The Biggie Sound - Style's Price lyrics

[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!)