Millionaire - Kelis, André 3000

I said, her from the city

So her got to be witty, witty

She said, him from the country

So him got to be funky, funky

Mama I’m a millionaire, but I feel like a bum

Mama I’m a millionaire, but I feel like the only one

I, I, I, I woke up early this morning

I don’t think y’all heard me

I woke up early this morning

I don’t think y’all heard me

I woke up early this morning

I don’t think, think y’all heard me

I woke up early this morning, but I still ain’t see the sun

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Papa I’m a millionaire, but Saks Fifth Ave. don’t sell affection

Saks Fifth Ave. don’t sell affection

Papa I’m a millionaire, but I ain’t moving in the right direction

Something ain’t right, I know

I ain’t rich, til he is rich, and she is rich, then we is rich

I ain’t rich, til he is rich, and she is rich, then we is rich

I ain’t rich, til he is rich, and she is rich, then we is rich

I ain’t rich, til he is rich, and she is rich, then we is rich, mmmm

Where there is cheese there are rats

Where ever there are rats there are cats

Where ever there are cats there are dogs

If you got the dogs, you got bitches

Bitches always out to put their paws on your riches

If you got riches, you got glitches

If you got glitches in your life computer, turn it off

And then reboot it, now you back on

Can’t just put the cap on the old bottle

Once you pop it, that will spoil it

Go on and drink it and enjoy it, uh

Mama I’m a millionaire

What’s a girl to do when she just has dimes

No time, just pay-ay-ay-ay

What’s a girl to do instead of me

It’s you, be true-ue-ue-ue

What’s a girl to do in a world of greed

But kneel and pray-ay-ay-ay

What’s a girl to do when she’s lost her long time friends

That’s li-i-i-i-ife

I, I’m feeling sad like a million bucks

I, I, I, I, I, I’m feeling sad like a million

I, I, I’m feeling sad like a million

Sad like a million

I, I, I, I, I, I’m feeling sad