I get a minute, you wack bitch? I ain't gotta jack shit 

You heard "Takeover", who running this rap shit? 

Uggh, fake tits, shut up and make hits 

Can't we all just get along, spread love, like "take six"? 

What, you doing beats in LA for Eminem and Dr Dre? 

Them niggaz sold ten mil, I'm trying to get paid 

We do this shit for entertainment, bring guns to the arraignment 

While the judge in the chamber, let one up out the chamber, BLAOW! 

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[Hook] 

How many years did I wait, about (a million) 

How many niggaz tryna hate, about (a million) 

But when a nigga count his cake, it's like (a million) 

[Verse Two] 

All for the College Dropout, I make the game different 

I don't know what the hell y'all niggaz been sniffing 

'Ye still flicking, hoes is my addiction 

Five days out the week, you'll find me in the kitchen 

Snatching the game, nigga, unlike you 

Cause these beats change the game, and the hook's right too 

I'm unquick like you 

Cats back in the Chi was buying tracks for dirt cheap, man, what could I do? 

Knowing I s'posed to style, I'm the fly boy poster child 

Bout to beat on Oprah, now 

It's ironic and whatnot 

How I put no ice on the Bulgari watch, just to make it hot 

Now you see me on stages, my hit resumes is 

Two pages for them niggaz who played us 

Features, raise us, booming like Master Aces 

Stand up, number one, and there's more to come 

All I got for hoes is hard dick and bubble gum 

While y'all brick like Fred, Barney, Rubble and them 

Chi-town in this bitch, what's fucking with them? 

Not a damn thing, nigga, we doing our damn thing, BLAOW! 

(A million)