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Akon and B. I.G.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I know some niggas wanna act flicks bitch
Fake jack boys, can't rob, get
Got kinfolk back big whips
That's got to lift my homeboys year

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

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

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

We 'bout our business, no small time thiefs
If you ain't 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 far from the block
Tryin' to figure out how glocks to a box
Now, sellin' arms is what has in my socks
If you can show me the money, here's the to the lock

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

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

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

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

The whole I've been plotting on this man
Caught him slipping and
I hit his ass the cane
Here's something that you 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 deeper than signs
I been on the grind, got homies time
niggas actin' like bitches and bitches droppin' dimes

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

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

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