Glamour Life - BIG PUNISHER Glamour life style baby bottle the rocks Lose the ice 100 mil kid money money money mo Platinium status yeah what up what up Stick around Yo I plan to live a life aglamour Like my man Tony Montana Stand and pose in front of cameras With my golden silk pajamas on Smoking havanas drinking Don P Thinking beyond deeper than Ghandi while I'm in the Diamante Counting my G's I'm out to be a millionare Dipped in gear flickin' hundred dollar bills in the air Oh yeah Cuban Link is into getting benjamins Cuz if doesn't make dollars then it doesn't make sense I represent I'm in to be the king of New York Went from living in tenements to up in house resorts I'm the latino that'll take you to war like Al Pacino Even De Niro know not to gamble in my casino Vino wanna rock slaps to dinners with mobsters I got shit locked from Prospect Ave to the tropics Sitting on top of the world like the sun A living legend from the Bronx second to none unless it's Pun It's the glamour life blow up the kids and the wife Players who ain't half as nice swear to but they sacrifice Bottle the rock freeze the ice stash the dope and rice And get ready for the glamour life Ripped off from the Infiniti Dump the body an' the shottie down the lake leaving no identity Just the memory a casualty as I casually make move on my rivalries All eyes I be on the quest for loot Pushing a Lexus coupe to pursuit them troops against the big-joker Sipping alimoca playing poker with some chocha Heard an approacher must be fam but damn I had to smoke Pun Get the motherf**king gun Since become the one wanted for a lump sum of G's Dirty rats pack gats for cheese Bullets of breeze at light speed Taking your pretty wife life and sacrificing your seeds Indeed we let him bleed for 50 G's Ship his body to the states filled with 50 keys Please no remorse for your two face Inside a symbol my life throughout the motherf**king suitcase You about to take who's place Not Seis Your body'll be laced and left without a trace The glamour life the glamour life yo It's the glamour life blow up the kids and the wife Players who ain't half as nice swear to but they sacrifice Bottle the rock freeze the ice stash the dope and rice And get ready for the glamour life Yo I'ts the motherf**king Don Cartagena The leader Terror Squad cleaner Leave your family crying for you like Argentina mira Sweet dreamer like Nas my entourage is thick Camouflaging this bitch so God forbid you start some shit My squad's equipped with an arsenal of ammunition Hollow tips an' cop killers with the Accounts in Switzerland for rainy days Nigga I'm staying paid you's a joke Always broke with your lazy ways Anyway back to the subject in the bub-Lex In the back seat having rough sex I love this glamorous life I live having the ice and shit Think twice I give Christ your kids I live life for gifts keep the five burning while the tires turning I blaze an L and seek a higher learning Kaiser's learnin' everything illegally We could de friend for years cross me once that's theivity It's the glamour life blow up the kids and the wife Players who ain't half as nice swear to but they sacrifice Bottle the rock freeze the ice stash the dope and rice And get ready for the glamour life Yo the dough the rap the audience party heavy till the 40's in Ill like the Yakuza run the Orient Take all the rent and no man wept the path his daughter went Dicks with the fallopian wide as auditorium She f**k for dough for opium prostitute emporium 500 Benz 500 friends sell Cambodian 8's cup of vodka 4 cup of juice for sodium Money money sweet as the smell of magnolia It's get you down but you spitting image of Appalonia Now how can I go broke pumping twenties of coke Plus songs I wrote milkin' dumb honeys I poke The young blood sat on the bench in Vant Courtland slingin' Singing how he trying to get cash for Jordans Another cat toss his Beamer to get the insurance 404

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