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Glamour Life

アーティスト:Big Pun  アルバム:Capital Punishment  作詞:LEWIS LESHAN/RIOS CHRISTOPHER  作曲:LEWIS LESHAN/RIOS CHRISTOPHER 

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Intro (Cuban Link) Glamour life style baby, bottle the rocks Lose the ice, 100 mil kid, money, money, money, mo Platinium status, yeah, what up, what up? (Big Punisher) Stick around (Cuban Link) Yo, I plan to live a life a-glamour Like my man Tony Montana Stand and pose in front of cameras With my golden silk pajamas on Smoking havanas, drinking Dom P Thinking beyond deeper than Ghandi, while I'm in the Diamante Counting my G's, I'm out to be a millionaire 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 (Big Punisher) Chorus: 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 (Triple Seis) 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 moves 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 (Big Punisher: Get the motherfucking gun) Since then I've 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 rifle out the motherfucking suitcase You about to take who's place? Not Seis... Your body'll be laced, and left without a trace (Big Punisher) The glamour life, the glamour life, yo (Big Punisher) Chorus (Fat Joe) Yo, I'ts the motherfucking Don Cartagena The leader, Terror Squad cleaner Leave your family crying for you like Argentina, mira Street dreamer like Nas, my entourage is thick Camouflaging this bitch, so God forbid you start some shit My squad's equipped with an


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