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Akon and B. I.G.

Niggaz talkin' it but ain't it
pop I'm sippin' it, mob hats and lizard shit
Gator bitch, rollin' blunts with the willyist of the Willie
link cop, M1's and 9-Milli's, stories like a motherfucker

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

Smokin' cigars and Bogatar with 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 your stock, say who's on top?
Benjamins the rest of them, advancing from duplex to mansion
Stashin' keys, hidin' g's over seas, VCR's in my
Game elevates, I make into stocks and real estate, bitch
Jet-skiing in the Caribbean, white sand, discussin' plans my man

Dark land, smoke tint, chrome rims
And a system that leave my rear views
gonna do when poppa catch ya attitude
Drop to knees and show gratitude
Kiss my ring, a frank white thing
I stay potent, bitches devoted, my dick and deep throat it

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

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

Picture me, a product of the zone
Scareless, don't know what I am to be
Shit 'cause, money never to me
When shit shout, I unshamelessly

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

I know a nigga sold his for a nickel rock
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 act hard flicks bitch
Fake jack boys, can't rob, get
Got kinfolk yard big whips
That's got to lift my homeboys year

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

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

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 thiefs
If you growing the caine then we ain't gonna meet
See, I am the one to when things get deep
And my Africans will put main man to sleep

Now, in Mexico far the block
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 know the is my territory
Ain't scared of nothing, let you it for me
Yeah, whether win, lose or
Believe the is waiting for all

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

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

is quick to chuck rocks and hide hands
Make a break for it, get away it
was the plan but

The whole time been plotting on this man
Caught him and sleepin'
I hit his ass with the
something that you can't understand
How can one be so cold and snatch a so down

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

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

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

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