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Akon and B. I.G.

talkin' it but ain't livin' it
Cristyle pop I'm sippin' it, mob hats and lizard
Gator chunks bitch, rollin' blunts with the willyist of the
Hitch link cop, and 9-Milli's, stories like a motherfucker

Model bitch is wonderin' if I'ma with her
She knows I treat my bitches gavana
Dolce and Gabbana drippin', Big Poppa never
diamond, shinin', dinner with wifey whinin', dinin'

Smokin' cigars and with Columbian nigga's
Panama and Enrique and shit, games we play, life endin'
Bitches bendin' over ease for a pair of Moschino jeans

Donna Karan Tank-top I got bank stock, say who's on top?
Benjamins under the rest of them, advancing from duplex to
Stashin' keys, g's over seas, VCR's in my veins
Game elevates, money I make into and real estate, bitch
Jet-skiing in the Caribbean, sand, discussin' plans with my man

Dark blue land, tint, chrome rims
And a that leave my rear views trembling
Whatchu do when poppa catch ya attitude
to your knees and show gratitude
Kiss my ring, it's a frank thing
I stay potent, bitches devoted, my dick and deep throat it

Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of
Lookin' for this hour glass of
Tryna my purpose on this grand design

Is anybody out there living
4, 5, 6's on the streets shootin'
Is any money out there for me?
You just listen to hustler's story

Picture me, a product of the three
Scareless, don't what I am supposed to be
Shit 'cause, never came to me
When shit shout, I suffered

The Lord humble nigga's especially if act like
They too big for they draws when stacks right
Think I'm bullshittin' a buncha niggas back
back home hungry, they stacks gone they forget price

I know a nigga sold his soul for a nickel
I know some for some dro you can hit the cock
I know a workin' 9-5 been on it
years ain't got a car to drive

I know some niggas wanna act hard bitch
Fake boys, can't rob, get killed
Got kinfolk back yard big
That's got to lift my this year

sunshine in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this design

Is there out there living
4, 5, 6's on the streets shootin'
Is any money out there for me?
You just listen to this story

Akon, B.I.G. is sittin' up with Enrique
I'm on the coastline politician' with
We got the birds flyin' in the all day
Tryin' to find a new way to in pure yay

We 'bout our business, ain't no small time
If you ain't growing the caine then we ain't meet
See, I am the one to call when things get
And my Africans will put your main man to

Now, in Mexico far from the
Tryin' to out how many glocks to a box
Now, sellin' arms is has rocks in my socks
If you can show me the money, here's the keys to the

Now, yeah, you the streets is my territory
Ain't scared of nothing, let you it for me
Yeah, whether win, lose or
Believe the death is for all

sunshine in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand

Is anybody out there living
4, 5, 6's on the they shootin'
Is there any out there for me?
You just listen to this hustler's

Nigga's is quick to chuck rocks and hands
a break for it, get away from it
That was the but

The whole time I've been plotting on man
Caught him and sleepin'
I hit his ass the cane
Here's that you can't understand
How can one be so cold and snatch a nigga so

I am on some get back shit, there comes a
In every mans mind when he's deeper than signs
I been on the grind, got homies doing
Behind actin' like bitches and bitches droppin' dimes

Duckin' and dockin', pussy's is red
Niggaz is been telling no, there ain't no way that it
But nothin', we gotta and and we gotta die
So you catch up to his ass I catch up, give him mine
But that's one thing the real here despise
I'm a 5K one killer, set his ass on fire

Eternal sunshine in elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand

Is there anybody out living
4, 5, 6's on the they shootin'
Is there any money out for me?
You just listen to this hustler's