DJ Premier - Platinum Plus lyrics

[Intro: Big L] Yo yo what the f** man, Big L takin' over the streets Flamboyant Entertainment [Hook 1 x2: DJ Premier] "What y'all bout to witness" "Big L, Big L, Big L" "My-my-my-my, my whole crew wild" "The game is called rap" "Other MC's ain't got a chance at all" "My-whole, my, my whole crew wild" [Verse 1: Big L] Yo, I'm straight loco, to hell with you and your broke ho You ain't 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-h*mo, that's a no-no so f** po-po I push the seven-fo'-oh and not the Volvo C-Town push the six-oh-oh, I'm with a b**h or I'm dolo Chips from here to Acapulco While y'all buck for legs I, buck for heads I even buck celebs, n***a f** the feds My underground n***as, y'all can shine with me Got my own label now, so y'all can sign with me Y'all can take me from the bottom and climb with me That's fine with me, that's how it was designed to be [Hook 2: Big L] x2 Gats we bust, backs we crush Only hot tracks we lust, crazy stacks we clutch And we need plaques to touch that say platinum plus Cause half of you n***as that's rappin' now is wack to us [Verse 2: Big Daddy Kane] And cats still wonder can they get as hot as he been That probably depends, let me show you how to begin Bang chicks in Marriotts down to Quality Inns Hit the bar spend cash like Monopoly ends Plushed out, rock gators and exotical skins Come in the hood, flippin the chicken and broccoli Timbs n***as come in the game, block they shot at the rim That ain't in you - the f** 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 that's the deadliest Cats on that petty sh** watch how much lead he get You tryin to go places, chasin Oasis About nothin gettin low wages Drink Hennessy with no chasers Right hook is like Joe Frasier's I'm the bodacious, body parts are big and like Schwarzenegger's Smokin' Garcia Vega tryin to get the larger paper If you, block the cash, we lockin a** I'mma put it in your chest like a Stockton pa** Only out to earn figures like we please But I don't mind to burn n***as like CDs Now - exhibit, styles I kick with it [*COUGH*] Pardon me, but I'm f**in sickwiddit [Hook 2: Big L & (Big Daddy Kane)] x2 Gats we bust, (backs we crush) Only hot tracks we lust, (crazy stacks we clutch) And we need plaques to touch, (that say platinum plus) Cause half of you n***as that's rappin' now, (is wack to us) [Hook 1]