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[T-Pain]
I know they hatin' on me
'Cause I'm the man
I'm too trill homie, I don't give a damn
I'm a self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

From the underground to the top
I came from the bottom
Trill niggas don't stop
Let 'em goin' harder
Self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

[Bun B]
Okay, let's get this shit crackilatin'
No more procrastinatin'
They told me Bun don't hesitate
Don't keep these buses waitin'
I'm puttin' egos and chicken
I'm so e-musculatin'
People stop this dance
Say damn this niggas fascinatin'
We blow and draw up in the air
You smell it that's the fragrance
I got the focus got the heart
And I got the patience
You hatin' just get off my dick
Look like you want some gay shit
I'm tryina' take this to the mountain top
Affiliation

But it's a rocky road
And I'm still movin' up and make no movin' us
So keep that pushy get your movey brow
You might be new to me
But you know why ain't new to you
Go ask the white boy
They say he stole the letubula
Fuckin' bad b-tches grab my dick against their eubula
Everytime I hit the streets
It's like a fuckin' movie bra
You know what I do to ya
Say glad you gave the studio
They gon' leave you chopped up
Like they was DJ screwin' ya

[T-Pain]
Yeah, I know they hatin' on me
'Cause I'm the man
I'm too trill homie, I don't give a damn
I'm a self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

From the underground to the top
I came from the bottom
Trill niggas don't stop
Let 'em goin' harder
I'm a self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

[Bun B]
Okay, let's get this shit poppin' out
From the goat no I'm about
I don't fuck with legs
And do my dirty nigga without a lose
I keep it pimpin' flies
Toast 'em and out the loaf
When you get there to China
You don't need a lot of sauce
I guess my gucci or my baby
Likes a lotta prada
She goin' shopping 'til she drops
She know that daddy got her
But she not checka dance 'his lap
Oh no I got a shada
He keep that shotgun in his lap
And roll without denada

He keep it tight wide open
He's a hater spotter
And when they roll up on me
Ronin' he's a hater dropper
And he don't mess around
With niggas tryin' to play the poppa'
He keep it gangster nigga
He don't go and spray the chopper
'Cause I don't roll with faith
People in a devil wheel
I represent the G-code
To the leather steel
Don't make me have to draw down
Whenever read appeal
And you don't understand
And Bun B is forever dream

[T-Pain]
Yeah, I know they hatin' on me
'Cause I'm the man
I'm too trill homie, I don't give a damn
I'm a self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

From the underground to the top
I came from the bottom
Trill niggas don't stop
Let 'em goin' harder
Self made trillionaire
I'm a self made, ooh

[T-Pain & Bun B]
(Do you swear to keep it gangster?)
Gangster in the motherfucker trill until I D-I-E
Fuck these other suckas

(What's your message to the fakers?)
Ain't throwin' rocks seem high in hands
It don't really matter
Just the dirty south we ridin' men

(How long you been up on the trill shit?)
Yesterday they made me and from a baby
Until today they never play me

(Ehh, throw your hands up)
For P-A-T and your town
Ain't don't need to slow down
Baby boy, it's about to go down

[T-Pain]
Yeah, I know they hatin' on me
'Cause I'm the man
I'm too trill homie, I don't give a damn
I'm a self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

From the underground to the top
I came from the bottom
Trill niggas don't stop
Let 'em goin' harder
Self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

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