Make the World Go Round

Yeah, lace the nations don't have it, a hatred addict I need faces mad with frowns when I'm around or I'm wastin? fabric I don't feel greater till my plush pieces cause you to suck your teeth Till mean-muggin? on my clean-thuggin? mean nothin? Women dream I'm your husband, I'm Alex Pushkin The black poetry-writin? Russian, I?s disgustin? I started bling, how could you question my direction Or my time for collection? Gangstas two-steppin' You hate me, should thank me but lately I burned so much trees I keep environmentalists angry I'm a rare dude, I'm a wonder, your best success is my worst blunder Y'all livin? trendy on pennies, I cop plenty Fendi Vivienne Westwood, I'm good Get the whole Trump Tower top floor for the hood Dre and Cool, we ridin? heavy and why to Miami? 'Cause We make the world go ?round Now let's toast to the hustlers We make the world go ?round Tell the hustlers, toast to the gangstas We make the world go ?round Tell the gangstas to toast to the ballers We make the world go ?round And tell the ballers pour a glass for all of us We make the world go ?round I see you haters on the floor jockin? my swag I'm poppin? Ralph Lauren tags And pourin? champagne inside a Polo glass Model bitches rollin? grass, Escabon foldin? cash Toastin? with my entourage went for Robin Armitage To all my stars, red carpet to the Larmitage We throwin ?red dice at the Mirage I pull that red Lamborghini on twenties out my garage Instead of shoppin? South Beach like havin? a Terror Squad We the best, big pippin?, top down, chrome spinnin? Top Gun, Tom Cruise tucked inside my Gucci linen, no Jess Romo you tryin' to shine up with the nine on your jersey for promo Jessica Simpson that's so, so Nick Warner's baby back, with that slow so Devil white 5-0, they catch me at the pro bowl On the field diamonds chokin? the jockey on my Polo CB let ?em know though We make the world go ?round Tell the hustlers, toast to the gangstas We make the world go ?round Tell the gangstas to toast to the balers We make the world go ?round And tell the ballers pour a glass for all of us We make the world go ?round We make the world go ?round From my town and your town We on top, no stoppin? us now We got Patrone, the ballers two-steppin? Ladies on the float and all of 'em two-steppin? From L.A. to Harlem two-steppin? From L.A. to Harlem two-steppin? So I stop ?cause we made it where the ladies are We start with Bellini's and end with Patrone shots H. Lorenzo belt, buckle from Chrome Heart A-life tag popper, it'd be sad not to walk out the store With bags worth a 100 cash, shoppin? Balance only when hafta, hafta to swell you up Before a pea snaps me as you wet, a Vanilla Dutch Mets cap, that's Queens, I'm a vet Bet that 300 carats the average up on the neck, black Paid the cost, be the boss, Black Caesar floss Weekends at the Venetian, pull up in that black Porsche Top down, new fashion, seein? me is like Seein? through the lens of Helmut Newton's camera, light flashin? And I'm laughin', my plaque's from album sales Y'all is ring-tone platinum but .99 cents adds up I don't hate 'em, I congratulate 'em, the new young Prince With young Mike Jackson on the same track, what? Now, let's toast to the hustlers We make the world go ?round Tell the hustlers to toast to the gangstas We make the world go ?round Tell them gangstas to toast to the ballers We make the world go ?round And tell the ballers pour a glass for all of us We make the world go ?round