More songs by Kelis
Description
Mixing Engineer: Dexter Simmons
Producer: André 3000
Composer: Andre Benjamin
Composer: Douglas Davis
Composer: Kelis Rogers
Composer: Ricky M.L. Walters
Lyrics and translation
Original
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 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 sex to the L don't sell affection.
-Sex to the L don't sell -affection. -Papa, I'm a millionaire.
But I ain't moving in the right direction.
Something ain't right, I know it. I ain't rich, so he is rich, and she is rich, and we is rich.
Oh, I ain't rich, so he is rich, and she is rich, and we is rich.
I ain't rich, so he is rich, and she is rich, and we is rich.
Oh, I ain't rich, so he is rich, and she is rich, and 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 her. Now you back on. Can't just put the cap on the old bottle.
Once you pop it, that'll spoil it. Go on and drink it and enjoy it. Uh, mama, I'm a millionaire.
. . . When she just has time, some time to play.
What's a girl to do? Instead of me, do you be true?
What's a girl to do in a world of greed but kneel and pray?
What's a girl to do when she's lost her longtime friends? That's life.
I-I'm feeling faded, like a billion bucks.
I-I-I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm feeling faded, like a billion bucks. I'm-I'm-I'm feeling faded, like a billion. . .
Faded, like a billion. . . I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm feeling faded, like a billion bucks
English translation
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 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 sex to the L don't sell affection.
-Sex to the L don't sell -affection. -Papa, I'm a millionaire.
But I ain't moving in the right direction.
Something ain't right, I know it. I ain't rich, so he is rich, and she is rich, and we is rich.
Oh, I ain't rich, so he is rich, and she is rich, and we is rich.
I ain't rich, so he is rich, and she is rich, and we is rich.
Oh, I ain't rich, so he is rich, and she is rich, and 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 her. Now you back on. Can't just put the cap on the old bottle.
Once you pop it, that'll spoil it. Go on and drink it and enjoy it. Uh, mama, I'm a millionaire.
. . . When she just has time, some time to play.
What's a girl to do? Instead of me, do you be true?
What's a girl to do in a world of greed but kneel and pray?
What's a girl to do when she's lost her longtime friends? That's life.
I-I'm feeling faded, like a billion bucks.
I-I-I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm feeling faded, like a billion bucks. I'm-I'm-I'm feeling faded, like a billion. . .
Faded, like a billion. . . I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm feeling faded, like a billion bucks