[intro]
The style's price
What n***a you afford?
The price is high (ha-ha) [verse 1]
Not believe when I typed this song
I'm comin' home
I love this motherf**in' rap game
So many notes involvin' my brain
Paula fell like a paw on my chin
I'm outta control, producin' mo' dough
The n***az are trippin' and I gotta go
I'm burnin' a good sh** in my Bugatti
You've not seen my paper? I got it
Action to spend paper, it has to stop it [chorus][3X]
This is the style's price
I don't know where to go
This is the style's price
The price is high you got dough? [verse 2]
Tunin' the radio, droppin' a smoke
Shootin' the freshmen, hittin' s**ers
Pullin' the trigger and firin' in the mothaf**ers
Rememba who's in this town
Spendin' and runnin', I know my girls get down
You know what his name, know who Biggie Sound
Don't think too much why this's a blown
It's so much paper my n***az wit' nausea
Get washed up! With the sound of T.B.S. Thug
Rockin' everything around the club [chorus][3X]
This is the style's price
I don't know where to go
This is the style's price
The price is high you got dough? [verse 3]
Performin' fantasies and drivin' an Enzo
I'm the smokeman in a Benzo
New York!
Shinin' with the brightness of Rolex daytona
Wakin' to the sound of my Llama
What the f**er, I was born with style
Some hitz, mo' money and a smile
A few mo' shots at n***as p**y
Other parties and the guys pusssssh... me
You could handle an attack?
Here is the Biggie, but no fat
I'm back! Now call me Biggie-Maybach
C'mon! [chorus][2X]
This is the style's price
I don't know where to go
This is the style's price
The price is high you got dough? [Bigg Sound talkin']
Yeahhh n***a! (ha-ha)
So! This's the style's price!
C'mon! (woO!)