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Multiple strings of income
Is how I'm tuggin
I got street niggas with me right now
Bust the pipe I pipe ya hoe down
Pipe it up cause they all down
Money like

My bitch is spiritual says she can read me
Plus she has an ass like you see on the tv
So I put her down number 2 like Luige
Cocaine machine my style

Living better, I'm big papa
In that coogi sweater
Frank sinatra
At the opera
Watch me operate
Dont do features
Cause you rappers I cant tolerate
Don't do

Sinatra do it my way, just playing man do it Gods way like
Climb up the top like a trellis, rap adopted me boy it's like I just landed at Ellis
Lately I

the spots with the burglar bars
Still keep the choppas by the door (by the door)
B-I-G, put your bottles and your buss downs up
If you fuck with Big Sno

telephoned your mother. We cuddled on
The couch, drank cocoa by the tree and you
Smiled cause you were so absolutely happy
To be with me

The day went by so

To the stars baby I'll show you all the way
Foreign cars baby in the drive way
Cause I'm running everywhere this is my way
Frank Sinatra with a little phantom

stay on my grind
Without the pressure baby I wouldn't shine
Tried to keep me sat on the pine
But you can't keep a good man down
Look at me now I'm

doctor 
cll your tomorrows belong to him and frank sinatra 
Propaganda got ya, you only care about money and hoes 
cnd turning honey to gold
It's funny

the sea
Frank Sinatra come fly wit me
Im into you 
You inspired me 
Tell me all your desires, please 

Is your mind made up 
I aint tryna make up
If u get

and downs 
I don't fuck around 
They were laughing when I started, I don't think it's funny now 
They tell me I'm lucky and I wonder lucky how? 
If I'm still

on my baby I'm makin' her sing like her name's Frank Sinatra
I play captain save a hoe
She from the streets but I turn her into a lady like Gaga
Pause

paid
Dope whips in the driveway, dope smoke on the highway I'm out in Vegas like Frank Sinatra, so you know I did This shit my way
Makin' money the fly

feel like Frank Sinatra, I flew to the moon to get outta state
But the tuition's too high, the Whataburger is where I'll remain
You know my vision don't

wasn't chasing skirts
Now I'm the kinky Mr Clean
Lyrics PG-13
Now I sing like Frank Sinatra off of methamphetamines
I'm going crazy in the club
Hard

Louis ,Prada or Dior
Frank Sinatra when we on the Radio
Smoking Zaza got me feeling Hella good
Might say something that you Prolly already know
Yeah, uhn

straight
frank sinatra do it my way
one day I’ma be self made n anything u want, u got it, i’ll pay
before u go and judge me
and assume my stereotype
can u

me, just call it karma
Got the mind of an emperor, destroy and concur
Shit I knew she was dope, playing ScHoolboy and Yonkers
California golden boy,

yeah
Aye
Told her you coming you coming with me yeah
Shawty so fire like 100 degrees yeah

Hice lo mío como Frank Sinatra 
Solo que no uso corbata 
Y no

Fanta
With my hat slanted, oh my lanta
Come and see my band, we cover frank Sinatra
And half the is set stand up
Comedy, targeted at folks in japan
What

give me brain, yeah
I'ma go insane

She gon' give me brain, yeah I'ma go insane
Call me Frank Sinatra, cuz bitch, I did it my way
I think it's someone's

in this together
Ain't no flocking fuck these birds and they feathers
American Gangster I'm frank no sinatra
Call me papi but that spanish no habla
I

thought I had mobties
I can fly you to the moon call me Frank Sinatra
I just might make you my boo if you make me pasta
(Zaamwé Valentino, you son of a gun)

Bum ba da da, bum bum bum ba da da
Bum ba da da, bum bum bum ba da da
Went through the city, Friday night
Rain fell down on that moonlight
It took me