Cookin Soul - Light Up (Cookin' Soul Remix) lyrics

[Hook] Who would've thought I'd be caught in this life? Let's celebrate with a toast and get lost in tonight and make it all light up Wait until the sun goes down, we gon' make this b**h light up Even when the sun goes down I'm a make it go [Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.] Big Poppa, throwing n***as off of cliffs, smoking spliffs Disappear with my b**h in a Mitsubishi Eclipse Read my lips, I k** you Blood'll spill too, did I say thank you? I grant you three wishes cause I be the genie n***as is a**ed out like fat b**hes in bikinis Read between the lines see what I see I see the diary of a sick ba*tard Junior Mafia blaster, Rugers on the hips Bought coke to flip chips, bought slugs to fill clips Flipping coke in corner store bodegas In the back room playing Sega, Street Fighter II I'm inviting you, bring your writing crew and they dopest rhymes I get up in that a** every time Lyrically I'm untouchable, uncrushable Getting mad blunted in a 600 Benz Ask your friends who's the illest Licking shots, n***as screaming "Biggie Smalls tried to k** us" [Hook] [Verse 2: Jay-Z] Oww, hoes turn they heads like owls, I'm the man of the hour Triple entendre, don't even ask me how Con Edison flowing, I'm connected to a higher power Bright lights will make your whole city light up A trillion watt light bulb when I'm in the night club I just landed in that G450 Caught the Mayweather fight cause the satellite was crispy Y'all can miss me with the money talk The smart money's on Hov, f** what the dummies talk I don't do too much blogging I just run the town, I don't do too much jogging Ain't got a scar yet Cause you f**ing around with me and my dogs is far fetched Drake, here's how they gon' come at you With silly rap feuds, trying to distract you In disguise, in the form of a favor The Barzini meet, watch for the traitors I done seen it all, done it all That's why none of these dum-dums could done him off The summer's ours, the winter too Top down in the winter, that's what winners do And to these n***as I'm like Windows 7 You let them tell it, they swear that they invented you And since no good deed go unpunished I'm not as cool with n***as as I once was I once was cool as the Fonz was But these bright lights turned me to a monster Sorry mama, I promised it wouldn't change me But I would have went insane had I remained the same me f** n***as, b**hes too, all I got is this money, this'll do [Hook] [Verse 3 : Drake] I've been up for four days, getting money both ways Dirty and clean, I could use a gla** of cold Spades Rolexes, chauffers and low fades I keep thinking how young can you die from old age? They always tell me nobody's working as hard as you And even though I laugh it off man, it's probably true Cause while all of my closest friends out partying I'm just here making all the music that they party to But party on, party on all night, n***a I got these new rappers nervous: prom night n***a I grow tired of these f**ing grown man liars Storytellers, they ain't even need a campfire But I just want to tell the truth Before one of these haters load a couple shells and shoot The sh** feel like when Fredro Starr Was in Sunset Park stunting hard in his yellow goose And I'm a motherf**ing missed target But a target none the less and I just started Was that directed at moi? Can't be They must be talking to themselves Hov, hands free And I'm just filling up this daily planner Getting busy cause I'm a star, no spangled banner Jealous dudes get to talking in they music And I just say I wrote it for your girlfriends, Kelsey Grammer That's what life becomes when you're doing you Welcome to Hollywood, don't let this town ruin you And if you pillow talking with the women that are screwing you Just know that she gonna tell another n***a when she through with you Don't get impatient when it takes too long Drink it all, even when it tastes too strong I got to feel alive, even if it k**s me Promise to always give you me, the real me