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"Platinum Plus" was written by Martin, Christopher E/coleman, Lamont/hardy, Antonio /.
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Yo yo what the fuck, man? Big L takin' over the streets
Flamboyant entertainment

What yall bout to witness, Big L
My whole crew wild, the game is called rap
Other MCs, they aint got a chance at all
My whole crew wild

What yall bout to witness, Big L
My whole crew wild, the game is called rap
Other MCs, they aint got a chance at all
My whole crew wild

Yo, Im straight loco, to Hell with you an' your broke hoe
You aint a big dog, you more like Toto, you got no dough
I smoke dro mixed with cocoa, strong as bolo
I pack a fo fo, platinum ro ro, anti-homo, thats a no-no

So fuck popo, I push the 740 an' not the Volvo
C town push the 600
Im with a bitch on dolo, chips from here to Acapulco
While yall buck for legs, I buck for heads
I even buck celebs, nigga, fuck the Feds

My underground niggaz, yall can shine with me
Got my own label now, so yall can sign with me
Yall can take me from the bottom an' climb with me
Thats fine with me, thats how it was designed to be

Aiyyo, gats we bust, backs we crush
Only hot tracks we lust, crazy stacks we clutch
An' we need plaques to touch that say platinum plus
'Cause half of you niggaz thats rappin' now is whack to us

Aiyyo, gats we bust, backs we crush
Only hot tracks we lust, crazy stacks we clutch
An' we need plaques to touch that say platinum plus
'Cause half of you niggaz thats rappin' now is whack to us

An' cats still wonder, can they get as hot as he been?
That probably depends, let me show you how to begin
Bang chicks in Marriott's, down to quality inns
Hit the bar, spend cash like Monopoly ends

Plushed out, rock gators an' exotical skins
Come in the hood, flippin' the chicken an' broccoli timbs
Niggaz, come in the game, block they shot at the rim
That aint in you? The fuck you gon possibly win?

I do it, Booty calls on the Blackstreet Teddy tip
Keep a steady grip, make cream just like ready whip
Heavy with styles thats the deadliest
Cats on that petty shit, watch how much lead he get

You tryin' to go places, chasin' oasis
About nothin', gettin' low wages
Drink Hennessey with no chasers
Right hook is like Joe Frasiers, Im the bodacious

Body parts are big an' like Schwarz-a-niggaz
Smokin' Garcia Vega, tryin' to get the larger paper
If you block the cash, we lockin' ass
Ima put it in your chest like a stalkin' past

Only out to earn figures like we please
But I dont mind to burn niggaz like CDs
Now, exhibit styles I kick with it
Pardon me, but Im fuckin' sick widdit

Aiyyo, gats we bust, backs we crush
Only hot tracks we lust an' crazy stacks we clutch
An' we need plaques to touch that say platinum plus
'Cause half of you niggaz thats rappin' now is whack to us

Aiyyo, gats we bust, backs we crush
Only hot tracks we lust an' crazy stacks we clutch
An' we need plaques to touch that say platinum plus
'Cause half of you niggaz thats rappin' now is whack to us

Other MCs, they aint got a chance at all
My whole crew wild, what yall bout to witness
Big L, my whole crew wild, the game is called rap
Other MCs, they aint got a chance at all
My whole crew wild, what yall bout to witness
Big L, my whole crew wild

Other MCs, they aint got a chance at all
My whole crew wild, what yall bout to witness, Big L
Other MCs, they aint got a chance at all
What yall bout to witness, Big L, my whole crew wild
My whole crew wild , what yall bout to witness, Big L

Songwriters
MARTIN, CHRISTOPHER E/COLEMAN, LAMONT/HARDY, ANTONIO /

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Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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