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hundred thousand soul
Slick rick gold, row fun, hella cold
Yea we’re feeling like gold
So fresh head to toe
Ghost slowly faded, 14 carat plated
So we’re
Hey, hey, hey
I got a condo in Manhattan
Baby girl, what's hatnin'?
You and your ass invited
So gon' and get to clappin'
Go pop it for a pimp,
the room keys,
They know all his words by heart, by heart and they all sing

Lovely girl won't you stay, won't you stay, stay with me
All my life I was
white girls
Whether Chocolate or Vanilla
Or ya somewhere in between
Like cappuccino, mocha, or a caramel queen
Rejected by the black, not accepted by
Now here's a little story that must be told 
About a little white girl that was born to soul 
She was the first of a kind I was scared to speak
at all time
So I tote my strap in the hood and all time
But respect ain't just something that?s understood in our time
Especially by our kind man I hate it
Now here's a little story that must be told 
About a little white girl that was born to soul 
She was the first of a kind I was scared to speak
to pass me in a six, tight classy on the wrist
Every bit of 30 karats, this is not a game
This isn't why I came, make these words find a spot on your
hell awaits a, nigga I'm comin with the razors
Still flashin ya shit, try to pass me in a six
Type classy on the wrists, every bit of 30 karats
This
It don't take much, for me to get started
Every time you see me, I'm with a bunch of girls
Straight to the table, in my own world
The ballplayers
[Pops]
Hey, hey old bean
And you to baby sweetness
Yeah, this is Pops, and I'm back in the studio
And I didn't have to break in this time
I'm
at all time
So I tote my strap in the hood and all time
But respect ain't just something that?s understood in our time
Especially by our kind man I hate it
[Pops]
Hey, hey old bean
And you to baby sweetness
Yeah, this is Pops, and I'm back in the studio
And I didn't have to break in this time
I'm
passed the path, white doves cost the eyes of thugs
Eternal heartbeat, in the dark fire in his blood
700 books were opened
It breaks to right, they
Blood sugar sucker fish
In my dish
How many pieces
Do you wish
Step into a heaven
Where I keep it on the soul side
Girl please me
Be my soul
She's the type I carry by my side
Keeps me balanced, keeps her talons in my thigh
Reminds me of the damage of how I live my life
Keeps my salary
Girl stands at her window
While fleets of ships and angels float by
Heavy footsteps lead her down the hall and to the edge
She says she'll jump
watched her grow, little girl down the street
White shirts and skirts with pleats
She cried, fear in her voice
Not knowing, she had a choice
Oh so sad, oh
Hey look I'm only in town for a night
And when I pull up, man the crowd get hyped
And everybody love me, the browns to the whites
You live like
Act like he tough, end up in a box layin' on the side

Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't
don't spend that bread
Cash out on new necklaces, 14 karat bracelet
Dibble dabble with the lean
Hi-Tech with the cream soda
As I whipped the yola
truly feels like she belong in 2 worlds
And that she can't relate to other girls
Her father was rich and white still livin' with his wife
But he forced
Lovin they clips, sittin on dubs in they whips
Folks, GD's and vice lords, when night falls
Black pimps and white whores, from the immortal words
In the lush Virginia hills 
They kept her as long as they could 
Cause they knew when the white brother 
Found white shell beads 
Wrapped around
at all time
So I tote my strap in the hood and all time
But respect ain't just something that?s understood in our time
Especially by our kind man I hate it