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  My life is sweet
  You could tell by the Benz and the Beamers and the Jeeps
  Big wheels, big grills make them say oooh-weee
  Custom made Bentleys, t.v.s, mink seats
  Make them scream wha-wha
    [Curren$y]
  Cars and shut it down any set, first dude in the city
  To have Intevet, equipped with the Internet
  Performance chip is faster than any jet
  I'm down the block, and you ain't even start your engine yet
  I use to hustle on the block for rent
  Met P and I ain't came out of my pocket since
  See all these chicks wanna get with me
  Because the 6 got more appliances than Circuit City
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    [Afficial]
  Afficial we the Reebok boys, call us a classic
  And rap slowly up on the block, gun and a package
  I leave the country cause Paris cooler
  Fall back and take a day off like Farris Bueler
  Young punks I'm the ruler, you follow my lead
  Slow down I been doing this, the product of speed
  Can't roll but I'm a weed blower, I get my ki's lower
  16-5 a few weeks, I'll have a green roller
    [Afficial]
  I thought I told you the flow don't stop
  And it ain't No Limit on the stage if the show don't rock
  You can still catch me up in them clubs
  In that 2K3 Yukon sitting up on them dubs
  Since they wanna know about my whip
  I'ma tell em like this, I got enough keys to start a dealership
  Now how they think they floss toys
  When we in places, so far from home they call us the Lost Boys
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    [Afficial]
  When I go to the lot, they call me Connect Four
  Cause I bought four cars on the road, with four doors
  Spend another mill, put diamonds on the grill
  Push a button, and my gun pop out the steering wheel
  It's real, stack dough and make more
  While you cats come up slow like Lamborgini doors
  You might see me in a Range, you might see me in a Porsche
  I get paid every month like child support
    [Krazy]
  Luxury, I love that bird it's easy
  Lift it out, but still a Jag can't please me
  But a 6, without the rims is cheesy
  Like a bitch, I like my tires breezy
  The spinners, on my Navi to tease me
  With a sunroof open, it's kind of breezy
  With a tank on my neck that just might freeze me
  I'm scared of a Viper, she'd like to see that
    [Master P]
  You ever ate a cheeseburger, on a million dollar plate
  Flew to Paris or France, just to get away
  Like to party, so we buy the club
  Every whip that we drive, be on 24's or dubs
  The new Hummer, had it before it came out
  200 and 50 G's, I put it in my mouth
  Bought a mansion whodie, just to make music
  Like the President got a jet and don't even use it
  When it comes to ghetto balling, there is none higher
  Get a supermodel for a banker, two million dollar wires
  In the winter whodi, we sleep on mink coats
  In the summer we on the water putting chandeliers and boats
  My cousin get athlete money, and don't even ball
  My son's only 12, and he could buy the mall
  Call me Ghetto Bill, cause I love the cheese
  I don't gangbang, my favorite color is green
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