cats got to see And the watches be all types and shapes of stones Bein' broke is childish and I'm quite grown Run up in the club with the ice on, me
ya gently, God meant me, to push a Bentley Me and Sean Combs takin' broads home On the phone with the chip, these Cristal chicks 'Bout to make our own
you up in Skate Key wit' a minor I know she wit' it, I betta brick I could hit it Black tie affair I gotta fresh pair of British Ice Berg shirts wit' Ice
would stop itself It hurts, you're probably too good for this earth Genius at his work Made dirty cats wanna get a clean shirt Pop Cristal and rock they ice
too, fuck you (Big: Yeah, yeah, uhh, uhh, uhh!) Verse Five: Notorious B.I.G. I been had skills, Cristal spills Hide bills in Brazil, about a mil to ice
fuck you (Big: Yeah, yeah, uhh, uhh, uhh!) Verse 5- (Notorious B.I.G.) I been had skills, Cristal spills Hide bills in Brazil, about a mil to ice
got tracks (nigga stop that) There's no guy slicker than this young fly nigga Nickel-nine nigga, floss you die quicker (uh-huh) This fed time outta town pie flipper Turn Cristal
CNN, CNN The reunion man, we back again man Are y'all ready man? Yo, yo My niggaz get locked up, and when they come home It's mink coats and Cristal,
start somethin Killin ya gently, God meant me, to push a Bentley Me and Sean Combs takin broads home On the phone with the chip, these Cristal chips bought
All I wanna do is keep in line wit you Doin' everything if it's fine with you Lemme pick you up at a certain time Sit and dine drink the finest wine Ice over Cristal
man lace me) But ask yourself what has he really done lately? See, I'm the type that take ya to new heights First-class flight to the Trinidad fights Ya ice
', home wreckin' Rent collectin', weenie wreckin', big pimpin' Love a lotta women, walk with a limp an' I'll have the snow crabs a bottle of, uh, um, Cristal
, Flip, Flip Now who they want Flip, Flip, Flip Game over Flip, Flip, Flip Now who they want Flip, Flip, Flip Game over Look, I'm a Cristal nigga and
Mr. Coffee Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me "Life's a Bitch" but God forbid, the bitch divorce me I'll be flooded with ice so, hellfire
here, I hear that, but yo You know the spot is pumpin' tonight, word f'real where? You know, where the real niggaz is poppin' the Cristal Not that white
-bone born alone, die alone never known to cry alone I hold it down till Capone come home I used to never drink, now Im known to drink plenty Cristal,
sippin all that Mo', what you need, you want some Cristal? {No I'm good all I, you know, I got a job like I told you so If I really needed Some Cristal
on the muthafuckin' neighborhood watch My money greener than a clover in a 4-6 Rover I be a millionaire thuggin until it's all over I take a ice cold 40 of Cristal