I said her from the city so her got to 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, but I still ain't seen 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
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 am rich, to he is rich, she is rich, to we is rich
I am rich, to he is rich, she is rich, to we is rich
I am rich, to he is rich, she is rich, to we is rich
I am rich, to he is rich, she is rich, to we is rich
Where there is cheese, there are rats
Wherever there are rats, there are cats
Wherever 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're back on
Can't just put the cap on the old bottle once you pop it, that will spoil it, gone and drink it and enjoy it
Mama, I'm a millionaire
What's a girl to do when she just has dimes, no time, just play-yay-yay-yay
What's a girl to do instead of me, it's you'll be true-woo-woo-woo
What's a girl to do in a world of greed but kneel and pray-yay-yay-yay
What's a girl to do when she's lost her long-time friends that's lie-ie-ie-ie-ied